Angel With Emerald Eyes... Poem by John F. Bisner Ureña.

I heard the sobs behind the old wooden door
that creaked with the passage of a strong and
cold breeze that rocked the gleaming fire of the
lamp that looked out fearfully between the cracks
in the walls of a lady's submissive room.

There she was shown kneeling and crestfallen with
her white and thin arms and palms joined in prayer,
a soft prayer came from her lips pink like whispers
angelic silent while an emerald tear bathed in pain
sadly sprang from her beautiful green eyes that
watched the stars flicker in the dark sky of
fleeting brilliance.

I stood at the inert door without suspecting the immensity of
the dilemma that invaded as an overwhelming evil to that Angel how sad she tried to hide the acute drama in her face that she was fatigued in her crystal feelings.

Thoughts reflected in her Being made me walk away with
stealth so as not to interrupt the prayer for painful sorrows
that burdened her life while the impression of her sweet gaze
emerald was captured in the depths of my heartfelt soul.

John Bisner Ureña.
Writer-Poet and builder of dreams.
'Believe in yourself, do not limit yourself,
or condition yourself.'
'Together building dreams of life.'