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My Angel Flies

  My Angel Flies

 

Oh My Dear Angel flies

How beautiful you are!

Are you the messengers of beauty?

Are you from the home of heaven?

You are delivering the colors from the rainbow

 

How so tender you are!

My fingers get colors at all my touches

Your feathers and your art of sucking honey

Are my enchanting visions of mornings?

You are my Angel fly of my garden

 

Every shake of your feathers

Remembers kingdom periods of my land

Yes it remembers the fanning of king’s maids

 

Your beauty has been taken by all lovers

to cheer up their lover girls

You are my Angel Fly and

you are the pride of my garden

 

— SAKTHEEE2007, Jan 20, 2010

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weirdelf

weirdelf

16 years 3 months ago

dear sakkthee

that first stanza fails because beauty is a meaningless word in poetry, you must give better descriptors. Cheers, Jess, reprehensibly irrepressible