(painting interpretation)
Tell me Angel why am I here,
Tell me now, does my time draw so near?
Speak to me Angel there is nothing I fear.
As I sit here next you I ponder my fate,
I muse at your silence before it’s to late.
Tell me Angel why am I here,
Tell me now, does my time draw so near?
Speak to me Angel there is nothing I fear.
You stand there so silent it hard to relate,
So I sit here and talk while I ponder my fate.
Tell me Angel why am I here,
Tell me now, does my time draw so near?
Speak to me Angel there is nothing I fear. |
Poem Style – Rhyme / Poem Catagory – Other
Written by Lady Kathleen
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I am a Website Designer, but I love to write for fun. My passion is writing poerty as well as other things. I hope you have enjoyed my poems. And perchance there was one that made you smile or made you think, well then my job is done. I also have tryed my hand at writing a book, well more a fable, and instead of publishing through normal channels I have decided to give a copy to anyone that donates to help run my sites, You can find out more about this in the side panel of this blog. Thank you again for visiting.
