The thought of angels.

You are speaking about angels,
there are no beauty when someone dies,
that the logic is the missing piece
that no wings of man will ever rise

You hate the thought of religion
You can never see why
"there is no one there to listen"
And it's not worth to give a try

But is it not nice to know, that maybe
You will one day learn to fly
Don't forget that it's just something to lean on
And the angels never mean to die





Poetry by Sofia
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Written on 2006-06-03 at 18:32

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Shas Ramlogan
This is so creative, rather than talking about but talking as the angels. Beautifully written, flowing from your pen, and shows a very nice command for the English there Sophie. Something about the images and language struck me, very simple yet divine. My most enjoyed piece of yours so far. Thanks for posting in English! :)
2006-06-04


lastromantichero The PoetBay support member heart!
a beautiful poem and you write very well in English this is a very good text well done rgds mike
2006-06-03