An angel was i
heaven my abode,
far from the oblivion
did i ever rode.
birds and clouds
were companions mine,
Two little wings
had a gorgeous shine.
beauty was blessed
so was my soul
pretty and proud i was!
ignorant of my goal.
when down to the earth
from the heaven i fall,
hurt it more when pierced
the sharp pebbles small.
astound i was
to look around,
it was so barren
just a dirt cloven ground.
The magic is none
and the shine has gone
torn were my wings
i was left forlorn.
Bleed the head
and pained the heart
why god threw me down
like an intended dart?
i lost my wings
and the gorgeous shine
is it the cruel fate
or a curse divine.
Far from the sky
a sound i hear
when a spark of light with
dazzling hue does appear
said the soothing voice-
'calm down my child
the blessed soul is you
pain will easily subside.
heal this earth
from the wounds severe
humans need you more
as a feeling pure & rare.
you will reside in every heart
love will be your name
pain & tear will be with you
as a part of mysterious game.
The most beautiful angel
i am on earth
i do multiply myself
with every single birth.
i make heaven
where do i stay
my presence makes life
even more brighter than a day!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Even more brighter than a day.....good imagination.