Pages Of Time - Cry With The World

The sky cries its tears of sorrow,
And the raindrops fall down on me.
The world joins me in my sadness,
And it becomes one with my misery.

It is not true when they say that you cry alone,
Because the universe will weep with you.
The pain and sorrow felt by all,
Will cause the sky’s tears to come through.

Though the earth will soak up the drops,
It is just trying to taste the pain.
Even the sea will not leave you be,
And the world will cry with you once again.

The fire is extinguished by the rain,
Because it is overwhelmed by the grief.
The wind slows down to a whisper,
Because of the faltering of someone else’s belief.

But, in the end the sun still comes out to shine,
And it dries up everyones' tears.
The dawning of a new day brings hope,
And helps to remove bad memories and fears.

Pages Of Time - Fallen Angel


The sound of thunder breaks the silence of the desert,
And a bolt of lightning strikes the ground.
A figure can be seen struggling to stand,
As the sand near Her begins to swirl around.

The fury of the desert seems to intensify,
While the sand storm continues to grow.
God’s will is being carried out,
Until She will remain no more.

From above an Angel has come,
Banished from Heaven because of words unknown.
She has been stripped of Her wings,
And sent down to earth to live all alone.

The sand continues to whirl furiously around Her,
Wiping out every footstep that She tries to make.
A sign of God’s anger at Her rebellion,
Abandoned on earth where all sympathy received is fake.

Droplets of tears slowly run down Her face,
As She continues to walk to places new.
Shunned by angels and humans alike,
Left homeless and with options few.

Suddenly, She stumbles and falls on the ground,
And the sand stops to swirl and floats down.
She lies there unmoving and breathless,
Finally deciding to give up and in the sand drown.

The fury of the desert fades away;
As God has finally been put at ease.
The Fallen Angel becomes one with the desert,
And can at last sleep forever in peace.

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And then a knight in shining armor, i.e. me, comes along and saves her.
And they live happily ever after. :)
Lol. No.
Although I wish that could happen. I need my own little angel. :(
This is not how I wanted the poem, but for now it will do. I always imagined writing it about MY angel.
However, don’t think that will be happening anytime soon.
Why did she have to die? Frustrations and stress from my life show up in my work.
Ill stop now -_-

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