Angelic Prince

Poem for Ricky

 

Oh, Angelic Prince

Whose life was too short

Whose story be left untold

 

Whose voice could command any heart

Whilst anything you touched turned to gold

 

Ah, to your tranquil, eternal voice

 That no living soul could blame

And your eyes that humbled the morning sky

And put every sea to shame

 

Oh, Angelic Prince

Whose voice was the air

Whose song was love’s melody

 

You were more beautiful than any bird

Even the dove can’t deny his envy

 

You were too beautiful for the roses you touched

And the rain that bathed your skin

Yes, too admirable for the stars at night

And the grass you placed your feet in

 

Oh, Angelic Prince

What brought your dark clouds?

What caused your moon to unlit?

 

Was it because of the Earth’s dark nights?

Or the silent and fearsome snake pit?

 

Could it be because you had too much beauty

Yet you could not see your own face?

Was this the same reason you hid in thorny weeds

And lived your life in disgrace?

 

Oh, Angelic Prince

King of my heart

Master of my romantic eye

 

I alone knew of your pure, unique gold

Much more than the sun in the sky

 

The people of this world watched in scorn

Only denying what was true

For each and everything upon this planet

Could never compare to you

 

And so, Angelic Prince

You went up

Up and away from this land

 

Up to a place filled with majesty

And where the angels smile, ever grand

 

Up to where beauty is forever pure

And the doves spread their ivory wings

Up to where the flowers never close

And each lovely angel sings

 

Yes, My Dear Prince

 You went up

To a place eternally divine

 

To a place where nothing ever grows old

And there lies not a single whine

 

Up to a place so perfect and great

Too wondrous for mortal eyes to see

 And on to a place where all around you

Will equal with your beauty

 

Author's Note

Uh...just try to keep it constructive. None of that rude stuff, please.

Reviews

[Davidgeo]

There is no such thing as what you write about. Angels and demons are the same thing, it just depends what lens you choose to see the world with. Heaven and hell are the same exact things, we live in the same place... only how we look at it is different. Only the consequences are real, how you feel about them is an illusion. It's beautiful how we get to choose our illusion here... existence is grand. It's a lovely place to me.

[Priscilla Sayers]

Beautiful.

[Sleepless]

* sigh * what a beautiful poem sad at the end but still happ bittersweet :) nice poem !:)

[Omar Fendri]

descriptive... emotionally descriptive, artistically and carefully descriptive... really well-expressed poem... I don't like reading long poems actually, but this one is something else... Too pure to restrain myself from reading it. Every line has his own magical words... Nice work

[Davy Jones]

Ahh lovely, this is perfect, if there can be a perfect. =) loved reading it.

[An owl on the moon]

This is a deeply moving dedication to one so dear... and your words elevate the experience to a musical masterpiece. Wondrously done.

[TheFemininePad]

I think that this is a decent poem, but I do have a few suggestions on how to improve it. I feel like it is a little to long, and some of the emotions that you are expressing are getting lose. Might I suggest printing out the poem, and reading it to see where you could improve the quality of the writing more. In a few places, the descriptions are really well written. Just look over it where you could possibly cut it down. Those are my only suggestions.

[Carrie Manor]

Oh! I really liked this poem, your style is very nice! Your description really allowed me to picture Angelic Prince, it makes me rather sad that he had passed away, yet heaven, indeed is a celestial paradise.

[MiaIntheSkywithDiamonds]

sweet! really good structure, i like it!