'The Angel Cries At Night''
I heard an angel speak last night and he said ''write''
and bring enlightenment to this dark place,
the hollowness that prevails
breaks my silence
I writhe in agony
to see the despicable dead
restless and infuriated
daunted by their formidable grave
they long for salvation...
My stagnated beauty is futile...
Alas ! I cannot restore their lives..
the dead leaves pay their homage
where the ALIVE one fails to visit...
Smriti Jha
For the contest ' angels at the cemeteries '
14.06.2011
I heard an angel speak last night and he said “write”,
“Write of the anguish and pain,
The desolation, and isolation.
May the ink fall like blood,
Spill over the pages,
Making permanent marks,
Never to regain its flawless form again”
I walk down the foot-worn trail,
Bare feet turned black by the earth underneath them.
Here comes that feeling,
The feeling of death.
Creeping up on me, suffocating any lingering hope.
Looking up, a vulture cries,
Like echoes coming from my insides.
I have arrived at my destination,
Black dresses and black umbrellas,
Lined up in lines between the rows of resting places,
Single-file reminders of those bereft of life.
I remain inconspicuous,
Hidden from the grim party's black veils and mascara stains.
Don't fret, my friend, there's hope for me yet.
She comes in to my view,
Alluring as ever, breathtakingly pulchritudinous.
Touching the cool granite wing, feeling such imperfection,
Takes my breath away.
I pray to my angel,
I pray for them to listen to my story...
And then my angel spoke to me and he said “write”.
Mirella Grosnickle
June 13, 2011
Angels in Cemeteries
Black Veils&Mascara Stains
Were are you my angel in the darkness?
Why did you let go of my hand?
Where were you taking me?
Speeding away on your broken wings.
Fixing the broken hearts,
and giving the gifts of happiness
in a dream of hate.
Speed along my angel,
Bring hope to despair,
mercy to cruelty,
and happiness to sadness.
Wipe away the tears
of the lost.
Wash away the nightmares
of the dirtied dreams.
Whisper words of love
to weeping hearts.
Were are you my Angel in the Darkness?
Whose hand are you holding now?
Take them from the darkness.
Speed away, my angel, on your broken wings.
Where do you stay in the day?
Like the moon in a mid-morning sky.
My hidden angel where do you fly?
You are always there by my side.
Everyday you whisper your secrets to me.
How sweet. How kind.
My secret angel.
Where do you hide your wings?
or do you perfer to soar free?
My little angel,
so gentle and curiouse,
how would you fair without me?
Beautiful angel
so careing and strong,
never do you stop to frown.
My little angel where did you go?
why did you fly home on those hidden wing,
to leave me behind?
My secret angel,
why did you stop breathing?
My sad little angel,
why were you taken from me?
When did your smile slip from your face?
Dear beautiful angel,
so kind and caring,
do you watch over me,
from your perch in the sky?
My little angel,
Why did you have to die?
I buried an angel, on top of the hill
Under the magnolia tree
Her wings are long since silent
But she still means the world to me
The magnolia's flowers, cover her grave
Decorated in majestic white
She said the scent was Heaven's perfume
And their smell was pure delight
I was married to this angel for 41 years
Before Heaven called her away
I knew she had to leave this world
Even tho I begged her to stay
I know that my loss, is Heaven's gain
I guess they were one angel short
I know they wouldn't have taken her
Unless it was the last resort
Sometimes when I start missing her
I can't wait til the magnolias bloom
We can sit and talk for hours
While smelling their sweet perfume
She said this is as close to Heaven
As anyone could ever be
So I buried her on the hillside
Under that magnolia tree
Sleeping angel sent down here from heaven above
Unweeping angel never more to feel sorrow or fears
Mommy holds you in her arms wrapped tight in eternal love
Daddy kisses your soft cheek trying to hold back his tears
I believe in angels
I saw one just today
She sat beside a mother
As they took her child away
She wrapped her wings around her
She listened while mom prayed
Through coffee cups and flowing tears
And yet the angel stayed
Nurses, doctors came and went
Daylight turned to eve
Mom sat alone or paced the halls
And yet the angel would not leave
Scrubs of green approached the doors
With paper shoes; mask hanging free
The angel stayed because she knew
The news was bad, you see
A little boy was draped in light
He joined the angel by her side
They held mom's hand as she was told
Her baby boy had died.
An Abashment, Am I? Angel
To my Troubled Tears?
Leaving them Linger, Live Long
a Life Lacking Love?
a World of Wounds that Wakes
What never Wanted to Wake?
’Wait’, Word that Weakens
Every Ember of Ecstasy
Shaking, Shivering, Screaming
my Lifeless tears Lamenting
Mourning for More Maturity
Begging for a Blissful Bond
Their hearts Throbbed Terribly..
I Am An Abashment, Angel
To my Troubled Tears
I Do Deserve their Disrespect
For I Didn’t Dare to Dream
for I Have Hindered, not Healed
the Wounds of a Waiting World…