Emile Pinet Poet Rhyme

Angels Don'T Fly

Angels won’t fly
and often cry
when mortal love
is felt above.

It hurts inside
to be denied
racked with the pain
sad hearts contain.

As teardrops grow
and feelings show,
a slow-burn flame
elicits shame.

Love is so near
they shed a tear
and weeping eyes
wet cloudy skies.

Droplets of rain
fuel their pain
until sunlight
restores their flight.


(Rhyme)


3/19/2015

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Line Gauthier February 27, 2018 at 11:59 AM Beautiful allegory. The depth of sadness is very well illustrated. Love the imagery of "angels can't fly" - my favourite stanza is "Yet drops of rain dilutes their pain and heaven’s light restores their flight."