Upon the Dark and Scattered Shadows
Of Doubt and Fear, Unbidden, Unchecked,
Sits a Lowly Angel, Waiting,
For Robes of Finest Silks, Bedecked
With Heaven’s Hope and Immortal Light,
To Wipe Away Each Despairing Tear,
Cast Adrift Upon a Sea of Souls
Where Misery Reaches Year after Year.
Upon this Bastion of Disappointment
She lurks with downcast eyes,
Longing in her Heart of Hearts
For Love that Releases O’er Burdened Sighs,
Yet Never does she lift her Gaze,
Nor Stretches out her Trembling Hand,
But Weeps in Melancholic Bliss,
Prisoner to a self-made land
Of hollow promises and subterfuge,
Painted faces of greed and lust,
And never does she Ask,
Not Once,
For Love to Heal her Shattered Trust.
~Morgan~
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Beautiful Original Artwork by: Lady Symphonia at Deviantart.com
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Powerful, particularly love the last line about asking for help
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So often we simply live day to day without even thinking to ask, which is far more of a tragedy, methinks, than whatever caused the trust to be broken in the first place. Thanks Ever so, Michelle!
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Hauntingly beautiful
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Sadly so, Lisa, yet I thank you 🙂 Hoping you had a pleasant week end 🙂
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Amazing, Morgan! Very strong an powerful.
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Thank You Hanne 🙂 This picture just told such a sad story, I thought, yet one that so many people live out every day.
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Sometimes, we need writers like you to put words to those unspoken feelings. One feels recognised and in that recognition a slight shift within might take place…
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Beautiful! I love it! ❤
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Many Smiling Thanks Ashley 🙂 Blessings my Frined~
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