Tuesday 8 January 2019

"The Fallen" Poetry III

Eternal and untouched, like matter,
They follow me, they lead me through dreams,
The world is circular, so the wise say,
At one time it was;
A queen for any king,
Give me my freedom for as long as I be,
There are things I can't force,
There are no exact guidelines,
Born again...
To falling into the hell of her sins,
Together in underworld,
The angels, half happy in Heaven,
They envied us, her and me,
Forever in the underworld.
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