The Angel Sheds It's Tear

Justin85 · 11-28-2005, 02:39 AM

Starting up writing poetry again.. I haven't posted on here in along time.. since the last time.. I've wrote awhole bunch.. mostly Journalizing and random thoughts.. etc. But haven't really sat down to write poetry.. so here is alittle something I wrote tonight.. just a bit of practice.. but all writing is practice..

**Sound of Soft wind through the window**

I held my pillow tight..
with both of my hands shaking..
like little earthquakes.
I saw a star and it's light flickered down..
The light flickering.. the angel sat by the window looking out..
At first I didn't even notice..
but it was there all along..
I got up and saw it's hands covered in cuts and blisters..
A tear went down the angel's face.. I wanted to say........
It held it's baggage out into the open by it's small feet...
Two loads it looked like.. The bags SCREAMED to be left alone.

I stood looking out the window wondering..
what the angel was staring at.. I looked but there was only emptiness..
and that soft sound of.. **Sound of soft wind through the window**
I saw the angel's wings were just hanging down
like busted christmas ordaments that no longer had a place..
and was locked in a storage room for years..
it's fingernails seemed to be drippin with pain..
Broken like white little eggs that will blow away any minute.

It was like.. I could tell the years of struggle and hopelessness..
in that time of silence we shared.. it's expresionless face..
and on the side where you can still see the red marks..
where hope slaped her and they seemed to be getting
redder.. and redder.. a minute later I realized I was asleep all along..
and looked at the window where the angel sat..
But there was nobody..
only that soft sound of.. **Sound Of Soft Wind Through the window**
I got up from under the blanket and looked outside..
at midnight's face and the star glowed again..
I just stood and felt a tear come rolling down.

Justin

Bhitiah · 11-28-2005, 02:53 AM

It was like.. I could tell the years of struggle and hopelessness..
in that time of silence we shared.. it's expresionless face..
and on the side where you can still see the red marks..
where hope slaped her and they seemed to be getting
redder.. and redder.. a minute later I realized I was asleep all along..
and looked at the window where the angel sat..
But there was nobody..

this was cool, except, the 1st redder is redder then the 2nd redder so i didnt like it...lol

Justin85 · 11-28-2005, 02:56 AM

lol true.. thanks for pointing that out to me.. and thanks for the comment..

Mind~$oul · 12-02-2005, 10:17 PM

I couldn't really get into this piece to be honest. It's just something about poems and angels that turns me compeletly off. Not trying to take anything away from your poem though. It's just me. Good to see you back

One luv

DaJackle · 12-08-2005, 12:36 PM

i like this, and your imagery was nice....very mellow, for some reason snow came into my mind as i read this...stay up man

11-28-2005, 02:39 AM	#1 (permalink)
Justin85 True Poetical Emcee Join Date: Jan 2004 Posts: 243	The Angel Sheds It's Tear Starting up writing poetry again.. I haven't posted on here in along time.. since the last time.. I've wrote awhole bunch.. mostly Journalizing and random thoughts.. etc. But haven't really sat down to write poetry.. so here is alittle something I wrote tonight.. just a bit of practice.. but all writing is practice.. Sound of Soft wind through the window I held my pillow tight.. with both of my hands shaking.. like little earthquakes. I saw a star and it's light flickered down.. The light flickering.. the angel sat by the window looking out.. At first I didn't even notice.. but it was there all along.. I got up and saw it's hands covered in cuts and blisters.. A tear went down the angel's face.. I wanted to say........ It held it's baggage out into the open by it's small feet... Two loads it looked like.. The bags SCREAMED to be left alone. I stood looking out the window wondering.. what the angel was staring at.. I looked but there was only emptiness.. and that soft sound of.. Sound of soft wind through the window I saw the angel's wings were just hanging down like busted christmas ordaments that no longer had a place.. and was locked in a storage room for years.. it's fingernails seemed to be drippin with pain.. Broken like white little eggs that will blow away any minute. It was like.. I could tell the years of struggle and hopelessness.. in that time of silence we shared.. it's expresionless face.. and on the side where you can still see the red marks.. where hope slaped her and they seemed to be getting redder.. and redder.. a minute later I realized I was asleep all along.. and looked at the window where the angel sat.. But there was nobody.. only that soft sound of.. Sound Of Soft Wind Through the window I got up from under the blanket and looked outside.. at midnight's face and the star glowed again.. I just stood and felt a tear come rolling down. Justin Last edited by Justin85; 11-28-2005 at 02:58 AM.

11-28-2005, 02:53 AM	#2 (permalink)
Bhitiah Powerful Scriptures Join Date: May 2004 Posts: 1,168	It was like.. I could tell the years of struggle and hopelessness.. in that time of silence we shared.. it's expresionless face.. and on the side where you can still see the red marks.. where hope slaped her and they seemed to be getting redder.. and redder.. a minute later I realized I was asleep all along.. and looked at the window where the angel sat.. But there was nobody.. this was cool, except, the 1st redder is redder then the 2nd redder so i didnt like it...lol __________________ You can bomb the world to peices, but cant bomb into peace

12-02-2005, 10:17 PM	#4 (permalink)
Mind~$oul I'm Pretty Join Date: Apr 2001 Location: North Memphis BITCH! Posts: 17,145	I couldn't really get into this piece to be honest. It's just something about poems and angels that turns me compeletly off. Not trying to take anything away from your poem though. It's just me. Good to see you back One luv __________________ "Everybody wanna be a nicca, but don't nobody wanna be a nicca"-Paul Mooney "I tried to live right, but society aint made for niccas to live right"-Joe Budden

12-08-2005, 12:36 PM	#5 (permalink)
DaJackle ThoughtS ProcessinG Join Date: Sep 2003 Location: Pittsburgh Posts: 493	i like this, and your imagery was nice....very mellow, for some reason snow came into my mind as i read this...stay up man __________________ You can only do so much in life, at some point you just have to let go and let God decide...what is the meaning of life? it's very simple...to simply live

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11-28-2005, 02:56 AM	#3 (permalink)
Justin85 True Poetical Emcee Join Date: Jan 2004 Posts: 243	lol true.. thanks for pointing that out to me.. and thanks for the comment..

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