Unrest Soul: Fallen Angel Poem by Vincent Onyeche

Unrest Soul: Fallen Angel



To the old heavenly hedge of thorns,
Curse is that heavenward fateful days.
Heaving confusion witty hellion's decisions
Faffing about to the underworld; on earth, evil boxes sprout
Fallen angels grabbed the stolen heave-ho.
Curse is that heavenward fateful days.

Friday, January 3, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: lamentation
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