Morbid halo
Broken wings
And a scarred halo-
Nothing but empty
Surrounded by night
Every wound of time
Playing off
A ripped thread-
Making a tear
Fall from
The broken face
Of a darkened façade,
A broken angel…….
AnGeLiStIc
Time stands still
For a single
Lonely
Diseased maggot-
Making every
Bone and
Fragment
Disappear
Underneath a cry
Of lost hope
And decayed triumph
Thrown into chaos
Of disaster brought
By the choice word
Of reality_
Behold the pillar
Of your broken self
The one who flies
On wings of red…….