Angel wounded,
Tears of silver,
Halo falling,
Lost now.
Falling from the clouds,
Seems like forever...
Only sounds of demons laughing
And screams of tortured soul to be heard...
Landing in a fiery pit
Of lost and tortured souls.
Angel’s scars growing deeper,
As this angel fears the reaper.
Angels tears of silver start to burn,
At all that was once known now forever lost.
Demons smiling in a mocking way,
Welcoming their new recruit.
Angel no more,
Fallen from the sky.
To the underworld of sins,
So sinister they remain unspoken...
It’s a sad sight to see,
This angel could have been great
But became so filled with hate.
The fire that burned inside,
Sealed this angels own fate.
There's nothing left here now but silver tears of sorrow filled regret from the fallen angel...
Fallen Angel:
I enjoyed reading your poem and it is well written and a good read. Your right hate is a waste of time, even if we can't forgive all the time.
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Yes! I most certainly enjoyed
Yes! I most certainly enjoyed it.