His secret

If she only knew!

It's what he thought

Sitting crouched in her room

Wings folded back as he watched her

 

It was his sceret to keep

No one could know

Every night he watched

Tongiht he was waiting

 

The door would soon open

The door to her hell

But soon, she would be free,

No more pain in her eyes or on her face

 

She would live again

He would help her gain

His eyes were cold and threatening

Watching as the door opened

 

A man, tall and strong moved towards her

The angel stood, his wings in full plume

Step by step he walked

Out of the dark scary shadows

 

With a horrid cry

A snap of the neck

She was safe

No longer to fear

But only to wake

All alone with a shake

 

 

 

Reviews

[Cassiopia Summers]

Good flow. :) Decent poem. I liked the images that flow through the mind as you read.

[Mauricio Montoya]

Great job well done.

[Graceful]

so good!

[MuSe Ampoule]

Good job BME! At first it reminded me of the tale of Eros and Psyche...but by the end it was different. Was it the Angel's secret that's mentioned in the title?

[Coyote Poetry]

A very strong and scary story in this poem. Dark Angel breaking necks and giving freedom to who? I like the movement and story. Ending left me confused. A excellent poem. Nothing better then a poem with mystery.
Coyote

[Dark Empress]

Powerful and very good. It's got good description and lots of emotion. Great write, sweetie. :)

[♥SunkissAngel♥]

this is dark and powerful. I could see everything the imagery is there and it is over powering. i really enjoyed this read nice job..

~SK

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that's a dark tale..intriguing as this leaves more questions that it answers..well done

[Wolf]

^_^ awsome write keep it up

[Morgan]

:)