Demons from Above

Isiekwene Anthony C. By Isiekwene Anthony C., 27th Apr 2013 | Follow this author | RSS Feed | Short URL http://nut.bz/1ib2_-qn/
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Every action has a reward for it. For this group of Angels, their reward is eternal punishment.

Demons from Above.

Fallen from heaven high above,
With loud cries and pains,
So wounded by their obedience,
Obedience which is a disobedience,
To the Supreme Creator,
Following the wrong leader,
A leader whose name is deception,
Whose will is to be glorious,
Though he never worked for it,
Thou art to be punished for such evil,
Never to see peace again,
Gnashing of teeth forever,
Burning such angelic beauties.
Flames that can never be quenched,
Beauty that marvels the eyes of men,
Wings will fall off,
Tears will run,
Colours will change,
Fellowship with the Supreme no more,
Shawl is thy reward,
Eternity is their suffering,
With no more Powers to defend themselves.

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Burning Such Angelic Beauties, Eternity Is Their Suffering, Tears Will Run

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author avatar Lady Aiyanna
27th Apr 2013 (#)

While all the Angels walked in,
Two by two.
Into the greatest transmuting flame,
Violet Imbue.
Out there they burnt up,
Together as One,
Showing their Solidarity,
All for the Sun.

Silently emerging out,
Both enhanced.
None did in Sin,
Ever again romanced.
For they walked together,
With Sun, Moon, Stars.
All for the Love of Creation,
In the Valley of Flowers.

Bringing in satisfaction,
That is true and pure.
The demons fell down wreathing,
Burning to the core.
For the Angels where all powerful,
They just knew the way.
Sending all the Evil back,
Into their realm to stay.

With All of Creation joining hands,
To smile and to Unite.
Declaring the greatest enhancement Above,
From the Greatest of Height.

They rushed with a blanket,
Covered them both.
As they emerged unscathed,
With enhanced wings.
Becoming the pioneer of that love,
In the greatest voice that sings.
That is how they captured all,
They showed colour bearing fruit.
They are now falling in madness,
As they now scream.
They have nothing to show,
To refute.

Now they are falling,
They cannot crying.
They have hatred,
But Angels are in love.
For the Demons now play,
With the world below,
While true Angel play happily,
In world Above.

By Anisha Achankunju (C) Lady Aiyanna 28th April 2013

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