Apocalyptic Spark

The World didn't drown in an endless flood,
The ground was never Red with Human blood.
The Red that engulfed the Earth was Hellish fire,
As the Demons rose to expand their empire.


No song rang of sense the day the World died,
No cave nor prayer could have helped us to hide
As the yellow Sun looked down with a Red eye,
While a Golden cloud got larger, taking the sky.


As the cloud Golded all the sky overhead,
A whiteness broke as Gold held back the Red.
The Golden sky now a bright white which blinded,
Till the white lessened and a shadow descended.


The shadow broke and splintered to pieces,
As the eyes recovered from the brightness,
They revealed to me a truly marvelous vision,
The shadows were Heaven's Angels, over a million.


They hurtled towards the Earth as if fallen,
As if seeking to leave craters, over a million.
But their wings flapped, what could this have meant?
Why has the Angels' flight embodied a hasty intent?


As they came closer to the ground and the Humans below,
The Red Sun burned a Red beam through Cloud and shadow.
The Red beam touched the ground before the Angels could,
And lit that patch of Earth on Fire as if it were dry wood.


The Angels flew faster as the flame burned high and hot and Red,
A new fire birthed as a new beam broke through to the World's bed.
Finally the Angels touched the ground and reached the Humans,
As they carried a Soul in each arm, back to the Golden gates of Heaven.


As they touched the cloud and turned around,
The tall raging flames let out a cold eerie sound.
I saw something deep in that burning Red,
It turned and twitched, a creation most twisted.


The Angels touched the ground and again carried more,
The Red flame burned shorter, the sound now a roar.
As the first Red flame burned out at birth of creation,
No fire, but a Red figure drew its first breath, Fire's demon.

Fiction - II

Come now my angel, one foot in front of the other,
Walk with me my love, leave what is behind even further.
Each step withdrawing the numb curse of this land of ice,
Each footstep away, a step further on the road to Paradise.

We must not lose a moment my angel,
We have each other, let us leave this hell.
The ice has thawed at this Sun's rise,
The Sun has revealed the road to Paradise.

The lifeless ice won't return in that west,
In the land of Paradise, can we stop to rest.
We shall find peace where hail's never poured,
We shall find it my love, at the end of Paradise road.

Time to go my love, say goodbye, time to be brave,
We can't come back, for we leave behind an icy grave.
To live under the warm Sun and the blue smiling skies,
To live on the soft green grass that lives in Paradise.

Come with me my love, that is where we must go,
I swear to you, Paradise exists, I've seen it, I know,
You need to come with me, the key exists within your eyes.
The eyes which hold the shine of the skies of Paradise.

Fiction

Come here my angel, no demons stalk the night.
Come here my love, take a breath, we're alright.
Come closer my angel, don't leave side nor sight
We can stay in, enough souls champion the light.

Come along my angel, this is a night for rest.
Fear not my love, place that head on this chest,
Come now my angel, no demon nor uninvited guest
Shall move us, far beyond Sun's drowning at West.

Come closer my love, feel our fingers touch and feel them intertwine,
Look at me my angel, let me see your perfect eyes and perfect shine.
Just stay tonight, don't lift your cascading hair off this chest of mine
And I won't remove the arm around your waist, holding your spine.

Come closer my angel, I have a song for you to hear,
Listen my love, for the song's notes, you make stir.
Closer my angel, against my chest press your ear
And rest to the song that's sung when you are near.