A little Girl

A little Girl

A Poem by AngelAfterlife

I once knew a little child
she would run barefoot in the soft green grass
with the sun glistening in her eyes
and her hair flowing in the wind

She knew of no pain
her sweet innocense radiated from her face
singing her gentle song when the sun would go down
waiting for the next day when she could live again

Yet something happened to that small child
she was forced to grow up
the tortures of the world were exposed before her eyes
and her radiance was gone

She no longer ventures into the world
instead, she prefers to stay alone
counting the tears that cascade down her face
staring into eyes that resemble nothing but empty darkness

The beauty has been replaced
the sweet simplicity gone
the sun has gone down forever
and she waits in eternity for the love she needs

My heart felt her pain
hearing her soul cry out in agony
I put down my pen to help her
when I realized that the girl was me
 

© 2011 AngelAfterlife


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yes i too once saw those innocent shining eyes too young to see
a light was so dim to see clearly around,it was still hazy and dim
then they matured and now could see,what cruelty lives around
too much for a delicate soul to engage with,better live and stay aside
it was never a pretty sight what those eyes suddenly opened and came to see
that was nice really ,to see the real decay all around,nicely told
lovely write..

Posted 13 Years Ago


Brilliant... That's all I have to say. Simply brilliant.

Posted 13 Years Ago


thx Bradley


Posted 13 Years Ago


i have written a few of poems like this...visiting that inner child...if only we could...help block the blows of life from hitting those innocent faces...bravo on this

Posted 13 Years Ago



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AngelAfterlife
AngelAfterlife

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