Angel Statues Poem by Chris Newlash
Angel Statues
Angel statues frozen in time,
As you hear a wedding chime,
Hearing the preacher mumble,
Faces of the statue crumble.
Silently out side they lay,
As you bow your head to pray,
Wings of angels cold as stone,
In the garden all alone.
Some say they were once real,
Once they could, touch and feel,
They say that they fell from grace,
And somehow wound up in this place.
They're so confused, cold, and still,
Alone in the garden on the hill.
Yeah I like this poem, not one for reading much on ere... So it's nice to see a raw talent... My work not great at all but ya got something, with a lil tweaking you will be a great poet..I think that may come with age! lol
It beautiful. I really like this. Its, wow. It's touching. I love it! Lol.
oh my goshh..your an awesome writer and i can relate to most of what you have written..i really like this one, its pretty. =D you seem like a really awesome person, too bad i dont know you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/6/2025 1:35:40 AM # 1.0.0
Very nice poem. Never thought of statues like that. Great imagery.