tears of an angel

tears of an angel

A Poem by poddar kushal

Tears of an angel

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Winding up his wings

He sits on the steep end of the temple

The angel.

 

Down there people,

People touching

The marvels of ancient carvings,

People praying and wanting this and that

Everybody has his own hunger.

 

The eyes of the angel cloud.

Hear, the salt of the water,

Genesis of an ocean is always

By an angel’s tear.

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© 2008 poddar kushal


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i always wondered how the angels felt watching us petty mortals whine and yearn over the silliest things. the ,,,winding of the wings,,,,the eyes of the angel cloud,,,two of my favorite lines. great imagery and emotion without being slapped in the face. loved it.

Posted 16 Years Ago


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That's great! You have to expect the angels to cry entire oceans over the course of eternity. Man can be so heartless towards his brothers and sisters.

Inspirational piece!

-Gabe


Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

i always wondered how the angels felt watching us petty mortals whine and yearn over the silliest things. the ,,,winding of the wings,,,,the eyes of the angel cloud,,,two of my favorite lines. great imagery and emotion without being slapped in the face. loved it.

Posted 16 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.

I like it. The way you create an illusion with your words makes it that much more enjoyable. Continue writing!

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

im at aw of this wonderful piece. so mystifying.... and i can just see the angel too. great write

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Added on February 29, 2008

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poddar kushal
poddar kushal

kolkata, India, India



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life and trying to earn bread made me an advocate. mad at my own stressful self, turned to writing. poems mainly. but, there are several short stories published in my mother toungue 'bengali'.i live i.. more..

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