In the arms of an Angel
I fly with her tonight
from this cold heartless world
on my most important flight
a journey where rivers flow silent
no more the tides of endless grief
tumbling onto a path of light
my heart and soul can finally breath
dense hope abandoned
a fugitive of my own spirit
soul ravaged by uncertain roads
to find some kind of peace
in the arms of my Angel…
give my aching heart release.
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Author:
Teddy.15 (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I have absolutely no interest in religion but I do have an Angel.
- Category: Reflection
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- Users favorite of this poem: Bella Shepard
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Comments9
same here but everyone needs an angel .. 🌹
We sure do Nev, thank you. 🌹
A lovely poem, Teddy.
Thank you dear Tom. 🌹
Now Teddy this could be the last goodbye from one departing or just the acknowledgment of a dream coming on. Beautiful and serene in any sense, hope it's the latter.
Definately not as smart to say goodbye in an angel poem dear sorrenbarret, no 🤣 I'm staying put. lol thank you. 🌹
Your poem tenderly expresses a longing for solace and peace. The imagery of flying with an angel away from a harsh world evokes a sense of seeking refuge and comfort. It beautifully portrays a heartfelt desire for release and tranquility. Well done!
Thank you so much dear Cloie, that was what I was hoping you would find. She's pretty special. 🌹
Your words dear Teddy are beautiful. I have no interest either in organized religion, but everyone needs a guardian Angel looking after them. I sincerely hope my mum had one guiding her into the spirit world when she passed. Your lovely poem created light and peace. I thank you for that. Hope your Thursday has been a happy one. 💐
Thank you so much dear Cassie58, I have no doubt your beautiful mum had hers with her. 🌹 ❤️ I am truly grateful that you saw this the exact way I was hoping it would read.
This wonderfulpoem evokes such sweet memories. As a child, there hung next to my bed a picture of a guardian angel, with arms spread over a child, and a traditional prayer printed beneath. I'm so glad you have those protective arms around you, such solice in a troubled world. Beautifully and lovingly written dear friend!
Thank you so much my dear Bella, you have those guardians arms around you too. 🌹
Lovely poetry. Angels are what we cling to when seeking peace. They can bring solace and wisdom that aids in coping with this world. it's a wonderful thought you have posted. - Phil A.
Dear Phil, thank you Sir, it was the message I was hoping to bring, solace and tranquility is what I'm hoping for each and every one. 🌹
We all have angels Teddy and I am sure yours will always be with you.
Andy
Thank you dear Angel, I definitely do. 🌹
Yes, Teddy - this is one I've been meaning to engage with you over a rather long time (Not seeking argument here, just....)
I too, no interest in religion, and so cannot cop an angel with all it's associations.
My fantasy is a vast cosmic game, analogous to one of those MMORPG computer things, and a controller with a brief to give me chances with only limited intervention, but from time to time, oh what interventions!
Thank you dear Dave. Such a thoughtful review I wondered when you would come by this one. Only those touched by an angel will know it. Maybe they come to the less strong. I never did ask. But yes I do associate them as non religious figures 🌹
Stay with it, Teddy. In the end......👍either way.
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