Angels fly together.

Title is totally irrelevant.

A band of angels standing high
one shatters, tumbles from the sky
his wings are torn from winds too wild
it's falling deep, this heaven's child

It's looking round, but spotting none
heaven's guiding hand is gone
the final tears are floating way
it's falling faster down it's way.

It shatters, hitting mortal's space
the sun is shining in it's face
the world seems cold, so lost inside
the angel's found no place to hide.

Wandering under human kind
it's just the winds left far behind
heaven's face is still on her
heaven's beauty, everywhere.

Where she may be, I feel her still
I'm touching heaven's might at will
the angel, yes, it had a name
It's you - the love I still acclaim

Also works as a song : D

Be nice ;_;

I like how your poem speaks with great fondness of someone who is being referred as an angel. I mean some people might think comparing to an angel is a little cliche, but I think it's good. The whole idea of describing all the detailed surroundings was very well thought.

Thanks for the feedback.
Appreciate the comment ;D

This isn't yours. I found the same poem here, posted over a month ago, in both German and English:

Schall's most awesome poems - StickpagePortal Forums

And please don't try to tell me it's a matter of you posting this on a different site, because someone with the EXACT same avatar, biography info, and homepage as you posted a response to this poem.

Closing.