Angels Poem by Laura arwen

The angels are
the lead of
my dreams
Angel is a
romantic, crazy and
sweet word and
it is in
the lover heart
Angel is a
magic and hard
arrow
The angels are
a dangerous medicine
because they are
free and happy
For somebody the
angels are a
menace and
to live is
a risk
Sometimes the angels
work in the
night because they
are simple and
strange
The angels live
in a magnificent
and quiet paradise
but a few
live in the
real world
They know the
truth and the
story of the
real and beautiful
music
They are the
God and Jesus'
helper but nobody
knows it
The angels believe
in the existence,
in the dream
and in the
peace but they
haven't the courage
to face the
experience
They have the
supernatural powers but
they aren't magician
They are a
mixture of the
infinite religion
They are secret
but only the
pure people see
them