Autumn VanBrown Poems

~Her arms wrapped around the body as he lay dying in her arms.

The storm came down with just enough force to keep the two in the car. One whom was sick to the point of death held on to his love with every inch of life. Knowing that the girl could not do anything about what was going on,
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an original poem by Autumn VanBrown

The images I see with my eyes and all that is around me
How could I have the eyes noticing the hell bound tree.
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Twice is dawn but into the night,
Life lived to the fullest when the day is bright.

What happens to those who say things they will regret?
Thoughts of taking back the words they once bet.
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~The ground beneath the angel crumbled as she was dragged along, her captures laughing as if she were a joke. Their dark snickers filled the mind of the angel girl, 'Ha. What useless holy trash. Not the most powerful now, are we? ' but luckily she found relief slipping into slumber.

It did not last. When the girl awoke she found herself in an old theatre. It was Victorian, colored burgundy and gold, with a balcony inside of the auditorium. The girl looked up and grimly thought, 'what a great place to die in'. her body was wrapped up in chains, each of them were sealed to perfection to keep her from escaping. As her wings fluttered slightly, she closed her eyes, waiting in solemn peace.
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The things that taint your mind.
Horrible memories you may find.

Though you should not care.
For the enemy is always there.
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~ Looking at the now limp body of her one true love, the girl tried to unleash the chains that bounded her heart and soul. Once Anthriel free near the chains, it was then she realized a burning sensation oscillating her skin and screeching into her soul. The chains were bounded by the Angel's Book of Enoch which held the holy Alchemy spells to bind an angel to hell. Feeling as though she were already in hell, what could have been worse? Gargling sounds filled the air of her true love and Anthriel remained powerless and destructive. Anger filled her eyes as they went from ice pure blue, to a deepened emerald green. She bore such an unearthly power, that it shook the ground into an earthquake of destruction. 'Damn them', she cursed upon her lips. 'Damn them all'.

It was then she realized that evil has fulfilled taking over and she was not only alone, but she was ready to die a reckless death. A smirk drew upon her face, teeth bore the feeling of anger and hatred upon her soul. Her wings changed as her power surged. One wing was a deepened charcoal black with red tips that created a sudden darkness, while the other was a pure heavenly white with gold tips. The balance mixture of her true power showed the truth of who she really was. In mundane form, still Anthriel could go into a fearful raze. What was the difference between reality and spirit? Did that even exist?
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~ Thunder smacked the side of the house like men going into war. Children, outside crying and tears fell without guidance as the ground's warmth quickly covered with the salt of sadness. Doors outside hitting hard and making a statement. Cora stood out on the porch watching as the world around her crumbled. Cora was a sweet and tender girl who was tall and slim. Her hair was bleeding red and hung low like a closed curtain on a cold winter day. Her eyes were focused and just, being the color of sunshine skies and early evening clouds. She was wearing an old pair of blue jeans ripped just above the knee and a summer tank top; black being the color. Lace covered just the rim of the black spaghetti strapped shirt. Her face was perfectly defined and sharply discovered around the neck. Her arms flimsy, but also matched her not yet developed body. She was what you would call a typical teenage girl.

As she sat on the porch, she pondered over the past events.~ *A tall handsome boy with hair as dark as the sky in it's evening of highest pleasures. His face was as flawless as a drawing as it's best. His stance was as perfect as a cat stalking against the fence ready to pounce on the nearest mouse. Perhaps she was this mouse, or perhaps her mind was making her this mouse. Nevertheless, his stature scared her. As he stalked his way to the double doors, his long and spiny hand extended to the tall cathedral door. The door was unlike any other door that belonged to a church. It's glass was formed perfectly like a med evil Camelot store. The top of the cathedral was castle like and pointy, which reminded her of death. After reaching for the door, the boy turned his angular flawless face, facing the girls direction. Looking into his eyes, the girl was instantly afraid. His eyes were the color of blood boiling to the highest temperature as knives piecing into human flesh. Noticing that the boy was not human, she instantly shied away, ducking herself in a near by bush. As she curiously looked up, she saw as the boy reached for the door, burning his skin until his hand reeked of blood and trash. He was a demon.*
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~Archangel's Tune~ pt.1

~ It was well into sunset when many of the students gathered into the school. The world was silent and still, almost like a storm roaring into the horizon. Lights all over the town were out and not a single soul stood.
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~As the darkness turned into light, everything that was once hidden in the darkness, came to surface. The tree hung low as if it were in sudden sadness. Cars were scattered all over the town and not a single person occupied the area. It was as quiet as death.
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As the darkness clouded the mind of the girl, a light formed from the back of her weary head. First came sunshine skies and grass the color of the purest green, then came darkness shadowing the beautiful sky. It was pure deception.

The forest was warm with cool winds and the grass flowed just before the wind was known in the area. Surrounded by tress, the girl went closer and closer to the middle of the sunny forest. Making her way past the hard obstacles of the land was easy at first, until she made her way closer and closer to the middle.
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