It Only Hurts

by Daylight Lucidity   Jun 28, 2013


Fallen from clouds I have yet to caress
Dreaming of the wings I so crave
To feel the wind underneath me
As I soar, a dark angel amongst the night.

The wounds and the scars I gained when I fell
Only hurt when I reach back up
To claim the feathers of ebony raining down
From the stars, as if their tears.

I bring sorrow and pain to the people who love me
Without those precious wings I am just another knife
Colorless, numb and encaged
In my own mind; my destiny one to regret.

I catch all of the feathers I can, sharp like shards
Of glass, cutting my hands deeply and marking me
As theirs. The wind blows them to my back
Where they take shape.

Wings soft and pleasurable to my soul
Darker than a night with a new moon.
They twinkle, as if pieces of the stars
Were lodged in each.

Who will claim this dark angel,
Wings ready to wrap around them
And cradle the love they so desire
Tender and delicate.

*challenge by JamesTheShadow*

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  • 11 years ago

    by Kate

    Falling from Heaven. My first thought because you're falling from the clouds and gaining black wings. So, it makes sense. I like it. It's a nice way.

    And it also holds that element of there being some kind of consequence from falling from heaven and the collecting wings cutting into your skin is a nice add to that.

    Your imagery is great. It works nicely.

    "Wings soft and pleasurable to my soul
    Darker than a night with a new moon.
    They twinkle, as if pieces of the stars
    Were lodged in each.

    Who will claim this dark angel,
    Wings ready to wrap around them
    And cradle the love they so desire
    Tender and delicate."

    ^^^^^ this is my favorite part. It has this tender and beautiful feel and it is quite amazing. Worded nicely.

  • 11 years ago

    by ThebutterfliesMuse

    Great write you blow my mind when you write ty for accepting my challenge you win lol!!.

    What powerful and beautiful imagery in each line in each stanza. The first stanza has so much to do with the poem great start. I love the night sky to the dark angel great metaphor there. I love how you put that stars rain down their tears and put it together with feathers. :).
    The second stanza I love the first line. We all seem to gain scars if we fall with no one catching us. Great line indeed.
    In the third stanza I love the knife analogy. It cuts so deep and the fourth stanza with feathers like shards cutting they blend so well together. I love the wind as asavior ( Iin my mind) as the take shape to form into something dark but beautiful.

    The final two stanza blend well and wrap thr poem up nicely. Again I love how you put love into your dark poems.
    The end is beautiful because no matter what angels are loving and delicate beautiful :) 5