Sheets of dark clouds blanket the horizon <br />The fallen angels are dancing and singing <br />Mocking a mystical god in the southeast Eden <br />Soft echoes of mirth and laughter are twinging <br />A pain inside my head I cannot ignore feeling <br /> <br />I close my eyes to their pleasure of the sinning <br />But unfeeling is something my heart doesn’t recognize <br />The gatherings of angels are enchantingly unresisting <br />Even a god with pure heart will hear the salient cries <br />Squeezing my heart a deliberate death by bleeding<br /><br />Kay Barcelon<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/angels-3/
