Fallen Angel Poetry: Broken Wings


Broken Wings

An angel of repentance with a heart of stone.

A heart that was once soft to the touch, now lay dormant, cold as rigid ice.

Her long dark flowing hair wrapped around a pale slim body adorned with broken wings

torn to shame, which she wore like bad memories.

The fallen angel once was inhabited with a warm rich soul,

but now it hovered listlessly,
confused feeling cold and abandoned.


Once flying high above the spiritual universe,

she twinkled with the stars and shone with the moon.

Now she struggles for the warmth of the sun

and the love, of an everlasting spirit…


Broken wings, broken soul.

Broken heart.

Will she prevail to rise again?


-Ariana R. Cherry

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