Verse of Versus

A longer poem from my collected works titled "The Echo". Rather religious from a time in my life when answers where much needed.

The death had held

Strong was felt

The demon within the robes.

 

Pulling me down

Wings touch the ground

These eyes of mine glow red.

 

The darkness of ages

The the trick that belated

Heaven opens up above.

 

Nor Heaven so vast

Or Hell if at last

The demonful sin attached.

 

The soul is unclean

My faith is unseen

"God relieve my sin!"

 

For it is too late

Pulled by the sate

The devel within the robes.

 

A smile upon the seventh face

Falling below the base

My wings are weakening now.

 

The wings disappear

Upon my guardian angel they appear

My sin pulls be down even further.

 

An angel appears

I fall with his tears

My soul reborn again.

 

His body a cloud

His face, the sun

The light is ever blinding.

 

Raised from below

By what not I know

Unto the gates of Heaven.

 

The robes now I see

Where only from me

My sins had held me from Heaven.

Author's Note

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