Isolated from the world.
The only thing she ever felt was his fist.
In this palace of stone,
The fear was back in spades.
Ethereal one with the broken wings.
Tumbling from grace.
This withering angel…
This princess.
Suddenly, what seemed like forever, turned into mere seconds as recollection passed their faces.
The golden one was gone.
Not leaving with a bang…only a whisper.
Ashes, ashes…
They all fall down.
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Reviewed by Marco Landi (Reader)
Reviewed on April 3, 2003
Isolated from the world.
The only thing she ever felt was his fist.
In this palace of stone,
The fear was back in spades.
conquering pain and ....time
well done Mariah
Reviewed by na na (Reader)
Reviewed on March 30, 2003
Maria, you forged a tale of the fall. Hurting and alone, denied freedom in chains.
But these chains will break soon and you will be free again. Let no one hold on to you are your heart like this. This poem is close to me, because I have written a song and have the tune for it from Nashville. It too is about a "Fallen Angel'" who is no longer a part of my life, but who I still miss terribly. Someone I know is so proud of you and your talent. I am also proud of you. Bill
You're words conquer the space of cyber and you give our peers your best.Your art selection is wonderful as well. You mature delightfully in your creative mode. You make me very proud of you.
Love you,
Mom
Reviewed by Elizabeth Taylor (Reader)
Reviewed on March 30, 2003
Nicely done.
Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)
Reviewed on March 30, 2003
OHHHHHHHHHHH love the art and the verses
"Not leaving with a bang…only a whisper.
Ashes, ashes…
They all fall down."
Peg
Reviewed by Oisín Breen (Reader)
Reviewed on March 30, 2003
the second and the last stansas are the best
its very good
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The only thing she ever felt was his fist.
In this palace of stone,
The fear was back in spades.
conquering pain and ....time
well done Mariah
But these chains will break soon and you will be free again. Let no one hold on to you are your heart like this. This poem is close to me, because I have written a song and have the tune for it from Nashville. It too is about a "Fallen Angel'" who is no longer a part of my life, but who I still miss terribly. Someone I know is so proud of you and your talent. I am also proud of you. Bill
Well Penned
William
You're words conquer the space of cyber and you give our peers your best.Your art selection is wonderful as well. You mature delightfully in your creative mode. You make me very proud of you.
Love you,
Mom
"Not leaving with a bang…only a whisper.
Ashes, ashes…
They all fall down."
Peg
its very good
john+