Angel Of light

meadowsprings

She stands there

Under the clock as it strikes 12:00

Perfectly still

 

Her long, golden blonde hair sweeps across her face

As a small breeze whispers in her ear

Her crystal blue eyes

So deep it feels as though you can see her soul

Look around to see if he appears

 

Her eyes glisten with tears

Screaming the pain she feels

For everyone to see

 

Her tears fall

Rolling down her rosy red cheeks

The moonlight shines of her hair

Brightening the whole area

 

She starts to walk

Gliding across the grass

So soft she walks barefoot

A breeze wisps by

Wrapping her sparkling silver dress around her

A cape of pure gold sweeps behind her

 

Who is this beauty ???

 

Gently singing she walks

Her voice so sweet

It sounds like a thousand angels

Singing of love

 

She’s back under the clock

As it strikes 1:00

The clock breaks

Shards of crystal fly down

Surrounding her

Not a single one touches her

Her beauty more defined than ever

 

The tears stop falling

But the pain is still etched on her face

Who is this girl  ??

 

This angel of light !!

  • Author: Meadow (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 14th, 2010 05:32
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 78
  • User favorite of this poem: Sue.
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Comments1

  • Sue

    this is truly the best, its beautiful artistic and soulful all at the same time. i love it sooo very much



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