Qryos Posted February 29, 2008 Report Share Posted February 29, 2008 I touch the burnt and bloody wings of angelsground into the sweaty streets and wish for Heaven's rains...I touchthe torn and shattered ghosts that gatherto pluck the broken feathersand wishfor Heaven's rains... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
rev.daniel Posted February 29, 2008 Report Share Posted February 29, 2008 That was wonderful. (I'm an angelic lore enthusiest) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bel Posted February 29, 2008 Report Share Posted February 29, 2008 Oh Claire, that was so beautiful. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Call me Flower Posted February 29, 2008 Report Share Posted February 29, 2008 I touch the unseeing eyes that passbyin hopes they may see what has fallenand wish for Heaven's rains...Hi Q, here is just a thought that went through my mind. I really like the poem. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Qryos Posted March 1, 2008 Author Report Share Posted March 1, 2008 ~ Thank you everyone!I appreciate that Flower It's a syllabic poem so maybe?I touch the burnt and bloody wings of angelsground into the sweaty streets and wish for Heaven's rains...I touchthe torn and shattered ghosts that gatherto pluck the broken feathersand wishfor Heaven's rains...I touch in hope they may see what has fallenthese unseeing eyes that passand wish for Heaven's rains... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Pegasuss Posted March 1, 2008 Report Share Posted March 1, 2008 I touch and feel the wonder,the energy of your smile,I feel your emotions your likes and pains,I touch and feel the tingle of your sensesand feel the touch back to myself.Only when I touch you as gently as a butterfly on a flower,will you know who I am as touch between persons is the most wonderful thing to man. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bel Posted March 3, 2008 Report Share Posted March 3, 2008 I touch and feel the wonder,the energy of your smile,I feel your emotions your likes and pains,I touch and feel the tingle of your sensesand feel the touch back to myself.Only when I touch you as gently as a butterfly on a flower,will you know who I am as touch between persons is the most wonderful thing to man.Love you Pegs! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Argonious Posted March 3, 2008 Report Share Posted March 3, 2008 I touchthe shattered souls that gather,to feel the fears of darkness inside.That keeps them bound to this plain,as they moan and cry, and wish for Heaven's rains....... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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