We must be kind to people. Enough negative folks in this world.
Torn Angel
My broken Angel. Please smile
for me. Stay with me at the sea all night.
Your world has fallen
apart. You don't know right from wrong. Desperate acts had left you
feeling dirty and insulated from everyone.
Please take my
hand.
Walk with a man who swims in s**t most of his life.
There's no angels on this Earth. Only us struggling to make amends.
We all
must do things we are ashamed of. The world isn't clean anymore. Not enough
helping hands.
There is no pity for the people in plight today. I
know we get fatigue and humiliated to believing we are worthless and
destitute.
My wounded Angel. Please take my hand. Walk with a
contaminated man. Jaded kisses and broken promises had left me
empty. The not so sweet taste of life has turn me bitter.
Sad
Angel whispered. "I'm a dumping ground for men who want to use and
abuse. I don't mean much to no-one."
I touched her face. I
told her. We must ascend from the malingering hell. Leave the one's who want
you begging for mercy. In a shadow of our memories.
There is no easy road. Sometime we must get
up. Tell the world to back away.
Find a better path to be
on. Kinder people.
Torn Angel walk with me. Take my
hand. The new day is rising from the East.
Sometime we need friendship to make us stronger. Kind words and people who don't look for weaknesses. Thank you for reading. Any errors. Please assist a old man.
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From the beginning to the end, this inspired me... We have times when we feel worthless, and when someone is there to hold our hand it helps ease the pain...the walk of life is so much better when we have someone kind enough to show they care. Lovely write!
Yes, that is true. We all go through own own little hell, time to time, and all we need is a kind soul to help us get through. And sometimes, we have to exchange the roles. I love the uplifting feeling and a sense of hope your poem gives. Beautifully penned. :)
beautiful. written from the heart and the memory and experience.
I guess the main difference between angels and humans may be that the latter forget that they too were made to be pure and beautiful and loved.
thank you, it's a great poem.
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