Flying through the clouds of an agitating sky she was landed on the shore of despair. Unknown of the tyrannous rapter the angel became wounded by his erroneous desire. Following the winds of fallacy she got lost among the devils. She was a broken creature waiting for someone to heal her wounds. Ambling into the lonesome places she cried her eyes out, As, she discovered the misery in her soul. The moment she fathomed all which she called ‘love’ was nothing but a trap. The angel was pulled out of the fool’s paradise. Looking at herself as an abbreviated piece of nothing, the angel got wounded and perished her own wings.
Poet’s Note – I have written this poem with eyes full of tears. This poem narrates the story of a girl referred as an angel who has gotten into trouble because of her own mistakes.
A rock becomes a philosopher. Refuses to move looking at the stars. Rogue shirts were walking on the clouds of unknowing. I wanted to remove all the clocks. Who was stealing the water? Secret of life? Impiety had undone the
Two little angels Feeling very bored Took their leave of heaven A journeyed to the world Climbed upon a rainbow Slid down with heart’s delight Stomped up the star- way staircase And down the yellow stripe Lingered on the indigo
She sits there looking so cold and alone But somewhere under there, There beats a heart Beneath all the black and chrome The smooth lines that glimmer Soft but sharp in the night Are begging you to play the game
Little one, resting cozily in my care, Sleep and dream. Little one, nestled in my arms, Forget about the struggles of today. You are in my safekeeping; Nothing will ever harm you. You have been placed in my guidance, And