On bended knee an angel weeps,
Stripped of her wings,
Of all the promises he made
Her heart is dying
piece by piece it falls apart
One tear after another,
Her halo is bent and no longer shines
On bended knee an angel weeps,
Dreaming of the man he was
She no longer has the strength to look to the sky
Longing to once again feel complete
Encircled in strong arms no longer
The world is much colder
Without the light of his love...
Much darker
On bended knee an angel weeps,
Only as the moon kisses the sky
Does the pain let up
All the could-have-been's
Caress a bleeding heart as she sleeps

Sad but good write

Nice

Most of what i write is sad because poetry is the only way i can effectively release emotion and i dont handle death well so yea

Well done tater (tot)..........

lol nooo tot just tater

Nice write

creative