Just Drabbles
First poem for this set of drabbles. I'm thinking about using it for a one shot.
Disclaimer: You should know it by now, not mine.
Chapter 14: Chains
Ever since the flower was a seed,When the melody was a mere quarter noteProtection surrounded the youngLike a blanket clinging to shoulders,No matter where one roamed.
It is a measure takenMarked with caring and to the one being shelteredTo the gift, who views the worldThrough twin emeralds
A newly winged angel, Whose lovers believeThose feathered appendagesTo be made of her lithe form will shatterWith the most delicate of touches.
To the ethereal beingNewly born at the dawn of its own time,Good intentions they may beIn the eyes of her companions,She believes that they are chains. Long silver chains Not made of any metal known to manBut constructed of restriction and oppression.
She is smothered, unable to breatheHer wings are boundA sensation of rebellionWashes over the innocent angelFeathers slowly becoming stainedFading into blackAs she constantly flirts with danger.
What feels like eternityPasses she falls into the she is a creature of LightNever meant to completelyBecome one with Darkness.
The angel learns to fly once moreWings pure white , our ethereal beingIs not free of those chains,The prettily packaged lies Known as "what's best for her".They are still there.
She is steered onto a pathTo be with anotherOne who is indeed niceBut he will never hold her heart.
It seems this angel will be earthbound ForevermoreA slave to the bindingsThat hold her of Light that she is,She will fight.
When the time for herTo be bound to this man approachesShe goes with a Cheshire smile on her at the one she is supposed to be withAnd asks, "Do you think we have a chanceAt Happily Ever After?"
, soaringWhirling and chains have exhilaration. Passion.
As she soarsShe flies to himAnd the final bond the angels riseFlying in unbridled joy
Two sets of twin orbs
Sapphire and emerald
Smoldering with unbridled joy.
Wings flap, feathers subtly tipped in blackHidden from view, but known to the who believe perfection is desirableMost likely have blackened wings if their own.