This is an attempt by me to write an "epic' poem (Epic used loosely, only in terms of it being a grand story involving gods and demons and junk. I doubt it would qualify as an epic poem in terms of meter and all).

This poem is far from finished, but I wish to present the first few segments so as to gather some opinions from you all about it. I highly doubt that they would be the finished product, but just felt like gathering what you all think of it. Be honest, be constructive, please. I want to get better as a poet as time goes by.

Also, for those of you who might happen to be religious. Please read with an open mind or please do not read at all (Not saying this to be offensive, just the nature of this poem probably will conflict with your religious/spiritual beliefs and if you honestly cannot bear reading it, then I must ask you not to. I am not being elitist, I just do not want a flame war over this kind of thing, so please understand where I'm coming from. I personally am not religious but I don't wish to infuriate those that are by this. Thank you for understanding as Religion is a very hectic subject matter).

The Fallen Angel

I. Intro

O' what pillar of wonder
For whom to live asunder
Gripping with joy and glee
At whence, the boy is free
Cast out from heaven above
Reborn in the pits of Hell below
Once so pure, clean, and naive
Now grim, dark, and deceived

He whom was once called
"The Light Bringer"
Lucifer was he.

No longer an empty, naive child
Neither a servant of god
But hence forth
Forever more
Blackened and putrid
Rejected and denied

Here in Pandemonium
Here lies Satan