Angels

This is dedicated to all the people who ever made me smile, especially in times of my deepest depressions. These people, spontaneously, naturally, subtly, and innocently, bring tears of joy into my eyes in times of great despair. They are my angels.

Broken hearts
Or tainted fairytales
Sleepless nights
On glacial sheets

Boulders or even mountains
Laying on my chest
So subtly,
Invisible

Ruptured heart muscle,
Gushing my crystal blood
Unto the night sky

And you�
You are there

My angels

Bombarding me with laughter,
Or just subtle smiles
Like vortices you are,
Swallowing up
The pangs

The pangs that awaken with every heartbeat of mine

Feeding me the sweetest sugar
With your feather breath
And careless wings

My angels�

Oblivious you are,
To the sleepless flames
That engulf my flesh,

You are blindfolded,
Maybe innocent�
Yet you bear hearts of gold
And souls of purest crystal

You are the lines I write in poetry,
The tears I shed,
The ink I bleed

My angels

In starless, starless nights
You hover,
You crown my bed
Enthrone my thoughts�

Your hands, your warmth
My sleeping pills,
My elixir
The wine that stills me
And drowns me to my slumber

Rivers that quell my conflagrations�
That quench my deepest thirsts
Like tides to the grains of golden sand�

My angels

Reviews

[Emily Rose]

What a fantastic dedication to one's friends! Your imagery is beautiful and the poem itself is emotive and subtle, which is a wonderful combination. The only two lines that strike me as less powerful than the other are these: "Boulders or even mountains/Laying on my chest" The "or even" makes the line sound less sure. You might want to consider changing it to "boulders, mountains/lying on my chest" (it is "lying," by the way -that lay in present tense lie on a surface. Hard to keep straight, I know).

Excellent job as usual!

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. how amazingly earnest and melodious ... with a rare sense of gratitude ... whoever they are ... they shine through these lines ... and somehow ... i too feel their presence ... magical ... and miraculous ...

[Sydelle Houston]

Excellent work. You have quite an old soul to write as powerfully as this at the tender age of 17. I wish you all the best at becoming a published poet!

[Emily Elizabeth]

Gorgeous! But then again- so is everything you write!
You are a very special and lovely person, and your personality radiates through your work. Classical with some fantasy touches, this is a nice blend of two themes. The imagery is absolutely beautiful. You have sculpted something very heavenly here! I love how you have infused nature with this work, as well as lots of watery themes. It's very outstanding and makes the poem sublime.
A great piece, Cpt Jack! This stanza I found particularly captivating-

Rivers that quell my conflagrations-
That quench my deepest thirsts
Like tides to the grains of golden sand-

***HUGSS***