In my dream, I was a graceful Angel
Whispering words, that flutter, halt offense
Members of their branch, stunt growth, they strangle
Immense debates fallen, hence, are past tense
In my dream, I was a wrathful Angel
Unwelcomed visitor of my high school
Vocalized, blasting air, ears all mangled
Papers flew, wind blew, Avenge the un-cool!
In my dream, I was a stunning Angel
My wings path, all things disintegrated
Roofs gave, walls cowered in awe, they angle
Winged creature, pure, their race I integrate
Over mountainous views and seas, I dangle
In my dream, I was a Graceful Angel
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This was very interesting to read. It sounds as though the Angel carried you above your circumstances and gave you the power to overcome. Just my thoughts and what I envisioned when I read these words.