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Àŧùl May 2015
The saga in her eyes converts into a
Constant downpour soon after
She realizes her freedom from the spell of the dark witch,
The curse had turned her a prisoner in the evil witch's body.
What land – what sea – what wind...
All my life now seems her story.

"Kind sailor thank thee for freeing me."
Her words reverberate throughout,
What wind - what land - what sea,
Everywhere is her presence as I can see,
The wind whispers her name in my ear,
Since a long long time now all I wear,
Is her scent in my immortalized memory.

"Will you stay with me forever, or,
Will you go back to the heavens?"

Though I really wanted her to stay,
I love her and realize what she felt,
I offered her freedom and a choice,
I was not binding her to me in turn,
Everything was instinctive from me.

She seemed in a serious dilemma,
Struggling hard she was in herself,
I again offered & insisted this time,
"It's better to go back to your world,"
But I knew that she loved me a lot,
She tried hard controlling but said,
"I am in love with you since long."

So I am quite right that she loves me,
I am sure even she can forget me not,
Beading all our memories together,
I now know how I can gain salvation,
Not being another self-centric tantric,
"But you don't belong here, dear,
You shouldn't torture yourself for a mortal."


After this, she now looks comfortable & composed,
Ready for making a choice she wore a heart of stone,
Her lips slowly parted revealing a perfect smile,
Pearly smile again ensured me of permanent happiness,
Bright eyes and shiny eyelids of hers seemed so good,
"You can't make me stay away because you love me too,
I will keep coming in your dreams and entice your nights."


But I wanted her in my real-world now,
I prevented her from vanishing again,
I said, "Please stay, now do not go away,
Because I really can not bear that pain,"

She had almost vanished by then,
Listening to my words she chose to wait,
She said, "Even I want forever to stay."

Continuing with her divine dialogue she said,
"Say those golden words to make me stay,"
I immediately confessed, "I love you, Angel,"
"Say you love me too, oh my divine Angel,"
She didn't wait for anything more to say it,
"I love you too, oh my kind & loving sailor,"
Her powers soon left her in a flash of light.
Does the 'Angel?' saga end here or is it a new beginning?

Well all of this angel series was my way of interpreting my own life till now in a poetic and mythical way.

The Angel I finally have gotten in my life is called Loneliness.

https://hellopoetry.com/collection/13567/the-angel-saga/

My HP Poem #860
©Atul Kaushal
Listen… can't you hear it?
The song in the back of your head!
Listen… can’t you hear it?
Those melodic sounds aren't dead!
Look… can't you see it?
The love once felt, not lost!
Look… can’t you see it?
She is not completely gone!
Secrets can't be kept forever
They’ll one day soon escape
The poetry of a widowed lover
May be freed from its closed cage
And i will cease to beg and plead for moral inspiration
And she will cease to oppress me
And my quest for emotional station
When you read it so often
It’s inscribed into your soul
Maybe its time that its story be told
Start from the start
End at the end
Share it with your fellow men
And they’ll hear it too
And they’ll pass it on
So that all of the world can hear its sweet song
IsReaL E Summers Mar 2015
I went away,
For many months,
To discover who I really was;
Just who I am, to this great world,
And why they feel like blood.
When searching deep,
And spanning wide...
I "happened" upon a great wave!
Too big for words,
Only one verb, to save.
"RUUUUUN" shouted one,
Not far but near.
I turned around looked up and saw  
the Son.
"Come here"
Fear embraced me
Hope, my saftey, I Ran like cheetah speed.
And as the waves were at my back,
I stopped and had a laugh.
All is here,
To wipe me clear.
From the face of this existence.
But the Tsunami strikes
With no resistance.
And ears now listen.
The end is hear.
Here me.
"Hell... fear me.
I am the one that will bring you down"
Let faith resound!
No longer lost,
He is found, grounded, and free.
Like an eagle upon a tree.
He's a visionary.
He envisioned, defeat.
Roll with so cold angelic fleets,
That wash the feet, of the worn and weary.
Born of battling, me.
Bored of haggeling sheets,
Made more than most,
Who can see.
Casted the lots in the deepest sea.
He screamed  "Please save me"
I am bad at punctuation... but I try... I will probably edit this little "tid-bit" to read with better flow.
Ishita Mar 2015
I watched him go away
An eerie silence engulfed me
No,not just like that
Words came but stopped midway

Mistakes,some here some there
Stay,my heart echoed
He traced his steps
In thin air,and vanished

Someone like the bright sunshine
Came in my life with an unusual vibe
Picturesque was he,
Like a moonlit night

So we stood apart
A promise broken by an eye contact
Alone shall we live in this mystery land
A dream of us walking hand in hand

And very soon
You become a hallucination
Are you there or are you not?
Questions my empty heart

I am still living
Surviving unknowingly
Smiling only at our throwbacks
Rest is blur and unclear

My tears have dried
Still alarmingly fresh are my memories
They hit me,jolt me,tear me apart
Like a scary bolt of lightning

And by each passing day
My prayers for you widen
May your life brighten
Is all I murmur

Buzzing starts my day
Without you my songs play
My face is calm and at peace
But my heart still bleeds

Your one sole look
Can **** me apart
My mistakes again
Being reborn

What left's now
Is all grey and dark
A quenching tale
An eerie silence
Looking forward to my Hello Poetry journey!
#FirstPoemOnHelloPoetry
IsReaL E Summers Feb 2015
Can't spell
But he means well
Has a mean tale
to tell
Tall tale
We drinkale
And prevail
Over our enemies
Demons hear us scream
We wont back
Down now
Somehow
Someway
Were  gonna let God save
The day
His way
Or THE HIGHWAY

GET THEE BEHIND ME
(Jehnehnehnehneh jehnehnehneh neh-neh nehnehnehnehneh JEHnehneh)
(Crazy guitar solo-to pause-to bassdrop)

WE ARE THE VOICES OF MARTYRS
WE ARE WASHED IN THE BLOOD OF LAMB
WE ARE THE CHILDREN OF THE SON
we've allready won
( guitars) DRUMS
I just want to say thank you. For this outlet.
Thankyou hello Poetry.
IsReaL E Summers Jan 2015
T** is for trials,
Tribulations & torment...
Terrorists trippin
Totalitarian governments
Two cents just spent.
Teachable yet I'm still
Treacherous
...
Take it in, just because I, can.
Thought that I told you,
to tell me to take it tonight!?
Tomorrow will, totally be alright
Tormented by
temptations of drownin it all... in alcohol &
Tramadol
Through the valley I rest
Tested by fires inside of my chest
Toast to the Ghost close eyes &
Then welcome rest.
^-^ Thanks! ^-^
IsReaL E Summers Jan 2015
"Wow I love this" she said...
Truely amazed.
And I as well.
Having passed thru thier maze
And reposted to tell.
Swell
With pride.
Only tonight.
Like Mel as Will
"Im going to pick a fight!"
So I take in the powder
Strike up a conversation
With ****** power
Thoughts devoured
But then like a coward
I run away
With your vision
To turn around and sell
To other artists
The hardest part is the heart is...
JEALOUS "as hell"

I wanted this to be light hearted and centered more as moral support, to my fellow Poets... went a bit south tho!
haha owell.
Xoxo McPoe Seek the deep light creeps!
Amitav Radiance Jan 2015
Looking forward to a beginning
Everyday will be written a new saga
Few, we shall carry forward
After the ellipsis
Much happens even during a hiatus
We are stretched ahead
Time pulls us away to a new realm
New vistas and landscape
Fresh flowers and aroma
Old vases shall hold them
With much pride
Amidst the new rooms
Every wall has a door
Welcoming the new beginning
Old and new protagonists
Have taken the pledge
To give a new twist to the saga
Sometime we take a turn
Allowing us to reclaim
That was elusive in the past
Fresh ink
Shall fill the void on paper
New chapter, new beginning
Story shall continue
With renewed charm
Miracle do happen
If you believe
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