The Fallen Angel Poem by Ivan Ramirez N

The Fallen Angel

Rating: 5.0


I saw a woman,
by the lake,
her golden hair,
blowing in the breeze.
Her face;
that of the Angels,
Her eyes;
the color of the stars.

Then, the light shining down on her,
she turned around, and looked at me,
with a smile on her face,
and in an instant;
The fallen angel had returned to whence she came from.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ace Of Black Hearts 18 October 2011

If one is to visit, one must also return. As simple as a page being turned. Whether being of this world or the next. Some rules always apply. Painting a portrait of the sky. The clouds come an go but the blue underneath always remains, It is the disguise of the face that never changes. Great, Powerful And Inspiring Poem... Cheers! ! !

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