A love poem from an Avian

I was started with me, once as a stargazer
I was in love with the space
Telescope, star chart, spaceship,
Its all I've ever wished for

But now i am grounded, wingless, and i can no longer fly
The priest at the temple, he saw me looking at the starry skies
He questioned my belief and started calling me a heretic
And so I called him a fanatic

Without doubt he listed me to the ascendancy
They pulled me out and thrown me to a dungeon
Not knowing what to do, I was crying
It was dark and cold

But in all of sudden a rays of light came toward me
And there he come, our saviour Kluex
So he whispered to me "You are saved, my child"
I am so happy

His wing spread out like a phoenix
With his strong arm, he grabbed me
Together we flew over the blue luna
He said "Are you ready to be chosen my child?"

I was ready

So he shown me the way of the sky
My vision goes blurry with all of the visage
I can something tearing out of my back
I have a wing and i was at the top

I was standing in a solid ground but he was hovering
His blinding light radiates as he held my hand
"Come to me my child" He said
So I closed my eye and started walking

I felt this sudden surge of wind
So i spread my wing and let Kluex guide me
But when it stopped, I am no longer in agony
I was so painful but i'll do it for Kluex

Kluex is love, Kluex is life




PS. Chuckle fish, If you wanted to make it a codex, please remove the last line of this poem

 

Great poem man!
You a true artist

 

Well, didn't expect less attention on this one.


Still, I have no regret of putting that misleading title

 

I was going to make a joke comment, but deleted it half-way through, because it would've probably sounded a bit too offensive.
Now that I've explained, I'm going to post it anyway:
Darn you birds, writing yer poems. That's human thing! Go back to puking on yer children and falling off trees! What's next? Fishes making buildings to not drown?

 

Okay, but well y-y-you look like if an avocado had sex with an older avocado.

 

Darn, was going for a topographical map of Utah mixed with Freddy Krueger.

Going on the actual topic - I liked the phrases in the poem, but it was hard for me to find the rhymes in there. Call me old fashioned, but I like my poems to rhyme. I've never gotten the "freestyle" poems where you don't have to rhyme(the naming may vary from language to language, I'm not familiar with the actual poetry phrases).

 

I tell ya somefink then, My next poem will rhyme as sick as dr. seuss