TITLE...The "Reborn"

TITLE..."The Devils Reborn"

- Auradeus

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I should tell you a story
A story of a teen,
A person with a golden heart
And leaving above the kings and queens.
Ware, not of good nor of ill
As it was love all that he feel;
With expectations in his eyes...
He moved forward,
Towards the world holding a Daffodil.

With wings of white,
He flew in the sky;
His Grace and beauty
I cannot deny.
He soar above so pure and free,
But all his love in that gentle breeze
Was now about to turn into his memories.

They short an arrow,
That pierced through his heart;
He was held captive
And forced for an evil bate
How cruel were they really?
I wonder how merciless
To cut off his wings,
Instead of letting him fly
Even before he could dream;
For the limit of the sky.

The fall of that Angel,
Wasn't him being thrown out of the world;
His fall was when humanity
Forget the divine Spark within them.
He put all his heart and soul into the world,
But he loses everything in the process.
And now , only God could save him from a certain deadly fate
And so rightfully,
He sent the devil to rescue him.

The devil didn't come dressed in red or black Cape with pointy horns,
He came as everything
The boy has ever wished for....
He could clearly see the devil today;
and the devil looked a lot like him.

When all his light peach daffodils,
Withered and shriveled away...
And the world was filled with Angels craving chaos;
He was a demon seeking peace.
The devil kissed the boys forehead,
And the withered Daffodil bloomed once again.

The boy had an angel on one shoulder ,
and a devil on the other;
But it was the world who made him deaf in one ear.

Thus, in his fairy sin,
Did the Angel Rebel;
To devour the Love he got
He deared yell...
And were created this fading illusions;
Of hope and deceit, Love and hate.
Where was no one to blame..
And no one a perfect mate,
He chooses to Rebel
Against boing down towards his fate.

Devils are not born,
They are made for reasons;
And a few of those reasons were a cause,
For a new Devils Reborn.

And today ,
I will not ask your forgiveness for writing this all;
As in the end....
It's not a story of an Angel or of a villain'
But a person who is both....
                    an Angel and a villain.
And today the devil is writing the poem himself,
As I told you and I shall tell..
Those were the memories of me, "The Devil" myself....
As the devil asked me....
How I know my way around the halls of hell
I told him...
I didn't need a map for the darkness , I know so well.


© Auradeus