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Collection of poems about fallen angels
« on: November 11, 2024, 12:09:41 PM »

Dark angel

His gaze is cold and gloomy
Shadows distort
His features
He knows exactly
There is no turning back,

His soul shines
Black and dull.
Dark and powerful
His wings
Pride shapes his
Sublime figure
His good and evil
Wrestling with himself,
Evil wins,
screams loudly: violence!

But desperate and painful
His heart pounds
Longing envelops his
Whole being
Multiplies all the
Deep pain
He mourns what once was
Woke up one night,
admired you in my dream.
I saw you, had to go
Dialed your number, hung up.
I was infatuated with you, it was never wrong,
enjoyed the sight of you, but you have passed me by.
Why did I never dare to ask what you like?
Then maybe we would be united now;
so that our love can sprout anew.

Unfortunately it didn't happen, and I will pass away.
Nobody will ever miss me; once I'm worn out.

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Re: Collection of poems about fallen angels
« Reply #1 on: November 11, 2024, 12:10:22 PM »
Angel in the night

An angel in the night
told me about the morning,
about the morning after
and made me curious.
This curiosity was not satisfied during the night,
so I waited until the morning.

I opened my eyes,
and there the angel stood again
in front of me, bathed in bright light
and held out his hand to me.

I took it and my curiosity
was finally satisfied.

It was forever!
Woke up one night,
admired you in my dream.
I saw you, had to go
Dialed your number, hung up.
I was infatuated with you, it was never wrong,
enjoyed the sight of you, but you have passed me by.
Why did I never dare to ask what you like?
Then maybe we would be united now;
so that our love can sprout anew.

Unfortunately it didn't happen, and I will pass away.
Nobody will ever miss me; once I'm worn out.

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Re: Collection of poems about fallen angels
« Reply #2 on: November 11, 2024, 12:11:04 PM »
Silence. Silent silence. Dark night without stars.

A silvery glow enveloped his figure.
So he sat abandoned when I found him in the cemetery garden.
His hope broken; his aura cold.
Hurt and humiliated by the failing world
he presented himself to my gaze.
Shining wings of golden angel dust,
unreal beauty and strength,
skin like ivory.
The graceful slow beating of his wings rustled the leaves.
Only his divine calling was with him, otherwise he was alone.
His legs dangling over the gravestone,
tears ran from his sea-blue eyes,
turned to pearls on his face and fell to the wet ground.
I walked towards him,
gently, with my head bowed,
when my gaze rose and met his.
His eyes were captivated
by the first human being to see him, to feel him. His hands touched my face, leaving golden traces.
I was silent.
His fingers caressed my lips. I closed my eyes,
and they began their journey...
What they touched faded into lust, died a thousand longing deaths,
wherever my hands led, reality ended.
He penetrated my body, my soul,
filled me until everything earthly faded away,
carried me to heaven,
across the Elysian fields, to the end of Olympus.

Silence. Silent silence. Dark night of sparkling stars.
Woke up one night,
admired you in my dream.
I saw you, had to go
Dialed your number, hung up.
I was infatuated with you, it was never wrong,
enjoyed the sight of you, but you have passed me by.
Why did I never dare to ask what you like?
Then maybe we would be united now;
so that our love can sprout anew.

Unfortunately it didn't happen, and I will pass away.
Nobody will ever miss me; once I'm worn out.