Shadow Angel

 

No one can sin

Quite like an angel.

 

She saw him

and knew�"

Though she tried to deny it

Closed her eyes

and pretended he wasn’t there.

And upon opening her eyes

She found�"

He wasn’t.

He was sitting right beside her.

 

It was then

That the white angel

Was stained.

 

The world threw a shadow

Across her profile�"

A darkness

No light could banish.

She wasn’t evil�"

Just no longer pure

As her desires

Changed the tide.

 

An abomination�"

The unthinkable

And shunned.

 

Cut off from her world

With barriers invisible

To any eye but her own.

No one pushed her away

They couldn’t see

Her tarnished state…

But she could.

 

The waiting was awful

As bad as the doubt.

 

She doesn’t dare remember

Cant bear to forget

Whispered conversations

Salvation in the words…

“Can you love me?”

“I can’t.”

She closes her eyes�"

“Do you love me?”

“… I can’t.”

 

It was then

That the white angel

Was lost.

 

There is motion

In the darkness�"

There is poison

In the love.

She is only a fraction

Of her former glory�"

Shrouded in darkness

She moves through the night

With wings of living shadow

Singing a song

Of silence.

 

Alone

For no one can sin

Quite like an angel.

 

Reviews

[Andrea Vargas]

Well shayla your poem really touched my heart.