I found a broken angel
it fell because of me
it fractured both its holy wings
and from its leg did bleed.
it cried for falling so from grace
it cried for how it hurt so new
it cried for all the things I'd done
and all the things I'm yet to do.
I wished so to restore it
to the heavens it called home
I wished so to undo the hurt
that tore it from its throne,
I wished to turn the wrongs to rights
I wished to stop its cries
I wished to fight away its pain
and dry its weeping eyes
when you wish upon a broken angel
wishes don't come true
they get drowned out
by all the evil things that follow you.
so best I could, with my two hands
I sought to tend its wounds
to stop the love from bleeding out
and try to help it start anew.
I found there was no magic cure
no quick fix to make things better
just time and tears and facing fears
that things would feel this way forever
I take it one step at a time
approach it day by day
with care and good intention
and honesty along the way,
and if I work to make things right
to lift my angel off the floor,
perhaps my broken angel
won't be so broken, anymore
Author notes
This could be about two people, or internalised in one person.
Its a break from what I've been writing lately and in style is more like my very first poem (Lost Regret), it was written from a very similar place and was mainly to externalise, apologise and come to terms with certain things.
As always I would appreciate any comments, and letting me know which lines you liked or disliked is a good place to start.
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Love it
Your poem is very itence, I love it, and I'm atheist so yeah, put that out for ya. lol, bestest poem so far!
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I liked the middle portion most.. Its a very interesting poem.. and boy am I glad it ended on an optimistic note.. I saw it as two people in a relationship.. both functioning from very different planes in life.. neither meaning bad.. guilt dwells where understanding of a situation lacks.. easier said than done of course.. something I suppose most men go through than women?? I cant help wonder.. The poem seems to have picked a moment up, and nurtured it to know fully the pain it holds.. otherwise life passes by and moments like these seem only uncomfortable or maybe labelled with words like "hick-ups"... A beautiful poem showing your tender reflection and a want for being involved and in understanding things further than what may seem at the surface..
I guess I might have rambled on further than asked.. Sorry
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This is a sad piece that you have penned here but it is a very good read life is so very fragile and each day that we live on this earth our actions will always be held in memories of those that they are placed on life can be hard and unforiving and can make us feel like we are breaking but hold on to the faith that what we desire in this life will be rewarded to us thanks for sharing much love always
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This is sad, and yes could be about just one person, the hurt side of and the side that wishes to make amends.
I think that regrets are stronger when we hurt someone else than ourselves, it's harder to coupe with the tears we caused to people we care about.
Although quite a sad poem, it is written with deep feelings, which makes not only the write but the reading an intense experience.
I'm not sure if I like the repetitions of 'it cried' and 'I wished'. I think you could do without repeating so many times. Just a thought:
it cried for falling so from grace
(it cried) for how it hurt so new
(it cried )for all the things I'd done
Last stanza, my favourite one
Hope all is well with you
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