This talks about outcasts like Hotaru. At the moment, I feel this way because people think that I'm a poseur. Oh, well.
Fallen from the heavens,
Angels live among us,
But we shun them,
And they become the outcasts.
Humans look for beauty,
But ignore what they cannot see.
They watch people pass by,
Just so they can insult them.
Angels watch the people,
Wishing they could be one of them,
Knowing that it's never true,
But hoping all the same.
Fallen Angels we destroy,
When we say we love angels,
How is it that we shun,
And kill their souls?
It just shows what we humans truly are,
The destructive soul inside.
We hate everything,
When there is so much to like,
Including those fallen angels.
I hope that you people liked it.
Mad-4-Manga: I can't email you. Sorry. I do give you permission to use all of the poems that are on here as long as you give me credit, which I'm sure you would anyway. Also, please tell me in a review or something if you use one of my poems. - You write very interesting stories. Are you planning to be a writer or something? I'm glad that you're not dead! Yippee! I didn't want for my reviewer to die! weeps
Alantie Mistaniu: Writers block has been destroyed at the moment.
Silver Sailor Ganymede: OO Interesting way.