Lani: Here we are, November 5th. This contains spoilers (of course), and it's from L's POV to Light. Now, the inspiration behind this: I randomly stumbled across the quote "Every time a bell rings, an angel gets his wings," and my thoughts immediately went to Death Note. With the slight reasoning behind this cleared up, please enjoy.

Disclaimer: Death Note, that aforementioned quote, etc. do not belong to me. But the poetry I write is mine, thank you.


Wings

. . .

The chiming declares my death day;

So loud, it takes my breath away.

I would give it all just to stay,

But I guess it should end this way:

I, silent, looking up at you,

Engrave this final sight so true;

One day I'll laugh and cry for you.

.

For when those bells sang,

My death began.

When those bells did ring,

God gave me wings.

.

Chorus –

And this rain doesn't make me cold,

It just shows me the angels know;

They know the toll.

For some things you cannot repent.

And will you ever be forgiven?

Will this soft rain ever ease your torment?

Never again.

.

Only one comfort I can have,

Only as I draw my last gasp,

Your smile finally passes.

Keep one memory; all I ask

Is that you retain this moment.

Dear friendship is already spent,

But please freeze this one pang of guilt.

.

Still, when those bells sang,

My death began.

When those bells did ring,

God gave me wings.

.

Chorus –

And this rain doesn't make me cold,

It just shows me the angels know;

They know the toll.

For some things you cannot repent.

And will you ever be forgiven?

Will this soft rain ever ease your torment?

Never again.

.

Feel that pang in your scarlet heart,

For now and even till you part;

And on my grave justice shall mark

My every wish and every hurt.

That you had to be my ending

Is too much for my sanity;

But you will never have to worry.

.

For when those bells sang,

My flight began;

When those bells did ring,

God gave me my wings.

.

Chorus –

And that rain didn't make me cold,

It just showed me the angels knew;

They knew the truth.

For some things you cannot repent.

Your dark sins can I ever forgive?

Will my soft rain ever ease your torment?

Never again,

Only in heaven.

.

When the church bells sang for me,

God gave me my wings . . . .


Lani: Thank you for reading! Comments and critiques are always appreciated. Yes, today we are in mourning, but on a lighter note: Go Obama, our 44th President! XD