Angel of mercy.. Set her free.. Free from the mind that entombs her.. in guilty agony. Take away her childish eyes.. That only see what was disguised.. Not the reality.. Only lies. Time to let her go.. Let her understand at last.. She was one small insignificant part of the story.. One unseen pebble on the path through life. Yet, the shame consumes her.. As if her heart is made of hollowed glass.. Filled with the darkness.. of regrets long past. Now cracked from years of self blame.. Shards of small tainted glass.. fall from her heart.. To keep the child from within her from truly loving.. Lest the rest of her fall apart.
PS: There Are Angels Who Do Not Have Wings Look Like Normal Human Beings!
TRASK
Reviewed by Thomas Lanechanger (Reader)
Reviewed on July 19, 2004
Powerful and heart felt write, Erica!!!… It’s so sad whenever one cannot truly love again!!!
Reviewed by Sheldon James (Reader)
Reviewed on July 19, 2004
Wow this was truly excellent so different from everything else I've read.. I only hope more people read this and realize it's deep meaning.. Keep writing, this is definitely one of my favorites..
Mary Angela Nangini's poems celebrate the richness of life and love. From the city to cottage-country and the roads in between, Nangini explores the changing seasons of her varied region. (This book will soon be reprinted in hard cover.)
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captured it well with style. Great!
"Heart Of Glass" is another sWORD to cut the tongue of indifference.
I salute You, Sublime Warrior-POET!
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
and that's from me.
steve
This is an extremely deep write.
A very sad message - but a superb
poem.
Warm hugs
Elga
Love Tinka
Excellent!
PS: There Are Angels Who Do Not Have Wings Look Like Normal Human Beings!
TRASK