Flight of the Damned Date: Saturday, 2nd August 2008 @ 05:00:22 AM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry Contributed By: ingeniusidiot Pale skinned angels Freefall from a darkening cloud As they watch with steely eyes While the sun sets and night becomes heaven’s shroud Having no wings and tongues as sharp as knives Piercing the mortal soul with their yells so shrill and loud Resembling banshees rising from Hell but are angels cast from Heaven Blending with the shadows of the night befalling Awaiting the chance to claim the soul forlorn and alone When they can take possession of their delicate prize Never completely making their presence known Swimming effortless in their ocean of deceit Their hair flowing like rushing water yet their hearts are set in stone In order to bring their victim along they will stop at nothing, the flight of the damned Neither Heaven nor Hell, a world unto itself Like a kaleidoscope of multi facets reflecting the many faces of the moon Be leery of the dark for they stand there watching, those things that go bump in the night Waiting disguised by the shadows, while the fearful pray that morning will be coming soon Yet they promise better things, no more death, no more tears As with a tender voice erasing all doubt as the weary soul begins to oppugn For be afraid their lies fall like the raindrops during a summer storm Flight of the Damned… 2008 This poem is Copyright © ingeniusidiot Important note: ALL POETRY ON THIS SITE IS COPYRIGHT. If you wish to use any poem for any purpose, please either EMAIL Mick from the sites feedback form, or go to the AUTHOR'S site and EMAIL the author for permission. If you Email Mick for permission on any poem that is not his personal works, he will endeavor to contact the author on your behalf. This poem comes from Your Poetry Dot Com https://www.your-poetry.com/ The URL for this poem is: https://www.your-poetry.com/route.php?page=poetry/PoemDetail&story_id=144313