Dieudonne Muhire

My Angel - Poem by Dieudonne Muhire

I wonder,
How many days did God take,
To mend you.

Because your eyes shine,
Like the morning sun.
Your nose as well foundated,
As the Great Pyramid of Egypt.
Your lips as sweet and jusy,
As the water-melon in summer.
Your flesh as soft and warm,
As the sheep’s woo.
Your voice as sweet and smooth,
As the morning birds singing.

Are you an angel?
One night when I went to sleep,
I prayed for tow angels,
To go and guide you,
One on you left and the other on your right.
In two minute later they all came back.
When I asked why,
They replied;
We are all angels,
And angels can’t look,
Each other.

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

Every time when you take a walk in the street you meet different kinds of people some you talk to them, some don't for some reason between you two, but they are some that you don't talk to but wish to talk to. In your mind you will be having a speech but not sure if it's good enough. And this is for my fellow friends experiencing the situation.

Comments about My Angel by Dieudonne Muhire

  • Allen Steble (5/18/2013 9:12:00 AM)

    Excellent poem Dionel, its captured the moment wonderfully (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 18, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, September 11, 2013

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