Wednesday, November 7, 2012

Angelic Tears - Collaboration with Starr Poetress


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 “As angels may have fallen
Crippled be their wings
Yet, they rise to a calling
As the heart and soul sings”

One may often find a riddle
As the pen presses unto page
Spewing forth within passion
As words, commence to pour

Bestowing upon all imagery
From the depths of the soul
Through a creative stance
A tell-a-tale fashion in view

After falling so many times,
Angels no longer walk the earth,
As they spiral further down,
They are not one of a kind,

The ones they always loved,
The ones they always protected,
Now finding them lost amidst the garden,
Shot be their hearts, in the hunting of the dove,

Their passion became anger,
Their anger became passionate,
They bleed their ink on processed wood,
Yet, it only seeped through as no one heard,

Showing the imagery of love they once knew,
Their soul has blackened as the depths of Hell,
So the blessed ink ran dry, lost in despair
The once coveted heart withdrew into air

Through the darkness, they seek the light
In hope to redeem with all their might
All that is lost, in expectation to be found
Before all that once was falls to the ground

“Hear as they sing such sorrowful melodies
As tears, commence to fall ceaselessly
Marred are now their souls to have fallen
Succumbing to the grace of loves calling”

Copyright © 11/2012 Lucy Martins/Starr Poetress


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2 comments:

Mark Eaton said...

Very emotional. Thank you.

Lucy Martins said...

Thank you kindly for taking the time to read and post comment~