Little Broken Angel Poem by Silentpoet Grl

Little Broken Angel

Rating: 5.0


little broken angel,
i know it hurts
i understand the pain
i see the scars
i know you have become numb inside
i know you just want to run away

little broken angel,
i see what happens
i know you feel worthless
i understand you feel shame
i know it makes you want to hide
i know that you are so afraid

little broken angel,
i see your tears
i have watched you cry
i know how you are so alone
i know that heartache
i know you need healing

little broken angel,
i see its getting worse
i see the bruises
i know what goes on behind closed doors
i understand you can't stop it on your own
i know that this can't go on any longer

little broken angel,
its time to spread those wings
its time to try and fly away
its time to listen to this message from my grave
i know this cause i am the ghost...
the ghost of where this path is leading.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Cosmic Dreamer 03 November 2011

Speechless... I think this is my favourite of your poems... Brilliant! !

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Pondering6649 H 03 November 2011

Wow! Very hard hitting

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Hans Vr 03 November 2011

A very deep poem of intense loneliness, very well written. Bruises and scars all over, the reader can feel the pain Listening to an apparently compassionate, yet deceiving ghost. Just at the other side of the help-line are compassionate people who can beat up the ghost and with their wonderful glue of empathy can repair the wings of the angel inside, meant to live a life full of beauty on earth. Wow, Grl, you got me really in a special mood. Great poem.

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wow that a rlly good poem it says a whle lot it makes you think

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Crimson Love 04 November 2011

This poem is glorious, Your wording, and repitition, makes the poem all the more magnificent, Truly a lovely piece of art.

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Bella Hernandez 04 November 2011

beautiful poem written so well an angel whose pain you can see so clearly and wanting to help that angel ~Bella

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Jacqui Broad 04 November 2011

Some broken angels wait for their wings to heal, before flying away. Often, it does not, then they can never fly again. Unless, somebody picks them up from the ground, like a bird who's fallen out of the tree, and nurse them gently back to being strong... A sad poem, but I did see an inspirational message...

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Ency Bearis 04 November 2011

A poignant poem, and with such compassion to those little angel, expressed well poetically.

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