POETRY ABOUT UNFULFILLED LOVE

THE VOICE OF ANOTHER ANGEL.

In the darkness of my heart,
Shimmers a glimmer of hope
That streaks brilliantly unbidden,
Like fingers of cosmic rays
Across a starry sky.
BUT I AM AFRAID,
TIS THE VOICE OF ANOTHER ANGEL.

In the darkness of my heart;
A distant delicious voice whispers,
A soft sweet melody
That rekindles memories
Long lost and forgotten,
BECAUSE I KNOW -
TIS THE VOICE OF ANOTHER ANGEL.

In the darkness of my heart,
Lingers many memories...
Memories tender and tempting;
Memories warm and comforting;
Memories soothing and spellbinding;
Memories lonesome and heartbreaking;
Memories bare and unbearable;
Memories I cannot tame,
For they set my heart aflame,
AND THAT MAKES ME WISH -
TIS THE VOICE OF ANOTHER ANGEL.

In the darkness of my heart,
Creeps in an angel
Who in wonder stares
At the emptiness therein;
Then with a healing smile spares
Just a second for fleeting solace,
That fills my heart with joys untold,
Which to me seems
Longer than eternity can unfold.
BUT SOON I REALIZE -
TIS THE VOICE OF ANOTHER ANGEL.

Into the darkness of my life,
Flies in an angelic being
Ablaze with the glory of paradise coming,
While clothed in rare and delicate beauty.
But am certain
She will not be my angel,
For something tells me -
TIS THE VOICE OF ANOTHER ANGEL.

OH LORD! WHY?
Must my heart forever in turmoil grow?
Yearning for kindred spirit,
With this rare, unearthly creature!
Lord, my mind knows
This never to be;
For in the darkness of my life
There sits the saint of loneliness,
And therein,
I will forever dwell;
Watching love passing by,
For I fear to discover
This too might be,
The voice of another angel
Come to print a song of sorrow,
IN THE DARKNESS OF MY HEART.