Angels sing under the altar
Their faith never lets their words falter
On the trajectory of confidence
Their voice echoes in the heavens.
Scripting perseverance as they hustle
Serving humanity is an everyday tussle
To see who guards the people best
And give the devil's evil a rest.
Cursed are those who can't smile
Inspite of being alive
Unfortunate are those who can't laugh
In the face of life their coming apart.
There's an ecstasy hidden in between
In life going through the unseen
Daunting to the undetermined
Life is meant to be lived.
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CELESTIA
PoetryCelestia is an amalgamation of thoughts, words and emotions that come together in the chaos of felicity. Cover made by the amazingly talented @impishlyawarlock . Poem #13 has a special mention in the 'Poetic Expedition' contest hosted by @Ambassado...
