Electric Angels

Electric angels with ebony eyes,
and wings that aren't for flying.
Cut your wrists with sticks and stones,
while watching mortality from the skies.
But keep you hearts safe from human claws,
humans and their pathetic feelings.
Do not fall for a pretty face,
as beauty in the mortal sense,
is far from a flattering personality.
And humans see not what really is,
so therefore you do not exist.

No,
keep to your clouds,
keep singing your songs.
But watch you don't lose your balance.

As fallen electric angels on earth, are nothing but thunderstorms.



Poetry by Rahnedear
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Written on 2008-11-25 at 13:52

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NicholasG
This is fine, descriptive writing. Many people have known an Electric Angel. I think it isn't that uncommon an affliction although this is an uncommon piece of writing.
Thanks, Nick
2010-08-13


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