Thursday, September 22, 2005

Controling Love

Rating: 3.5
He took my life
Without my say
This will forever be his way
The hurt i felt beneath his grip
His constant sense of ownership
But he does not control my soul
For an angel has made me whole
My angel gave me wings to fly
My angel showed me the sky
His big strong arms
Shield me from the pain
He has no controlling shame
His words comfort me
His eyes show me love
My trust restored
My love felt true
My angel took me up
I flew......
Amanda harding
Emma Funnell 29 December 2005
I must say I never was able to understand many peoples poems when it comes to love but you expressed it so well and I felt like I was in your mind reading your thoughts then. It's absolutely magical.
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Azriel Dreams 24 October 2005
Someone took that chard of control away too and I remember who I am, I wish you well. Azriel x - x. For Leslie: A soul in flight with wings beating fast and hard Breathing in to take the nights dreams, Living to breathe Only to reach in the weariness of dawn, waiting for night to leave The cold light of day dissolves the darkness and pain The shadow in the corner begins to fade, but bearing the mark of ridule remains The soul is alone again Lost in the world, the soul must find passion Must this pleasure have the foul blade meant to cut and desease the devine Bleeding with the blood of innocence Rid the world of the sufferer's touch End the misery afforded by cruelty, lonely and sad take the mark from the breast no longer craving the night Stop the want for evenings call Darkness will come again, the soul will be Weak and alone the eyes will not see the madness that comes with the night The music has a tragic grip of the falcon's hunt There is the no radio sitting in silence Listen with your bloody heart, the tune is born with darkness of repetitive beats the music becomes the static of the universe Fly higher and faster, escape the chords of discorse Take the dream of creatures whose violation is love Then will the crimson blood dry and the prey will escape to search the softened midnight air Breathing, fast and hard, with a caress of another Touched by an angel, giving back what was taken Being devine, not of this world, willing to halt the sickness of the blazing beat, taking on the pain Giving the phantom love its last chard of control Soaring with the angel in the quietness of sweeter passion Sleep, turn the music off and sleep in the bosom of another one winged angel, whose soul must land to rest Renew and regain the strength after a battle well fought Azriel x - x.
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