I wish I could be that special book
in which I could place my thoughts
like the scented rose close forever
never to wither or be dry but
All I am able to do is cry-
I wish I were that special book
I feel my unseen angel reads, unheard…
we speak and laugh and share
the pain and how to make it less
and again, with a calm serene smile-
I find no one close for miles
I wish I were that special book
I find a peace I never felt for quite
a while-I wish I could be the book
and place for the angel rose and
each day say a prayer and return
the unseen smile
I find I am but on a screen, just a page...
I seek the angel on the page and
Up in the sky, my faith tells me
I see a light
I need not cry
I pray…but tears fall on the book
Can the unseen ever be in sight?
6 comments:
What a wonderful wish...a world to escape to..hope..magic...faith...it is open to interpretation but universal in a way...very thoughtful
Thank you Jae Rose
Anjum--A fine poem. Is there some reason you read few of the other poets at Poets United? or, if you read them, why not leave comments?
Thank you Susan -No reason- I will try
the longing is felt in the words...nice lines ....
Thank you Sumana
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