Downwards.
No longer a child of heaven.
Stripped from thy wings
No more the angel sings.
Torn away from righteousness
Bound for darkness.
No longer a ring upon the head
Horns of evil sprout instead.
Into a demon I turn
Forever in the Hell fires I burn.
The light has faded away
Forever away it will stay.
Fallen I have done
Prayers.....I have none.
Out of graceful hands
Alone I stand
Away from grace
In this desolate place.
My soul and body rot through time
For what I've done is like a crime.
The fallen angel I will forever be
Locked in torment never to be free.
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As an atheist, I still have to say this was a great poem. From being cherished to being condemned -- excellent.
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Thank you so very much. Glad you enjoyed it.
Agree with Hully I’m an atheist too but I like the poem all the same well written :)
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Thank you so very much. Glad you enjoyed it.
a great read indeed, well written. it's easy to put your self in their shoes, stripped from beauty to endless darkness.
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Thank you a lot. Glad you liked it.
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