Praveen Kumar 
I had a family a loving wife and a pretty little daughter i called Angel
Angel and i spent our time building toy houses feeding the little birds in the park fighting with the little boy next door
time flew by my little angel grew into fine young princess that's when it all started
that's when it all started the fear of losing my angel the day when my princess would leave me and go away
the day finally came when my angel came home with "her" prince charming
one look at him my heart skipped a beat first time in our life my little princess cried herself to sleep
my angel spread her wings and flew away with her prince charming standing in the doorstep i could only bid her goodbye
days turned into weeks weeks turned into months with the grief too much to bear we landed up in her doorstep
my little angel once soared the skies majestically now lay on the ground without wings battered and broken she fought on she fought on
my beautiful princess now watches us carefully flying high in the skies looking down from the heaven above while we take care of her "little angel" my little angel!
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note: for those who have lost their daughters to domestic violence!
7 comments
praveen, that’s a good thought liked it..
Thank you Raji 🙂
great poem….
This poem brought tears to my eyes. What kind of people kill people for no reason? (answer: SICK SICK people
i read the poem again and again it touched my heart, my soul.
i loved the poem…i felt the emotions as if i were experiancing it myself
Thank you KK.