A/N: A poem about Kurapika...
Dark Wings of an Angel
I
An angel with dark wings,
Could it be possible?
Angel having crimson eyes,
Is it true?
Never did I see,
An angel with dark wings,
Having those crimson eyes,
Hovering above thee.
Though heart is pure,
Intentions are good,
It's not the same when you see,
An angel with dark wings.
It's hard to believe,
Such a creature exists,
Only in the hearts,
Full of revenge, or anxiety.
II
Eyes of thy troops,
Chains of eternity,
Friends, trustworthy,
An angel did exist.
Revenge in thy heart,
Hatred immersed in thy chains,
Wit to avenge,
A dark angel shall exist.
Lovely on the outside,
Brave, serene, caring,
Simple characteristics
of an angel, indeed.
But behind good looks,
Courage, serenity, care,
Lies a dangerous, threatening
Life of a dark angel.
III
One second, you're staring
at a lovely face,
On the next, you'll find yourself,
Facing the creature, you somehow dread.
No weapon, no chains,
No sound at all.
But somehow, that penetrating look given by the angel,
Would make you melt, or sweat even under the cold sky.
Dark angel he becomes,
Sad melodies coming from the heart.
But though he is,
A beautiful angel he once was, would not be forgotten.
A/N: What do you think? Cool? ...Nah! Anyway, review please.