You found an angel. An angel who flew on wings of cold iron and steel, High up in the cold air. Who could blame you For crafting your own wings Out of dreams, feathers and wax?
Your makeshift wings gave you a path Straight to the sky And straight to your angel Who glided on steel wings. The two of you, you flew Like stars that fell up.
Higher and higher, you circled Into the danger of the upper air. By the time you saw the danger, It was too late. The sun melted your wax, The rain soaked your feathers, And the cruel wind Ripped the dreams Away from your skin Faster than stars could fall.
And you fell, And your angel fell to catch you. The both of you, As one, Crashed down from the heavens. Her wings of steel flashed Nearly as sharp as her eyes. She caught you a second before the earth did.
I found you In a wreck of iron and steel Caressing her broken wings. Your angel was long gone. And you were long gone In your memories of her.
I knew who you were right away Because of the wax burns on your back.
With a soft hand on your shoulder I sat down next to you Turning my own scarred, wing-burned back Away from your sightless gaze.
Silent tears crept out of your eyes I didn't wipe them away. My hands Will never be the ones you need.
So I sat next to you And held your hand As you cried your soul out In the ruins of true love.
Ahh I... I love this to say the least. There's more but... god, the memories that come to mind with reading this. I know it alludes to Icarus but still... it can hold its own personal meaning to the reader, really personal and painful ones. Not that its bad or anything, it's really good. It just... brings back painful memories.
All the same, I love it. I'll probably looking through your other works. A favorite for sure. One I'll be rereading a lot no matter how times I'll end up crying over this. Its really good.
i've always wondered about icarus. sometimes i think who ever first told that myth was someone who knew about love. again, i'll say that i am here if you need me. i know how painful some memories can be, and if there is anything i can do to help, i will do it. i hope you have a beautiful day.
That new concept has certainly made an impact on my thoughts. I never really perceived Icarus as anything more than a 'story', but maybe that's because I only ever remembering hearing about it when I was really young. So thank you for opening my mind to another world. I really enjoy that and its hard to do that now a days amongst my peers who really only ever seem to see in black and white.
And thank you once again. The little things like this tend to help me somehow, even when its from complete strangers.
This is... beautiful. And moving. And perfect. I've always been in love with the image of Icarus and I've thought about putting it into a poem, but I never had the right words. You, on the other hand, incorporated it into a really wonderful piece, and I honestly feel like there's nothing I could write that could compare.
This made me cry. I've read it more than once and my throat still gets tight every time. You tapped into a lot of powerful emotions that I've felt-- and still feel. You've said it before, and I think you're right-- we must be very similar, you and I, because this hits so close to home. I hope you don't mind my featuring this in my journal, not just because I'm the partial inspiration, but because I'm just so in love with it, even if it makes me sad.
I’m glad the emotion came across. And I... gah, I don't want this to sound like empty flattery... I respect you very much as a writer. The emotion you put into your writing is a level that I hope to reach one day. To hear you say that you find my poetry this strong is... it makes me very happy. The fact that you liked this enough to put it in your journal and favorite it… ah.
And as I’ve said before, I’m glad you like this and can feel the emotion in it, but I don’t like that it has made you sad, even if that is a main emotion in this poem. I feel a need to apologize, but … at the same time not apologize because I understand that … apologies don’t make this kind of thing better. I guess all I can say is I know. You are not alone.
Don't apologize that you made me cry. It means that your poem is powerful and that it means something to me. I like poems I can relate to. And I love how much I can see her in the way you described the angel.
Again, I think it's perfect.
I also think you give yourself far too little credit for just how good a writer you are.
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