What's your halo's colour?What colour state does this poem leave your halo in?opinions?

BLACK HALO'S











Silver angel's of gray winter


haunting my tears to make me better


trying to tear down my black skies


learning to hate as I won't believe your lies


so, the light you attempt to blind me with instead


as I hide in the mist of winter's breath


upon your lips I lay my toxic vengence


now your mouth I've washed with death's silence


now lips burnt of acid rain


you kissed you hate and swallowed your pain


as you feel the poison cut through your vien's


now no longer silver, you've faded to gray


as well as your skin, now peeled and frayed


as echo of death's kiss to the lips


lips that now belong to your winter cold corpse














PS:I don't hate angels, they are very beautiful.Basically, the angel's attempt to turn me to their light, and the more I refuse they begin to hate, thus "learning how to hate".And then I give them the gift of death through a poisoned kiss, that then kills them.Just though I'd do a little explaining.

What's your halo's colour?What colour state does this poem leave your halo in?opinions?
I have a halo of gold


I am strong but I am old


Living, dying, born again


Starting over only to end


Eyes that have seen much


And are heavy with unshed tears





Demons try to snatch the halo away


Taunting, harassing, ruining my day


Seeking to unbalance what I have carefully built





The gold sometimes loses some of its shine


But none of it's worth
Reply:Blood Siren, My "halo" tends from violet to dark purple. This poem darkened me slightly, but I thought it a good attemp at this. One suggestion...don't explain your poetry. That is for the reader to attempt. The same poem can mean different things to different people. I personally am insulted when asked to interpret my work. Just a suggestion, but I think a good one.


Edit: I still need your email. I couldn't get hold of you on the one you sent before because you have it blocked.