Best Fall From Grace Poems
I watched angels fall from grace today
I wondered how could this be
I looked to the heavens to ask
How could this have happened
How could angels fall so fast
I stood there I watched angels falling
I wondered how could this be
For aren't angels a part of thee
He looked down at me and said
"Yes my dear" indeed they are
But you see I gave them free will
When I set them free
Until they come back to me
I felt a tear roll down my cheek
As I stood in silence and watched
Then I laughed and I thought
HE should have chosen me
Then he would have seen
That I would never be
An angel who fell from grace
I watched angels fall from grace today
I ask myself how could this be
Why would the powers that be
Ever let such a thing happen
Then I looked up and I saw me
I was the one falling from grace
I remembered He once told me
You will have free will " till "
you come back to me
So I'll let you be
I watched an angel fall from grace today
But then I realized that it was me
As I looked into that mirror
I saw her staring back at me.
9,13,2010 4pm Monday
Since I was little I've thought about angels falling, must be the catholic church.
Before the beginning of time when Chaos ruled Hell and Night
Into the depths of this Cosmos, a Paradise, perfectly placed.
Above this darkness, a heaven drawn forth in a burst of light
Before the beginning of time
From the Garden of Eden, henceforth, Adam and Eve were disgraced
Lo! A fallen angel changed himself to a serpent in Eve’s sight
Banished, they fled before God to a wilderness, forever displaced.
Forbidden fruit had shown them the difference of wrong from right.
In Pandemonia, Demons conspired, sin and death be interlaced.
God sacrificed his Son to save them - from Hell's eternal plight.
Before the beginning of time
Suzanne Delaney
For Suzette Crous
Roundel Competition
Sparkle from a whitened tooth
a seamless movement of pace,
enslavement in catholic youth
buried under a veil of lace.
Elegance from a pearl white gown
truth hidden from her face,
under a studded crystal crown,
in slender and with grace.
Dreams of a forever and ever.
An eternity set for revamp,
taunted by a death of a ghost
images of an ivory camp
long life and regal host
(Princess Charlene Lynette Wittstock)
In a field of bloody flowers,
Stood a lonely boy.
Over him a flower towers;
Eyes him like a toy.
He tries to cry,
To run and shout,
But the red sky,
Has no way out.
He cries;
He calls;
He dies;
He falls.
Villanelle: The fall from grace is the shame borne as lost face
The fall from grace is the shame borne as lost face
What were once cherished hopes serve only to nag
The first to fall papal pride in the purple stride of mace
All that one once fought for family position place
Lie now trodden by the wayside no sweat nor brag
The fall from grace is the shame borne as lost face
The once fine psittacine nose at parties shone with grace
Now hangs pudgy a curlicue strawberry smudge a snag
The first to fall papal pride in the purple stride of mace
The ego shifts about the hidden interstices of the maze
Fears of the embattled siege in the psyche’s empty bag
The fall from grace is the shame borne as lost face
Sudden moments of anger take all spouse job and lace
Ego stomps out of the house grimacing grudge vowing no lag
The first to fall papal pride in the purple stride of mace
Deserted one sits unwashed on the pavements in disgrace
Eyes avert insatiable molly-coddled egos which drag gag
The fall from grace is the shame borne as lost face
The first to fall papal pride in the purple stride of mace
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2014
I am
But a worm
Crawling in the
Damp dark earth
Or yet
A creepy bug
That can neither
Fly nor walk
Have I
Stumbled so far
To warrant
This transformation?
How have
I so lost
My way
As to lack human form?
Insidious erosion
Of things so fair
And decent
Day by day die
Discipline the heart
The mind
The soul
For survival of grace
TLR 8-3-17
I've fallen from grace
Crashed through the sky
Landing crumpled where I lie
My sins are what sent me tumbling
Weighting down my soul.
Wings ripped out
Im bleeding from the scars
I've been cast out forever
My golden halo no longer shines
My sins forever haunt me
Lies, darkness, and empty eyes.
My fall from grace has left me hallow
Wishing for the girl who used to fly
Before the lies
Before the wrong paths my feet followed
My mortal sins confine me
Tormenting me in the form of
Darkness and daemons
which attack me from all sides
As they invade my mind.
If not for being branded on my soul
I'd just wash them all away
Hoped to turn the water black
Cleansing the shadows to light again
Ill live amongst the sinners now
Forced to fight and try to survive
It's my eternal punishment.
Forced to wonder with those like me
Other who have fallen
because of their dark and secret sins
Aging till we die.
Maybe then I'll be forgiven
For the sins written in my soul.
Maybe then in deaths embrace
ill be able to fly again .
I once lived in a land of welcomes, greetings, hellos, and sweet goodbyes I now reside forevermore in a forever place of hellos and never goodbyes
Here I stand in darkness, nowhere near anything that looks like home Fear came with my fall from grace, but I am also dejected and alone
My abode was a most beautiful mansion overlooking a scenic hillside I am now condemned to this awful dwelling place, wishing only to hide
Everything I behold is fraudulent, including the flowers in my hand I was condemned to this place of the doomed and never never land
I have no one to blame, because it was I who caused this awful pain I have been a receiver and not a giver, because I sought only to gain
A fake, a flake, a heart breaker, and an unmerciful taker A sin seeker; now, I'm being punished with the evil maker I am one of many fallen angels who flirted with danger And to confusion and rebellion, I was not a stranger
I knew better, but willfully chose not to listen or heed the Divine I chose to be selfish and proud, always reaching for what was mine
The light that I see here is only streaks of fear pretending to be light There's only darkness here, designed to torment and forever strike fright
08062017PSContest, Fallen Angels, Laura Loo, 3P
I am walking with grace
Shimmering crown on my head
Crowd is rejoicing
My phenomenal moment
All of a sudden
I fall from my poise
The magic is gone
I can’t take this anymore
The dreamy crown
Take away from my head
Freezing to shame
This embarrassing moment
Dethroned after minutes
This is a disgrace
Got nothing to face
I’m dying inside
Note: I really feel bad for Ms. Colombia. Anyway, congratulations Ms. Philippines (Ms.Universe)
Fallen.
Down into the cold dark morass.
Earthborn once more.
Discarded.
From the warmth of your secret fires.
Out of grace.
Into the wilderness.
Love no longer mine to give.
Nor yours to have.
Requiem.
Into a labyrinth scene.
With shades of your face sketched in reverting dreams.
You pushed me to much
and finally I fell down
won't fall for that again
swamped by illusions
immersed in delusion
a strange darkness
thoughts in confusion
‘tis the magical way
living light is caged
its pride demolished
by cravings upstaged
demi-gods powerful
choosing paths unjust
on falling from grace
turn thus to dust
a mere wisp of straw
can turn the tables
love alone is real
moral of all fables
27-February-2023
Fall from Grace
By Mark Miller
03/24/2018
Betray years saving undone
For misery born Grace as
Blood leaks viscous cold
Falling through hates
Lonely endeavor
Reliving Daughter's cry
Saying missing you
Why you disappear
Where's that smiling face
Missing so much
Your giving gratitude
Wishing daily Dad
Waiting at stop interval
Worldview country fair
Pairing memory day's
Without daddy's protective
Arms reaching out
Wearing our weapons
Keeping us at odds
Behind freezing glass
Do you remember
The time we went to Library
Buying Orwell's book with
The farm animal pigs
You said but hon it's allegory
I laughed then but Dad
I'm older now no longer
Thirteen anymore
With understanding
Why letters come none
From purgatory's dungeon
Just one visit sure would help
For someday to wake up
To wrap your baby warm
Under covers comfort
So snug as a bug
Our hypnotic stupor, cause of our fall from grace
The flame flickers and our attention oscillates
The ego offers mind endless puzzles to lace
Deluded, rudderless heart then agitates
Voice of soul, as conscience, negates
When head and heart align
The ego dies for we we feed it not
As God-essence, for His love we pine
Exiting serpentine pathways of narrow thought
We thus regain freedom by non-doing self-taught
17-April-2022
You come here and you hold the bottomless pit;
You've come to grips your life worthless;
Whom am I to say;
God doesn't force it on us, it's you this way;
You've chosen to fall away;
You've pick the ransom, but to your dismay;
You didn't always, think this way;
Should have prayed, should have stayed;
Now in your imagination;
You come across this perfect nation;
Filled with love, joy, peace and harmony;
Streets made of gold, God is the light;
No more night, no need for the moon or the sun;
Whom am I to say;
God inter-workings are not ours to play;
You didn't always, think this way;
Should have prayed, should have stayed;
and the beauty of it all as I survey;
This place where I'm wanting to go one day;
Such a haven;
This place must be heaven;
And you whom once have such a perfect, and beautiful face;
Fallen, fallen, fell Fall Lucifer you whom have fallen from grace;