Losing Heaven

What will happen if you lose the dearest to your heart?

 

Losing Heaven

 

<Soft Start>

A story never told

About a day the sky rained blood

About two hearts that should had lived but they died…

<Music Speeds up>

 

First it was one bullet

Then a storm of many came

As he kissed the one he loved

Love turned into one big flame

A fire that consumed them dead!

…

His eyes never shined again

His heart filled with anger and pain

A promise that her death won't go in vain

 

Once an angel now a devil

Knowing things won't ever be well

They took his heaven so he gave them hell!

They took his heaven so he gave them hell!

 

One last heavenly kiss

Then the devil became his whisper

As the voices within grew like twisters

Mercy died neither hesitations nor fear

For his vengeance red stained the fields

…

Every morning on the ground

Twenty one bodies they found

A number they couldn’t understand

 

Once an angel now a devil

Knowing things won't ever be well

They took his heaven so he gave them hell!

 

<Solo>

 

Once an angel now a devil

Knowing things won't ever be well

They took his heaven so he gave them hell!

…

He gave them hell!

Oh yeah! He gave them hell!

<Hard Stop>

Author's Note

This is my latest! 27-feb-2008
Simply a warning knowing trouble is coming to knock the doors, I had no choice but to write my biggest fears in words, I got used too much of this way of feeling that I couldn't even avoid writing about the bitter end! I still curse my self for writing this one, none the less... I wrote it in a past tense so it wont come down to it...

Reviews

[A.r. Bazian]

hello my good friend!
as i once told you...
such great emotions and such honesty! we're in our best when we are in our worst!
aren't we mate?

love and respect
keep up the good work!

[Micheal Teal]

Writing is cathartic , when release our fears and angers in words we diminish their power.

This is a brutally honest poem and for that alone it should be honoured and respected. One should never be afraid of the truth. You have done a magnificent job conveying your thoughts at the time. The important thing is to not let those thoughts define you but instead - Inspire You!

You are a gifted writer. Allow the beauty of who you are to flow freely.

Even through the darkness of this poem the luminous reflection of your essence was evident.