Angel

The angel sits,

perched upon the rooftop of the large, broken building,

The crumbling society, a mirror of the broken image inside of the angel,

The angel scans the horizon,

scanning,

scanning,

searching for a meaning within the new world he was cast into

A single light flickering near the road, 

the deserted, darkened road

The angel stares at the empty void, which was once populated by laughter and happy surroundings,

but now,

now it is a hallow case of happiness, 

the city torn from the inside out, revealing the truer colors beneath

The angel, his hand placed firmly at the edge of the building,

the light breeze circulating around him, the faint, but unmistakable, scent of the sweet, welcoming aroma of a human

Civilization, 

So distant,

forgotten,

A single crow flies throughout the dark sky, 

it's wings creating an illusion of peace,

the image of life,

The crow silently flies through the clean, healthy air,

the crow disappearing behind another building, leaving a slight aroma in its wake

The angel, sitting atop the rooftop, scans the empty roads below, the abandoned shops, the ruined vehicles,

the rodents roaming around the ground, scavenging for any remainder of food,

The angel inhales, an empty feeling,

an alone feeling,

the feeling of sorrow,

The angel raises his body slowly, extending his arms, glancing down once more,

he lets the faint breeze surround his body,

to bring peace into his mind,

to allow one last moment where he was happy on earth,

He then disappeared from view,

disappearing from earth,

his existence gone,

the world starting to crumble away

Reviews

[Mr.Cardigan]

This is very deep, man the feels i got for this... very good

[Patrick O'Neil]

Its deep stuff, makes me feel the hope and hopelessness. Well written .

[Poe Redd]

This poem really left me feeling lonely..
That's good though. It's powerful.

[MichaelsLyric.com]

This piece is filled with sadness and melancholy. Although, when I read this, this piece might be titled, "human." Maybe, angel is another name for human. I did enjoy this piece. Thank you for posting.

[Haley Harrigan]

I really enjoyed this narrative poem. I used to write poetry on a dailt basis, but, I'm afraid, I have lost inspiration for my poems. Nothing new to write about, writer's block for a poet, a novelist as well, is simply tragic. Tragic, like this narrative poem. The poem is so wonderful. I could see what the angel saw, feel what the angel felt, and I just knew that this was simply meant for me to read. My friend Brooke requested that I read this, and rightly so. I am glad I did, too. This poem was meant for me to read, I am sure of it. And I enjoyed every piece of it!

[Ufi Auttorri ~ Amy C. T..]

Marvelous. Really. I/you/we... see - one of many possible manifestations of existence. This is not uncommon for those that have come here, to this place, prewired with the proper frequencies of mind, body and spirit. Although I can admire the visage it is even more intriguing for me to contemplate what will be done with this um, let's just call it "information", shall we? What should anyone do with these possibilities? Embrace? Reject? Select? Protect? We, the angels, both dark and light, select the paths we use for flight.

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[Graveyardfuck]

This is so beautiful. The imagery is perfection. Great job, love. :)