Lost In Bleeding Angels Poem by Vision Ghost

Lost In Bleeding Angels



My heart beats harder within a soul that’s forgotten the way of breathing
Angel encompass me and let me fall to the pretence that this world does not exist
Let me drift like the dandelion seeds set free by the innocence of children
So many lives rush past me as I stumble upon this winding, nowhere road
I look up with tear felt crystal eyes as I beg to embalm what’s left of me in your holiest cloth

I cry abandoned upon this hopeless ball I’m curl to, so afraid of all that is
Tensed and yet so weakened beyond any sense of such accomplishment
My voice like the scream in the nightmare loosing itself to an unguided whisper
The weight of this world burdens an already heavy shoulders as my soul is bled

I look toward the skies of such mystery and ponder the next place I belong
As a chorus from my heart cries out in harmony with my pounding head
Dazed and confused of trying to find answers that seemingly never come
Maybe a star to descend and swallow me as the insignificance that I have become

Washing me away upon the river swelling with tears if broken, bleeding angels
Their feathered embrace lay me down upon a sensation of a peace long gone
The paradise lost as I once tasted a time before how much I desired to love
So much of life that escapes me when I cannot run but crawl amongst many

My hands so scarred and scoured from the gravel of the bed to which I yearn
For the eternal sleep that escapes me somehow in the daily way of this life
Seemingly my words of foreign translation never reaching the kinder heart
Perhaps I seek with invisible tears beyond the vision of those of mortality

Are there no arms of salvation when I am lost in amongst the bleeding?
My destination I foresee towers above my frame so small in comparison
Would the flare of suns guide me in the darkness or was I bypassed somehow?
Leave me down upon this field of possibilities amongst the barley of hope

Maybe let me release my life through a final breath toward a heavenly sky
Raise my arms to be taken so far away from anything could have ever been
Sunsets upon the golden envisage that I remain here with not much time
Loosing words that use to come so freely but now I am forever so broken

Won’t tender arms find my shattered soul and piece me back to somewhere?
So I may rest my sullen head upon the shoulder of something of a loving care
Lift me up to a place beyond anything I’ve known and start me again somehow
But forever so afraid of a darkness of nothing I shall always live for her love

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Wojja Fink 20 April 2009

agonising yet beautiful..............John

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Vision Ghost

Vision Ghost

Epsom, East Surrey
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