19 Nov 2019 16 Comments
in Poems Tags: desperation, Fallen Angel, lost soul
My wings are clipped my feet are tied.
I need to scream, but I can not cry.
I need to run I need to hide,
Afraid to stay , too tired to fly
Alone under a moon lit sky.
Can I run, can I hide,
Can I beat this pain inside
Will it end, will I be no more
Will I find the key to the locked door.
Broken angel that is me
No longer blessed no longer free.
Shackled so harshly tied down
Lost to all, now bound to the ground.
If we were having coffee , every Sunday
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Nov 19, 2019 @ 21:03:49
FALLEN ANGEL
Wishing her
As so all her kind
And kindred
Deep healing
Of body, spirit and soul
Bonded as we are
Nov 19, 2019 @ 21:10:49
Poor angel lost so much
Banished from God’s gentle touch
Could your prayer for her soul
Bleach her sins, make her whole.
💜
Nov 19, 2019 @ 21:13:01
Let us hope.
Nov 19, 2019 @ 21:13:54
There is always hope 💜
Nov 19, 2019 @ 21:16:13
Oh my. I hope you do find that key.
Nov 19, 2019 @ 21:39:04
I hope she does, she is so lost 💜🌹🌹
Nov 19, 2019 @ 21:27:26
Sending you love, Willow.
Nov 19, 2019 @ 21:30:56
Thank you Dale💜🌈🌈
Nov 19, 2019 @ 21:31:56
😘🧡😘
Nov 19, 2019 @ 21:38:00
🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹
Nov 20, 2019 @ 05:27:06
Poor, poor lost angel 💜💜💜🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽
Nov 20, 2019 @ 06:38:45
Let’s hope she copes 💜💜
Nov 20, 2019 @ 09:01:13
So sad…
Nov 20, 2019 @ 09:57:22
It is sad 🌹
Nov 20, 2019 @ 11:11:55
What a grim situation. Great poem!
Nov 20, 2019 @ 13:06:02
I have this thing about fallen angels, I have written about them often . Male and female they intrigue me. I even started a WIP. On a fallen angel.💜💜