Elegy For An Angel Poem by Elis Mita

One night on the graveyard of angels, I was walking,
That night I saw an angel, saw her crying,
her wings broken, torn, hurt, she was dying...
Angel, such a beauty, fallen from the heavens garden,
I watched her soul escape into the little tears,
to see her there, so deadly wounded, it was a burden,
she was lost, fallen, dying, filled with fears...
She was lying on the cold white marble plate,
I tried to help her, but I was too late,
in the pool of blood, to die, was doing her...
Angel stared at me, I heard her silent cries,
shovels little form on pool of blood so red,
angel, such fragile thing with beautiful eyes,
I cried in rage, next who dies will be god...
I took the angel in my my arms, kissed, loved, held her near,
gave my warmth, words of hope I whispered in her ear,
god will pay for this crime, my love, do not fear...