Broken-Winged Butterfly

Tristan Robert Lange

Have you ever danced with the Devil,
Or written in her blackened book?
Have you sold your soul to the dark one
Who's fiery gaze is a passionate look?
 
Have you spread your wings, my angel,
Just to see them so battered and scarred?
To whom could you turn to for some help?
Try the one who's wings have been marred.
 
Broken-winged butterfly, charred by flame
With no where to turn; no escaping hell.
The color has been singed from the wings;
Butterfly trapped inside a moth-like shell
 
But who speaks for this abandoned angel,
This fallen saint from the heavens above?
Not those blinded by their own reason,
But those humbled by a greater love.
 
Only an angel in disguise...
 
 
Fallen so that others may rise...
 
 
Pointing northward at the brightest star...
 
 
A divine light shining bright from afar.
  • Author: Tristan Robert Lange (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 14th, 2017 12:14
  • Comment from author about the poem: Never judge a book by its cover. This poem is in honor of someone I knew who was being demonized by people who misunderstood her. Scapegoating is not cool! Originally published c. 2011 on DarkPoetry.com.
  • Category: Reflection
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  • WG7

    I've danced with the devil more times than I want to admit. All you need to remember the devil is just trying to show you the painful truth, and the angel is showing you the beautiful lie. You might can't escape hell, but you can try to stay away from it. Your poem is wonderfully amazing.



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