This poem was written for part of my art project, focused on angels and how they have little meaning for most people in the modern world. The photograph of the angel stood on the hill is of my friend, dressed as a Gothic angel. I used the photo as inspiration while writing the poem, and I was very pleased with what I came up with.
I hope you enjoy it!
Those Days are Gone
She looks into the light,
The light she cannot reach.
The one the birds find easily,
The one she cannot reach.
She has black feathers sleeking,
Down a back of blackest silk...
But fly she wouldn't dare to try;
She cannot reach the light.
Perhaps she shares our worries,
Perhaps she isn't pure...
But try with all her might she might,
She cannot reach the light.
Perhaps our world has toppled her,
Perhaps her wings are clipped...
But try with all her might she might,
She cannot reach...
She'll never reach the light.
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Why are you soo amazing and tht everytime i read/hear your poems i cant help but smile?
punkichan911 1 year ago
@punkichan911 Aww thank you :) I think that poetry speaks from one heart to another very personally, I get the same effect when I read other poems. My favourite one now is "The Highwayman" by Alfred Noyes, there are a lot of people reading it out on youtube if you're interested. Poetry is a very magical thing :)
-Elena <33
PoemsOfTheSoul 1 year ago
Excellent !!!
KissThePoems 1 year ago
@KissThePoems Thank you : ) It really means a lot to hear :)
-Elena <33
PoemsOfTheSoul 1 year ago
Excellent stuff!
bilstonjay 1 year ago
@bilstonjay Thanks so much! :) I'm really glad you liked it. Are the sound levels okay?
-Elena <33
PoemsOfTheSoul 1 year ago