...My Only Need Hope Is,
As Tumbling Towards Earth…
Some Will see Yesterday as Well.
Broken Wings, Alas…
My Wingless Soul…Free Falls,
From the Depths of Endless Wells
In Un-Ethereal Fashion.
Towards Lands Unknown. Un-Wanted.
Our Answers May be Lost Forever.
Near and Far and Wrong,
My Last Breath as A Sentinel,
I Breathe in Your Qualms.
I Seek Answers,
From the Sky I Fall,
Terse Questions,
In My Minds Eye, The Heavens.
Through Thunderheads,
I Fall… Seething,
Our Myriad of Wishes, un-Quenched,
I Reflect…Loveless…Hopeless.
Disillusioned As Lightning.
A Fallen Angel I Shall Not Be,
I scratch At the Sky as I descend.
Your Wishes are My Memories
As my Wings
Pay Homage to Hell.
Dale Barnes
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/an-angel-falls/
