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Voiceless

Her voice was like the Angel's melody
That could heal the heart's malady.

How jealous were the seraphims
While concealing their darkness through their whims.

A peach that promises eternity
Was sent in her chamber with utmost secrecy.

Delighted for such a gift of immortality,
She ate the Seed that rooted her endless melancholy.

Unable to sing, she watched the dawning of the day
And cursed all the Angels with words she couldn't say...

About This Poem

Last Few Words: It's been ages since I last posted my work here...I miss writing poems so much!!!!

Style/Type: Free verse

Editing Stage: Editing - polished draft

About the Author

Region, Country: South Carolina, USA, USA

Favorite Poets: I am inspired by poets who can depict the deeper depths of human emotions and soul. Simplicity captivates me as well. I have a special place in my heart for Oriental poems.

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Comments

Candlewitch

Candlewitch

13 years 7 months ago

Hello,

Nice to meet you! I love dark poetry. Your title is intriguing and your style is easy to read. My favorite lines are:

Delighted for such a gift of immortality,
She ate the Seed that rooted her endless melancholy.

Unable to sing, she watched the dawning of the day
And cursed all the Angels with words she couldn't say...

always, Cat

The Rain Sprite

The Rain Sprite

12 years 10 months ago

Sorry for the late reply

It took me almost 10 months to come back here again. I'd like to thank you for such an encouraging comment ^_^ I'm glad you've appreciated this poem. Nice to meet you too ^_^

Gardenia
-Always drifting away from reality -

Esker

Esker

12 years 10 months ago

It takes me awhile to comment on new works

Ive read three and find this one the most startling for me
An american in Idaho lent me books while on a trip
and while my sisters family and brother in law sat
around the campfire on the pacific Mount Ranier beamed
against the night still bathed in rays beneath the sea

the clever teachings and word use of this poem is
delicate and yet forceful in its lessons

I love the last lines!

seraphims and angels!!