The angel to me

I wake up in the morn

with eyes so damp

a knot in the stomach

almost like a cramp.

I walk to the mirror

expecting a look as sore,

but they are just the feelings

that are crawling up my core.

And the previous mishaps

that are irrelevant today,

are trotting to my mind

something they want to slay.

But I won’t succumb:

there are angels in the sky,

some people pull you up

when woe makes you high.

I have an angel too,

one that holds my hand,

we can take over the world

together as a band.

The angel’s a gift from heaven

stood through my highs and lows,

she has helped me find my voice

from the unending echoes!


2 Comments Add yours

  1. Esha Bihani says:

    Thank you so much for these heart warming words dear! May every sister be as lucky and as blessed, as I am. Thank you for being the best partner in crime and for always standing by
    my side.
    May you be successful in everything you pursue.

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  2. Meera says:

    Such a sweet poem shanyu, may the bond with your angel be eternal😍


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