Singing Angels

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  • Death

    Singing Angels

    In this warm smoky sky

    The night so dark

    The moon so bright

     

    Angels call to me

    Singing their sad song of death

    Singing for me to leave

     

    My pain is finally over and done

    But I hear my heart?

    Why does the beat go on?

     

    Hes almost in my sight

    Tears shed from my eyes

    The sky seems so bright

     

    My mind keeps thinking I’ve had enough

    But my heart keeps telling me

    Please don’t give up

     

    Angels calling to me

    Singing for me

    A song to set me free

     

    Trailing fingers white and long

    Gently erasing my life

    All my worries are gone

     

    Something calls to me

    Beating so perfectly

    Something I cant see

     

    It’s over and done

    No more pain

    But my heart lives on

     

    I am stronger then you think

    My heart sings so tenderly

    ‘I can deal with anything’

          K_P

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    sevyn7 commented on Singing Angels

    02-15-2011

    You are so stong, and an Amazing writer, I wish someone would start a book of all the talented people who write poems in O.P. The world would love to hear the strength, and wisdom from a poem like this. Your pure heart beats in rythym with your soul, and it shines in your work.
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    killingP13

    02/15/2011

    thank you so much Dave

    angelchaser commented on Singing Angels

    02-12-2011

    We can't let the angels call you, not for a very long time, as you need to continue to bless the world with your writing:) Love this poem, it's beautiful.
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    killingP13

    02/12/2011

    thank you so much angel face im really glad you liked it

    danmartyjake1 commented on Singing Angels

    02-12-2011

    This poem is inspirational for those that read it with sincere interest. The meaning is found as you journey through the words.
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    killingP13

    02/12/2011

    thank you for taking your time to read through my journey

    The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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