A fallen angel hit the winds with his burning wings.
Gazed up in the sky as he saw the golden gates fade away.
Looked for the smile and the scent of the goddess he saw.
Not even in a fairytale they will let her go.
Punished by immortality he screamed for mercy.
Not even in your eternity they said... u smell like love they said....
Drunk by thoughts of hopes and memories.
He spread his wings for one last encounter.
And as the lights dimmed all around.
He found his comfort in an old boy dream of a mermaid, an island and happy ever after
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem