I wonder,
as innocence lies through false teeth,
a repressed entity that knows me well
hiding behind the backs of my eyes,
if flesh, singed and decrepit
has a place as human flesh at all.
I see monstrosity
yet I also still sense the bare and pink skin
peeking through with the
pure and angelic eyes that were hidden so well.
But yet,
something so angelic
could also be devastatingly soiled.
I hope to be truly innocent,
smashed by all cruelties,
but nothing can ever be truly angelic or innocent,
for all the moments just lurk,
waiting to snatch the unsuspecting victim.
I wonder, yet I know...
Without being truly innocent,
no one can enter the gates.
We will all be left to forever wander,
going wherever the wind takes us
blowing from place to place,
like the seed of a dandelion
Author notes
ModernXTimes' prompt was:
“Humans don't know this but due to the war among the angels, Heaven's closed. Nobody who has died since the beginning of time has made it in. Sorry. All of those bones just lying there! But, Hell! While Heaven may be closed, I am open all year round, even on Christmas.” Lucifer [In Prophecy]
Mine [missjlleen] was this:
http://renatoart.deviantart.com/art/Dark-dandelion-99029517
ModernXTimes came up with the first stanza, and I wrote the second two.
A contest entry
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Comments
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I loved the last line. It was well written.
It will definitely stand out in my mind.
You two work well together. Good luck.
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