I am going to write this now, improvisation type thing which is how I write poems. This will be from the heart so I really don't want any criticism even if it's rubbish. Hopefully the following will explain the storyline more, I might actually add a poem in every so often!
Thanks Mynie MacSheff!
Now for this one I don't really mind about voting/fanning, cause it's not really part of the story, but I would still appreciate it, probably even more!
Archangel
My love, he left me for my soul,
To tear it apart, his wings blew wild and free,
He cherished it to heart,
But left me broken in a twisted state.
Individuals, eventually to join,
By the servant who loves,
And downgrades them, forced to wear a mask.
My children, accidental daughters of he.
He touched my soul and gave me strength in death,
But all feelings leave a trace,
A burden to the four,
Only relieved when the horror if found.
One shall be loved and lost,
Hope shall fill and fly away,
One shall be lost and will love,
Broken by the Master, servant of above,
One shall be tethered and set free,
A fury of pain and misery,
One shall be set free,
A will of choosing but not of her own.
A quest unvanquished shall be avenged in White waters.
Well there you go, a five minute poem!
YOU ARE READING
Archangel
FantasyThe Lies Of Jonathan Harper... And The Way He Failed. The title should make sense eventually. Big shout out to makedamnsure for the awesome cover!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
