Angelic Poetry Novels & Stories

I exclaimed, twirling around so I could get a three hundred sixty degree view. I wasn’t exaggerating even a bit. This place truly was magnificent. It almost looked like a huge mountain from outside if you failed to notice the angels sitting atop the high-rise. They were like sentinels in the dark with their wings spread out to its full width, shoulders hunched, and body bent forward in preparation for flight. Their faces weren’t prominent in the dim moonlight, but the statues looked so perfect. I would have thought they were real if Erick hadn’t told me otherwise.

Angel I'm walking on the pavement, tapping my feet against the ground so that it will make a splash. It's raining, and being my usual self, I forgot my umbrella at home. I'm returning home from the gym, and the rain is cooling off my body perfectly. I enjoy the rain. I take a deep breath and look at the sky. Raindrops gently hit my face, making me relax. After some minutes, I start walking back home because I notice that the rain is about to stop, and I am drenched. I don't want to get sick, so I quicken my pace until my house is in view. I run to my door then turn my head slightly to the left to see some boxes on my neighbours' porch. They just moved in, and I haven't even seen them once ex

He was better off a corpse. The Heavenly Realm says that when an angel breaks the divine rules, he/she becomes a Fallen Angel. These rules were simple actually. Stay invisible to humans, refrain from touching them, guide them, report to our immediate assigned Saint, always be on guard against evil, fight against demons if it was a must, and the list goes on... There were two things however that was the most important of all these rules and that was to never get attached to humans and never use the divine powers to hurt them.