when someone stops loving you

fallen angel

I'm watching you slip away
Out from my fingers that hold you so dear
With words flowing from your lips
Accidental insults that I only know the true meaning of
Perfunctory words that seem to be lacking
The affections that you once had

You are falling away my angel
It kills me to watch you go
To leave me in this cursed Utopia
Alone alone alone

You forced me to love you
With all my heart and soul
And I gave it to you willingly
Wanting to lose control

But before the transaction was complete
You let me go
My heart drops to the floor
Still beating with love for you

And with that you're gone
Stripped of your wings and halo
That signifies that to I once belonged
I watch you fall down to earth

I scream out one last time
I love you I love you I love you . . . you can still be mine

You look back at me and smile continuing your descent
Falling to everything I hate and resent

You have fallen my angel left me here alone
With the feathers from your wings still clinched in my hand

They will serve as haunted reminders of our love bedamned

Poetry by philip reis
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Written on 2007-01-09 at 18:16

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I was reading your works and i could only say that you have great talent - sorry for not replying to your email months back. But your good and i'm moved by your poems.

I found myself reading your work and I had to come back again to read some more. Awesome is the word. The feelings were well displayed. Good work.

it is always sad when an angel falls out of our world. This poem hurts in a beautiful way.

betsy Firefly
I remember those years! It took so=o=o long to get over it for me. How about you?

A very eloquent poem that most of us can identify with.....sadly.

Peter Humphreys The PoetBay support member heart!
This is such a powerful, sad and moving poem, written with skill and care. Sometimes when the heart cries poetry can help ease the soul.

love; it holds us on its palm, and all we can do is scream. for all the good of love, i personally think it holds more pain than joy. a good poem.

Love can be painful....

Beautiful, heartfelt poem!


A painful read philip, I do so feel for you, it happened to me, but he let go. I am still splattered and haven't found a way to put myself back together yet, but we must keep trying. Great poem. Wishing you much love in 2007 Tai