Her wings are covered in stars
That shimmer like the Moon
Shining brighter than a thousand suns
They radiate with elegance and grace
Her eyes kind and forgiving
Only knowing how to help
Not wanting anyone to suffer
Anymore
Her words spoke volumes
Helping others achieve the impossible.
She knew how much
They needed her...
Yet they had no idea.
She didn't mind any of this
Only happy to help how she could.
If this was the only way
That would be just fine with her.
However, if you look closely
You can see the sorrow
Stitched in those wings
Their Aura couldn't be compared
To anything else.
The sadness that they held
Was unlike anything you could imagine.
Those eyes had many locked doors
Nobody could break through.
The colors changing with the
Combinations
The words she spoke
She was never able to listen to.
Just a hypocrite to her own advice.
Merely a bird singing of how to fly
Without being able to itself
Yet
Somehow
That was the beauty of it all.
Even if her smile
Hid broken tears
She was beautiful in every way.
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Poems of the Few
PoetryThis book is just a bunch of poems, so if you like looking at poems... well this is the book to read. All the poems were written by me. The songs at the beginning of the poems are either songs I personally enjoy listening to or just songs that go w...
