Angels Poem by Aminat Opatola

Angels

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In this dim world of clouding cares,
we rarely know till wildered eyes clears,
see white wings lessening up the skies,
the angels with us yet we seems unaware,
around our pillows golden ladder rise,
and up and down the skies with wingled sandals shods,
the angels come and go in all magical forms,
visits few and far in between,
raising pills on the mountains and into the clear white skies,
pacing the world with large feathered wings
angels aids a part of a dim clear day, shelding the skies as they sings in pretty mushed voices,
angels mends heart of the feared troubled souls,
cause each with an angel we are all born.

Thursday, April 12, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: angels
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Anu Soneye 04 May 2018

Nice one. I really love the vividness in description and the simplicity in language use.

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Aminat Opatola 15 April 2018

Thanks dear tony. I realy appreciate ur comment.

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Dr Antony Theodore 14 April 2018

up and down the skies with wingled sandals shods, the angels come and go in all magical forms, visits few and far in between, .... wonderful imagination dear poetess.. thank u. tony

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