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Apr 14, 2025
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Teen Angel
She sat on the curb, where shadows creep,
A warm evening held the world in sleep.
Clear skies above, a starlit scene,
Each distant spark, so bright and keen.
She wished for wings, an angel's grace,
To guide her soul from this dark place.
Her only love, now lost and gone,
A car's cruel fate, at break of dawn,
Right on that spot, the pain took hold,
A story tragically untold.
She wept alone, her heart in pain,
Drew a cross on the pole, in tearful rain.
"Your angel," she signed, a whispered plea,
For solace there, for all to see.
About This Poem
Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
Comments
RoseBlack
2 months 1 week ago
Very sad
Such a tragic story of lost love. Good use of language. It made the reader feel the character's heartbreak and grief.
Candlewitch
2 months 1 week ago
Dear Mark,
as our Rose Black says, a tragic story, well told. I love the way you musically weave the words together! it is nice to see you posting again!
very fondly, Cat
Geezer
2 months 1 week ago
I'm thinking...
that you need to give the meter a little attention.
It could help to stir the lines around a little bit..
This cruel, cruel fate at the break of dawn, [I couldn't figure a way to add the car without sounding clunky.]
Right at this spot, the pain took hold,
A tragic story, a truth untold.
She wept alone, her heart in pain,
Drew a cross on the pole, in fitful rain.
"Your angel she sighed, a whispered plea,
Her solace there for all to see."
Of course, it's only my opinion, but I think the meter should keep the poem moving. ~ Geez.
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Clentin
2 months 1 week ago
Loved your poem.Shows real
Loved your poem.Shows real emotion.I liked the last verse
She wept alone, her heart in pain,
Drew a cross on the pole, in tearful rain.
"Your angel," she signed, a whispered plea,
For solace there, for all to see.
mark
2 months 1 week ago
Hi Clentin
That's because it's a true story. Was one of the worst corners in the city.
Thanks,
Mark
Candlewitch
2 months ago
My Dearest Mark,
Congratulations on this win for weekly poem....Well deserved!
fondly, Cat
mark
2 months ago
Always a special day
winning a contest.
Thank you Kitty Cat <3
Michael Anthony
2 months ago
Congrtas Mark!
Congrtas Mark!
Best
mark
2 months ago
Thank you
Thanks Mike!
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