The angels don’t cry for me…
The Angels don’t cry for me.
A Poem by Coyote PoetryA very old poem. I learn you can’t be forgiven. Just to live with the foolishness.
The Angels don’ cry for me……
The kind Angels don’t cry or pray for a man with no conscious.
They can give only soft caresses to calm uncontrolled anger and energy.
I sat by the Monterey Bay wishing to be somewhere else.
I was haunted by mistakes.
My greed for flesh and money had left me alone and desperate.
The sun fell into sea. I watched the first star appear.
I wished upon the first star.
For a dark eyed girl to come back to me.
Then I remembered I was the foolish man who left her.
Left her with tears in her beautiful brown eyes.
Her haunting words are a part of me now.” Please stay.” If I left her.
No-one would ever love me again.”
I sat drowning in self pity and anger.
Wished a fool’s dream.
To go back in time and hold on.
Angels don’t forgive the cold and heartless men.
Men who drain young flesh and leave them for dead.
I found her once.
My brown eyed girl came to me.
She put her arms around me.
Whispered “I forgive you. Please take care of yourself.”
She walked away with a true love hand in hand.
I saw she found joy in a man who knew he held a real diamond.
I drank my tequila alone and told the world to back off by the Seaside ocean.
I fell into the sea.
Trying to feel some kind of emotion.
I finally cried tears for breaking a sweet woman heart.
I sat and waited for the sun to rise from the east.
Not knowing if a man could be forgiven for deeds done without heart or conscious?
I pray to the Gods of the sea, the sky and the earth for forgiveness.
I tossed the tequila down. I walked the cold and lonely beach.
The kind Angels are crying for me now.
They are praying for a man who held greed and hate as his love.
I sat by the sea wet,cold and understanding.
Love is the most beautiful and sweetest gift.
When a sweet woman open up her heart and soul to you.
Hold on to her tightly.
Give long and sweet kisses.
Don’t let go.
Coyote
Sept 1992
Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Thank you, my friend.
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True words, lovely poem💞💞
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Thank you, dear Tanya.
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What a touching piece! It hit me so hard with emotions. Thank God the lady found love and peace elsewhere. It’s true that the past haunts.
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Thank you Lamittan. We must seek our proper place in this world.
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Indeed! I agree fully. 👍 👏
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