9ce piece of poetry


I SAW AN ANGEL

It had been a long and weary day
going to bed at midnight
darkness overhauled my little room
and sleep had eluded me
Turnin up
i stared at the ceiling
then something startled me at one end.
It was a bright light
and in it was a figure
It had two wings
its cloth was as white as wool
and its face shone like a white sun
With a twinkling star on its forehead
I drew closer
Then i saw its face

it was a she
A paragon of beauty indeed
More beautiful than the most beautiful monnalisa
She wore a smile enough to light up a barn
On her hand was a sceptre
I streched forth my hand
and she withdrew
gave me that sparking smile
and then ascended
then i knew what she was
I had seen an angel
But WHY?



Poetry by Ikhalo Efose
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Written on 2011-10-07 at 02:37

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matt
I really enjoyed the description here, it really brought me into the moment. thank you.
2011-10-07



Here is something special, Ikhalo Efose.
I love the depth of description and the superb storytelling at work in these lines.
And if I may answer your question, 'WHY?', it is my experience that angels are seen only by those who are pure in heart.
Applause!
2011-10-07