When Angels And Demons Collide
Author: Marion Carroll
Like Sleeping Beauty, in her crypt, she lay in wounded rest.
The Angels hovered closely, in answer to prayered request.
Who dared to hurt this child of God? Whose evil mind could conceive,
of bringing sorrow to a heart, so vulnerable and naive?
No less than a Son of Satan, had appeared as meek as a lamb,
and coveted the heart of a woman, who belonged to a King of a man.
He did his best to win her, but she stayed fast and true.
And when he failed to claim her soul, he beat her black and blue.
He left her broken and bleeding; not living, and not yet dead.
But while hatred had wreaked it's havoc; love kept her alive, instead.
And when the King had found his Queen had very nearly died,
he fell down on his knees, threw back his head, and loudly cried:
"My God, My God! You cannot take the life out of my chest!
My blood runs through the veins around the heart within her breast.
Without her, I am nothing. She is the air I breathe.
Please God, to save her, I'll do anything you ask of me".
For many days and many nights, the Angels formed a chain,
of Heavenly protection, to make her whole again.
And while she slept, she was aware that Love was by her side.
For Hell has known no fury, as when Angels and Demons collide.
The darkness passed, the Angels now are singing songs of joy.
The light of love has overcome what hatred would destroy.
Though weary from the battle, the King flew to her side,
and stayed for every minute, till she opened up her eyes.
The Queen awoke, still battered, but grateful to be alive,
her heart intact and time still left, to become a faithful Bride.
She and her King, remain in the place where their love will always dwell,
for the King had slayed the Demon, and sent him screaming back to Hell.
We, who love our gentle Queen, are grateful for her return,
and pray to God, that Demon, will now and forever, burn.
Tipping our hats, we bow to them, the King and Queen of Hearts,
and wish for them, a lifetime, of happiness that never parts.
Comments on this poem/writing:
|Terrie* (126.96.36.199) -- Friday, June 23 2006, 05:43 am|
in a few shared words....MC, your words here have great meanin' to me..i hope you cain hear the words i so try to share....thank you !
|John Foster (188.8.131.52) -- Friday, June 23 2006, 04:24 pm|
The storyline and most excellent rhyming is what makes this poem so good. You certainly have talent.
|MC (184.108.40.206) -- Friday, June 23 2006, 09:12 pm|
That was a very high compliment, coming from one so talented as you. =) You made me smile!!
|Meridian (220.127.116.11) -- Saturday, June 24 2006, 06:03 pm|
I'm gonna be a copycat and say what's already been said, for this poem leaves me unable to express myself freely, it was that good! You are talented! My mind goes back to that poem of yours, about "About Women and Their Bodies" or something to that effect! Absolutely fabulous!
|MC (18.104.22.168) -- Monday, June 26 2006, 05:17 am|
Thank you, for your nice compliments. This was based on an actual event; part real, part fantasy. I just wish, for my friend, that what was real and what was fantasy, were reversed.
|Tammy (22.214.171.124) -- Monday, June 26 2006, 04:07 pm|
I will have to agree with everyone here, this poem is excellent, and you are a very talented writer! Wonderful Poem..
|MC (126.96.36.199) -- Wednesday, June 28 2006, 09:21 pm|
Thank you, so much. I appreciate everyone's compliments. I love being a part of this poet family.
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