Wings fill the sky with memories of lost souls.
icarus asks. icarus doesn't listen.
Icarus loves Apollo, the god of the Sun.
“We were never in love but oh god, we could have been” Do you remember
Why do we blame Icarus's hubris and not Apollo's cruelty?
He should have used a map
A poem inspired by the myth about Icarus
My wings are burning Leaving a trail of feathers as I fall
How far is the sky? How close am I to the sun?
Oh, Icarus! How well you flew!
What would happen if humans had wings?
Lines inspired by the desire of humans to fly like a bird.