Dark Poetry #3 |
Little Angel |
Temptress*Moon Member
since 2001-01-15
Posts 240Long Island, NY |
This brown eyed girl With the long brown hair Plays the part of an angel Displaying a halo of gold To everyone's eyes, she is a Beautiful creature But what they don't see Is the Devil benealth her She locks away her secretes Never to be told Always masking a smile Always looking like a precious Stone Her Angelic features, are intimidating to most They do not bother to get near Her, they don't bother to know her Soul She is a sad, sad child With many tears to shed She tucks them benealth her wings Hiding them from the world I slept and dreamed that life was beauty was thy dream then a shadowy lie? -ESH- |
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Isis Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-06
Posts 6296Sunny Queensland |
In that case many of us are indeed angels! She should find someone a friend who does understand and can sympathesize and help her mend. We all need that special friend, a kindred spirit, who doesn't even need to be a life partner, just that special someone male or female who can help ease the burden when needed. Lovely melancholy piece TM just watch the spelling Isis *War produces one thing - Cemetaries. And in cemetaries there are no enemies!* ~Isis~~Sovereign of the Spirit. |
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Jeremy Redinger Junior Member
since 2001-02-27
Posts 46 |
Pain, hurt, sadness... Fear. It takes a lot of strength to hide that way, only because it digs and eats its way at you, that if you were not strong you would be eaten alive by it. I want to hug the girl, and kiss her cheek, I want to love her and know her and be there for her. I want to take the sadness from her heart and replace it with joy and happiness. |
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Broken Member
since 2000-03-12
Posts 271The woods |
Always looking like a precious Stone Her Angelic features, are intimidating to most They do not bother to get near Her, they don't bother to know her Soul ************** I loved this part. It was sad, and beautyfully well written. I like your way of writing ~Broken~ Oh God! Why the angels fall first? |
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