As the evening breaks its amber silk An angel's untouched wings Are ripped from her skin She hands them to a demon A white smile ripping apart her beauty
"Take them, and fly."
The demon, her heart flooded Locks the wings in a chest and turns away Leaving the keepsake to rot Her fate is laying away to be destroyed She will never see her worth
"Why was I given life?"
The morning ghosts whisper into her ears Telling her of dreams from the past That have spoken the truth She knows the demon's bruises and cuts Will be healed in the end
"You are not a mistake."
She abuses the gifts she pretends to have And lays her creations to die In the recesses of a doomed imagination A life worth nothing but dirt A demon bleeds herself away
"I am in Hell, where I belong."
The angel watches, her spirit weak Her wrists chained to her mortality Mocking her belief in the demon But still, she believed She smiled at the demon at that moment
"You will see the truth."
As the demon's soul was stripped bare Her eyes pooled with burning tears And she ripped herself apart Her own hands covered in her blood A deformed monster at her end
"What is the truth?"
The angel lifts her head And breaks away from her wingless chains Holding out her hand to the fallen demon And unlocks the chest that has been abandoned To finally bestow to the demon her fate
Whoa.... this was so captivating and mesmerizing!!!! The age old battle between heaven and hell, angels and demons is brought into the spotlight by this poem and if I read the poem right, they seem together in a glorious ending... Awesome writing and beautiful imagery... you never cease to amaze me.
Like others have said, the format is different. Yet it captures me to keep reading more. This poem is intriguing, it really catches my thoughts. I think this is one of the best poems I've read in a while. Your words flowed very naturally, like silk~ I also liked the whole demon-angel thing that you have going on here. I like how the angel doesn't really hate the demon, it seems like the angel is sort of guiding her. Then the last stanza, where she wakes up. That just baffled me! Just attempting to figure this out of a deeper meaning is complicated. I love this whole thing! Great ink!
The format is different, but it so works. I really like the whole story within a poem, not just all symbolism and what not.
This is really powerful. I guess this appeals to me because I have tried to write something with angels and demons before. I never was happy with it.
This is truly amazing work! Excellent job. I really felt the emotion in this.