His heart was tainted,
Some said it wasn't there.
Her innocence had been dented,
There was no room for love in there life to spare.
Two elements that belonged to different worlds,
Two strangers whose path Should never have crossed.
Those hands Should have never been touched for there hangs the swords,
Around their neck, oh! Here comes the wrath.
Their eyes met in a war,
Like ice met fire.
How can someone so tainted feel something so pure?
So touching , so forbidden, so secure filled with their desire..
Their first touch was electrical,
Like the sun's first ray's has touched the dark grounds.
And first kiss was magical,
Just as the moon shines the sky that it surrounds..
But then the angel was taken by the devil...
And the prince was incomplete and broken,
Filled with wrath and the bloodbath that awaits the wrath peril,
Searching for his angel he found the devil and ripped his heart apart for cutting his angels wings in token.
The angel was back in the arms of her saviour,
A little dented and a little broken.
But in peace because she was with her prince , her anchor.
Their eyes met again like fire met ice with so much love as their story was spoken.
Hey readers... I'm back. With a lovestory 🤩🤩.. I was reading a book called *mafia and his angel* and I thought let's write a poem on this a-mazing book.. so here it is.. presenting "lovestory" ..thank you my dearest friend_stargazer101_ for editing this.. and thanks to all of you who have read this poem.. please vote, comment and share.. thank you all and love you all ....
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Poetry*Life goes on and on.. All you have to do is move on.. Smile and start your day with glee . Let your insecurities flee You are strong with your bangs and curls, Why? Because you fight like a girl. Life goes on and on.. All you have to do is move on...
