Posts Tagged ‘wish’
Devil’s Casino
Remember the wish in The Angel Song
The gifted wish I haven’t used all along,
Shielded from the tempestuous calm,
For wounds aching, as magic balm.
But, words fly quick and high,
Reached the Satan in a sly,
He came down heavy on my door,
To snatch away the wish I bore.
Cornering me in my room alone,
He thundered for the wish I own.
Felt weak, but won’t bend my knees,
I, on empty roars such as these.
Meekness evident in His deadly vice,
He challenged me to a game of dice.
The aces, deuces and cinques clashed,
Blood and pride waiting to be smashed.
As the gruelling feud raged on forth,
I, tired, bloodied; but all that’s worth!
It’s pride in my wish – that’s to prove
I knocked Him down in the final move.
Drained, void, slumped on the floor thud,
I, passed out soaked in sweat and blood,
-But I won! Oh! Of that I am sure-
as I embraced the wish pure.
The Angel Song
I met a lost angel this night,
In the lonely woods, in plight.
Mending her broken wings,
With rugged magic strings.
“Can you help me out?” –
Her moist eyes in doubt,
-“will grant you a wish.”
Hands trembling in anguish.
“There, they all wait for me,
Bleeding Souls in teary sea.
Those wounded soldiers there
With nothing but faith bare.”
How could I refuse!
An angel in blues.
But I know not how,
How to fulfil this vow!
With a soft look into my eyes,
She read through the naked disguise
And said “All I need is a drop of tear
To drag me out of this gnawing despair.”
Little startling, little high
A little request I can’t deny.
So I squeezed out a bitter drop
A sacrifice for the little Aesop.
Happy again, she vanished in starry glow,
Rousing up the fallen leaves with a blow.
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The wish, still, I have not put to use,
But those tears I started still ooze.
Written by Abhishek
August 12, 2010 at 6:40 PM
Posted in Poem, Spiritual, Stories, Works of Art
Tagged with angel, bleeding hearts, broken wings, happy, life, sad, song, soul, tears, wish, yell