Fallen Angel Poem by Harshan Pathmanadan
Fallen Angel
He knew not lies
They saw in his eyes,
that truth would kill his fears
So they filled his ears
till he collapsed,
and lived in tears
He knew not vice
they turned him cold as ice
and he melted
as the heat rose
no shape, no form
like water he flows
He knew not greed
They planted the seeds
and like vines they grew
around his neck
the higher he flew
he found his death
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