
I was an angel once,
Soft wings.
Blue eyes.
Knee- deep in thought.
Next, I was Lucifer,
Hideous.
Robust.
Knee- deep in thought.
Times changed.
Stars twinkled.
I was a mere someone,
Knee- deep in thought.
I’m not an angel now,
Not dulcent.
Not calm.
I also am not him,
Not reckless.
Not dark.
For times still change,
Stars continue to glow,
And I am me.
Not an angel.
Not the Devil.
All I am,
And will ever be,
Is all,
Just all,
Just all, of me!
Been liking your poems. Beautifully penned.
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Thank you 😊
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This reads like a very nice self-acceptance poem 🙂 sorry i did not provide feedback before….
Times changed.
Stars twinkled.
Times will change.
Stars will twinkle.
Hopefully…
Take very good care…
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Thank you so very much!
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