Though this angel is so perfect and beautiful, she has a broken wing, a broken motivation to continue, an inability to feel. It’s not enough just to be, for one must have an urge to continue in this way. We feel an existential motive, therefore we wish to continue to be. This angel is being loved, but she can’t feel that love that’s being freely given, nor can she give love. She descends into the abyss of loss, a loss of sentient consciousness.
Strong stuff. You capture the feeling of emotional flightlessness really well. We all need our wings to work for us and it is sad for all of us when they don't.
no matter perfectly we live our lives, if we are not loved, we will sink into the greatest despair.
there is a tortured sadness to this angel...feeling so alone...
my heart was cut by this poem...and i am bleeding for the angel.
A very beautifully written poem about a sad tragedy. I'm sure most people can relate to these dark feelings at some point in their lives. I like this write.
Though this angel is so perfect and beautiful, she has a broken wing, a broken motivation to continue, an inability to feel. It’s not enough just to be, for one must have an urge to continue in this way. We feel an existential motive, therefore we wish to continue to be. This angel is being loved, but she can’t feel that love that’s being freely given, nor can she give love. She descends into the abyss of loss, a loss of sentient consciousness.
When Venus gets too close catfish have been known to come up out of the water onto the shore, feed awhile, then go back in.
It's business as usual in the Apocalypse. And business is very good right.. more..