PoemsBrowse PoemsSlamsFresh DropEchoes
LearnWriting TipsPoetry TermsPoets & ArtistsBooksFor Teachers
ExplorePoetry GenomePoem MapEchoesTake ActionGroups
AboutWrite a PoemDonateSign UpLog In

Hidden angles


For why must I see such angels wandering among us

most just break these angels to the point 

these angels wish to spread their wings and fly home

i wish I could hug something so pure and apology for mankind 

but pain can block out everything even a caring heart 

but I must admit I am no angel but at least I try

for if I do not wander here in this world 

who else would be willing to love them and guide them

but I know I am not alone there are rare others like myself

bound here for all eternity

until our day comes for our judgment day of mankind 

©All Rights Reserved

Something wrong with this poem?

Share

Replies are closed for this poem.

KaceyBarron

I want my poetry to inspire people and make my readers think. But most importantly I want them to know even if they don’t think anyone loves them and they aren’t important, I am here I will always be here for you and give you my love and support even when you think no one else will.

View all poems →

Your Poem's Voice

See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.

Comments (0)

No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.

Log in to leave a comment.