03-23-2013, 04:10 AM
Wreckage
Felled by fragments, fallen from Heaven,
Marble martyrs are moribund, bleeding
Dashed down by detritus, angelic scree.
Now extirpative embers, empyreal fires,
Are searing their soles, these souls dispossessed.
(Such ironic invention, immortal existence)
Forever, we fan the flames, hissing hatred,
Frothing our fury into the fire-
Jeering Jehovah, judging him hindrance,
Mew him to a madhouse, his merciless fate.
Rewrite...maybe i softened it too much? whaddya think?
In the wreckage of fallen Heaven,
Earth’s alabaster saints are bleeding out,
Clubbed by the bones of broken angels
Raining like sparks from empyrean fire,
The enigma of immortality,
Burning the soles of now vagrant souls.
And yet, we fan the flames with hatred,
Breathing our own rage into the fire.
Mistaking God for nuisance plebeian,
Commit him to a madhouse far away.
Rewrite with rhyme... thank you tectak
Wreckage
Ash of burning Paradise fills the eyes
Of broken marble saints whose endless cries
Drown out the requiem of seraphim
That club mankind with severed sacred limb.
Raining sparks from Heaven burn earth to coals
That burn the soles of vagrant, mortal souls.
But still, we fan the hellish flames with hate
Breathe rage into the flames and desecrate
The face of God. Too terrified to pray,
Commit him to a madhouse far away.
Felled by fragments, fallen from Heaven,
Marble martyrs are moribund, bleeding
Dashed down by detritus, angelic scree.
Now extirpative embers, empyreal fires,
Are searing their soles, these souls dispossessed.
(Such ironic invention, immortal existence)
Forever, we fan the flames, hissing hatred,
Frothing our fury into the fire-
Jeering Jehovah, judging him hindrance,
Mew him to a madhouse, his merciless fate.
Rewrite...maybe i softened it too much? whaddya think?
In the wreckage of fallen Heaven,
Earth’s alabaster saints are bleeding out,
Clubbed by the bones of broken angels
Raining like sparks from empyrean fire,
The enigma of immortality,
Burning the soles of now vagrant souls.
And yet, we fan the flames with hatred,
Breathing our own rage into the fire.
Mistaking God for nuisance plebeian,
Commit him to a madhouse far away.
Rewrite with rhyme... thank you tectak
Wreckage
Ash of burning Paradise fills the eyes
Of broken marble saints whose endless cries
Drown out the requiem of seraphim
That club mankind with severed sacred limb.
Raining sparks from Heaven burn earth to coals
That burn the soles of vagrant, mortal souls.
But still, we fan the hellish flames with hate
Breathe rage into the flames and desecrate
The face of God. Too terrified to pray,
Commit him to a madhouse far away.