Hidden Angel
21 November, 2003
Author: Forgotton Sorrows
Do you know me? Do you really?
Or do you just think you do?
Im sure you dont. I am as the wind,
Im not seen but I will always be there,
I as the water, clear not always thought about,
but you need me to live.
I am as the sky, open and free,
you look to me for serenity, and hope.
My soul will live on
and will live to watch this earth die
and be reborn once again.
Do you know me? Do you really?
Or do you just think you do?
Who am I?
I am the one you will need forever.
I am the hidden angel
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Comments on this poem/writing:
Leah06 (24.5.241.141) -- Monday, November 24 2003, 03:09 am i love your poem. you sound like me. kinda weird. but just a guess of who you are, i think you are the one person who sits back and watches whats going on around you, an outgoing talkative person who is fun to be around, smart, entertaining, talented, and full of personality and love, but with no one to share it with because no one will take the time to get to know who you really are. I could be way off. but that discription is just who i am, maby thats who you are too. Great poem. Keep writing and posting. Leah Kendall |
Forgotton Sorrows (205.188.208.165) -- Friday, November 28 2003, 11:49 pm Thanks, this has been my first shot at poetry in a while. Your description fits me perfectly. I can see we're a lot alike. I'm going to try to keep posting everyday. Thanks again (snip) |
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