Broken Angels

[neitherday.livejournal.com]

I wrote this poem in my personal journal last September. I thought I'd share it here.

Broken Angels broken angels walk with me ivory white feathers splintered scarred auras remember what it was like to have a voice singing beautiful songs remember what it was like to fly across the sunrise cosmic wind hair of pure silk remember what it was like to light the heavens with a brilliant aura to not merely look at the stars to be one remember what it was like to be the essence of rose and jasmine of amber and pearl of chocolate and anise remember what it was like to be whole to be free to know peace was it too long ago was it too far away does it hurt too much to remember to remember

Comments

[nightfae.livejournal.com]

It's beautiful and chilling. Chilling because I had a friend who always referred to me as a shattered angel. I find it interesting that your poem is so close to what he wrote of.

tragic...beautiful

[riagoose.livejournal.com]

I long to be those things too and someday when I'm not holding it all together I will break free... Thank you for sharing...It touched me deeply.