the sun is sparkling, the rain rumbling, and we badly need some poetry...

Thursday, 21 July 2011

Devlin De La Chapa - One Poem


The Angel has my wings
falling from the sky,
I die.

But as quick as day
turns into night,
I live.

Heaven is beautiful
but Hell,
conquers me.

I am limitless
like clouds,
sheltering birds.