Plummet

A Poem by Tai Ryens

God, what have I done?

How many righteous angels can

Dance on the brink of heaven,

‘Til they plummet into a nightmare

By virtue of their own indiscretion?

Should flames rise above to lick their throats

As they gaze towards distant sun;

Deprecating their past, rebellious psych,

Bawling out:God, what have I done?

© 2012 Tai Ryens

My Review

Would you like to review this Poem?
Login | Register

Reviews

Ah such a creative piece. My favorite line would definitely have to be "should flames rise to lick their throats..." only because it paints such a vivd image. The entire piece was great!

Posted 13 Years Ago

2

next

last

Share This

Email

Facebook

Twitter

Read Request

My Library

Subscribe

Stats

294 Views
11 Reviews

Shelved in 1 Library

Added on July 28, 2012
Last Updated on July 28, 2012

Author

Tai Ryens

Bay Area, CA

About

I must start that I am not as active as I should be on this site, though I do tend to drop by every now and then and review what I can from friends and those whose works I enjoy. Currently, I am dippi.. more..