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Open Poetry #37

An Angel's Scarf

juj1
Junior Member

since 2006-05-08

Posts 22
Laval Quebec Ca

0 posted 2006-05-09 10:33 PM

Night has risen with darkness in hand
As I walk blinded by blackened light,
Roads swallowed with passing sand
Timing paths within an emotional night.

Striving on to find my life’s shining star
A pointed hope stands within eyesight,
Wobbling carelessly to what stood far
I force myself on finishing a painful fight.

A bench lied near the lamp brightened
Like a crutch for my soul to lean back,
Shedding tears I now sleep frightened
For I am scared by this realm so black.

Forever hunted by haunting nightmares
A wish for dreamier sights now awaken,
Hoping for the renewal of lovely shares
I beg compassion from a beauty hidden.

Closing my eyes to the waking slumber
Steps are now heard from a distant land,
An angel covered by this orange matter
Slowly approaches with a leaning hand.

As her movements cease near my sight
Her facial expression is vaguely visible,
This angelic figure resembling the flight
Of a deceased loved one unmatchable.

A soothing breeze now echoes a voice
Familiar to my hears for unique beauty,
Her messaging now reveals the choice
For another chance to a life with lovely.

Leaning towards the blinding light near
I approach the angel that has appeared,
Nightmares swallowed by what they fear
A guiding light from those disappeared.

As the angel sings a hymn for blessing
It strengthens my heart with her beauty,
Flying above shedding a tear of caring
She vanishes from my arriving curiosity.

Opening my eyes to the powerful light
A watery drop fell on my broken heart,
Leaning towards with this lovely sight
I now stand ready for a new given start.

Fixing at the lamp into planned slumber
An angelic message echoed all I adore,
As a caring tone covers my inner shatter
My mothers scarf appeared once more.

Kenny Vatché Avakian

A tribute to my mom who has passed away.
Love you mom..

Liz Sinclair
Member

since 2006-05-06

Posts 93
Atlantis

1 posted 2006-05-09 11:39 PM

My mother passed away also, so I could relate so well to this. Poetically speaking, your rythym was superb; it never missed a beat. Obviously, the emotional level was optimum. Thanks for sharing.

Liz...Carpe Diem

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