My Angel 2A Poem by HB Rita
She was dying gurgling the life out of her
She saw the shadow creeping in to her door; saying ”you are an Idiot” She endeavor to speak up; remain worthless She could just whisper, to her own shadow. She was leaving; carrying afraid of the dark with her Her eyes were peeling, turning to blue She was falling apart, She was leaving to an unknown place where all filled with dust and dirt. Her paths became narrow, She asked for pardon and forgiveness to the Creator And than, There’s nothing worse than seeing deeming her life slowly I won’t see this again I promise, It won’t happen again The pain of life will no longer overrides the joy; I promise ! © 2019 HB RitaAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on March 31, 2019 Last Updated on March 31, 2019 AuthorHB RitaFlushing , NYAboutHB Rita, ancestors Bangladesh, live in NYC, achieved higher education at Touro College and University in New York. I am involved in New York City public school teaching for 14 years. I am also a well.. more..Writing
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