Poems about Angels
#angels
Poems about angels include religious poems depicting angels as messengers from God, and spiritual poetry about a guardian angel watching over us.
inechoingsilence
Bumped 27th Jul 2021 1:46am
14th Jul 2021 10:42am
14th Jul 2021 10:42am
Angel of Death
Take my hand, don’t be afraid
I’m just a child with ancient eyes
Nothing of you escapes my sight
I escort you from life to death
It’s time to leave this place
You know you must move on
The years have been long
Each moment endured so much
See all the sorrow and grief
your heart carried far too long
Let it fall away from your soul
be embraced with love instead
If there is pain it will be swift
You will barely feel a thing
The life you lived promised
death delivered by a holy kiss
Take a...
I’m just a child with ancient eyes
Nothing of you escapes my sight
I escort you from life to death
It’s time to leave this place
You know you must move on
The years have been long
Each moment endured so much
See all the sorrow and grief
your heart carried far too long
Let it fall away from your soul
be embraced with love instead
If there is pain it will be swift
You will barely feel a thing
The life you lived promised
death delivered by a holy kiss
Take a...
#angels
#heaven
#morality
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joegracegrace
Joe Grace
Joe Grace
Poem Published
14th Jul 2021 6:46am
14th Jul 2021 6:46am
The NUCLEAR Rapture Is A New Interpretation Of The RAPTURE
How is the NUCLEAR Rapture different from the traditional version ??
Well at the traditional Rapture, saved souls go to heaven without dying.
This is on the basis of these words by apostle Paul: "we will not all sleep but we will all be changed.."
But in the NUCLEAR Rapture, we DO die but we still "don't sleep."
For "sleep" can mean to leave a dead body that figuratively "sleeps".
Now in NUCLEAR Rapture, the heat is enuff to turn the body to vapor INSTANTLY.
("The twinkling of an eye").
So if the sleeping corpse is not present, it can be said that it...
Well at the traditional Rapture, saved souls go to heaven without dying.
This is on the basis of these words by apostle Paul: "we will not all sleep but we will all be changed.."
But in the NUCLEAR Rapture, we DO die but we still "don't sleep."
For "sleep" can mean to leave a dead body that figuratively "sleeps".
Now in NUCLEAR Rapture, the heat is enuff to turn the body to vapor INSTANTLY.
("The twinkling of an eye").
So if the sleeping corpse is not present, it can be said that it...
#God
#angels
#ghosts
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Burgundy_Sky
Poem Published
7th Jul 2021 3:02pm
7th Jul 2021 3:02pm
Final nail in the coffin
Have you ever wanted someone or something so bad you hyperventilate???
Looking at me I know you see me, even when I don't realize the things I do on the norm you see me.
Your kisses, you holding me even when I don't need it showed me you cared. You told me that you can and will be the person for me...the person I needed.
You've evolved into a stranger, someone I don't recognize you hardly look at me which breaks my heart, no more kisses or meaningful hugs.
You avoid me at all costs and blame the weather, your friends, or a headache...
I can't keep loving you...
Looking at me I know you see me, even when I don't realize the things I do on the norm you see me.
Your kisses, you holding me even when I don't need it showed me you cared. You told me that you can and will be the person for me...the person I needed.
You've evolved into a stranger, someone I don't recognize you hardly look at me which breaks my heart, no more kisses or meaningful hugs.
You avoid me at all costs and blame the weather, your friends, or a headache...
I can't keep loving you...
#devil
#angels
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MartenHoyle
Marten Hoyle
Marten Hoyle
Poem Published
5th Jul 2021 4:28pm
5th Jul 2021 4:28pm
The Land of the Dead
By demons held, there are towers
O’er the eternal-wilting flowers,
Where ne’er the sun shall shine
In a city, hideously divine
Where the ghosts of gardens have bloomed
For we, the lovers entombed.
We walk now within our rest,
Among the damned and the blessed.
A mist befalls from iron mountains,
Sweeping cold within the air,
Freezing the waters of the fountains
In the vacant city square.
Serene roll the grey, cold seas,
Whose perfumed thunder encloses,
In the ruin of a deathly breeze,
The graves of the...
O’er the eternal-wilting flowers,
Where ne’er the sun shall shine
In a city, hideously divine
Where the ghosts of gardens have bloomed
For we, the lovers entombed.
We walk now within our rest,
Among the damned and the blessed.
A mist befalls from iron mountains,
Sweeping cold within the air,
Freezing the waters of the fountains
In the vacant city square.
Serene roll the grey, cold seas,
Whose perfumed thunder encloses,
In the ruin of a deathly breeze,
The graves of the...
#death
#suicide
#angels
#hell
#graveyard
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Ruth_Solace-Hopper
Poem Published
29th Jun 2021 1:46pm
29th Jun 2021 1:46pm
The Dreamers Midnight Covenants
The Dreamers Midnight Seduced Covenants
can be fatal (if not just a dream) to ones mind
or to another,
even our flesh reacts disorderly.
Lines and cords
of 'Dark Entanglement'
Tags of deep poverty
cost us, dismantling
of our 'Destinies' suddenly.
can be fatal (if not just a dream) to ones mind
or to another,
even our flesh reacts disorderly.
Lines and cords
of 'Dark Entanglement'
Tags of deep poverty
cost us, dismantling
of our 'Destinies' suddenly.
#relationships
#God
#devil
#angels
#sleep
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Cipher_O
Poem Published
17th Jun 2021 10:22am
17th Jun 2021 10:22am
...A Voice...
A voice
is…
The vibration of the vocal chords
implying music
or…
Music implies a voice...
an inverse
like the last becoming the first
or…
the first becoming the last
like poetry in motion
or…
motion in poetry
a verse
For…
Your -
Voice
That sweeps over the surface of my heart & soul like the wings of angels
or…
Angels of wings
When angels appear in our Earth bound dwellings
garnering second looks like second sight
or…
Second...
is…
The vibration of the vocal chords
implying music
or…
Music implies a voice...
an inverse
like the last becoming the first
or…
the first becoming the last
like poetry in motion
or…
motion in poetry
a verse
For…
Your -
Voice
That sweeps over the surface of my heart & soul like the wings of angels
or…
Angels of wings
When angels appear in our Earth bound dwellings
garnering second looks like second sight
or…
Second...
#beauty
#angels
#honesty
#admiration
#fear
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MartenHoyle
Marten Hoyle
Marten Hoyle
Poem Published
9th Jun 2021 8:58pm
9th Jun 2021 8:58pm
Two Coins Placed O'er the Lids of Thine Eyes
Mercy unto God, who merciless whet
The blade within my heart He now hath set.
Now, laid ruin, the lone beauty once long sought
Hath come to lie here, and now slumbers not
But, in waking, alas! now slumbers on
Into the abyss—ever and anon.
The angels weep at the gates of the Fall
Where the leaves and dews descend upon all,
In pallid dawns which throw their lustrous hue
On I, who walks beside the heart in you.
My love lies buried. Pierced now through my heart
The blade of these words wherein we must part:
“Lie bleeding, young soul....
The blade within my heart He now hath set.
Now, laid ruin, the lone beauty once long sought
Hath come to lie here, and now slumbers not
But, in waking, alas! now slumbers on
Into the abyss—ever and anon.
The angels weep at the gates of the Fall
Where the leaves and dews descend upon all,
In pallid dawns which throw their lustrous hue
On I, who walks beside the heart in you.
My love lies buried. Pierced now through my heart
The blade of these words wherein we must part:
“Lie bleeding, young soul....
#sadness
#love
#death
#angels
#graveyard
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crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
27th May 2021 2:43pm
27th May 2021 2:43pm
Old Timer Go Blind with Rage
dear time I love you still
are ye yet poxed and plagued again my soul is burned blackheart
it's mary again it is
are you not KIng James Father?
rule now my sun Iron Rod is my name now
Lilith the first is here
I am young again
too late timer
you love buggly eyes
hope it's enough to satisfy a flea
you old goat cope without your dope'
clean up and get back to me
I am the Vampire Empire
I alone am god
you will rule Berserker's no more
I am LIlith I am Alurra I largetha
I melted the tundra
I...
are ye yet poxed and plagued again my soul is burned blackheart
it's mary again it is
are you not KIng James Father?
rule now my sun Iron Rod is my name now
Lilith the first is here
I am young again
too late timer
you love buggly eyes
hope it's enough to satisfy a flea
you old goat cope without your dope'
clean up and get back to me
I am the Vampire Empire
I alone am god
you will rule Berserker's no more
I am LIlith I am Alurra I largetha
I melted the tundra
I...
#hate
#angels
#aliens #MovingOn
#aliens #MovingOn
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Cipher_O
Poem Published
24th May 2021 4:17am
24th May 2021 4:17am
Communication As Chess
I was astonished when she responded to my invitation to communicate.
My first communication was atrocious and could not have been worse.
I cannot begin to explain to you the nature of the desert I have just walked through.
To arrive here… Typing this email. What is an email?
In the subsequent nights I gazed out into the darkness in abject horror.
WTF was I thinking. I was thinking, wasn’t I?
And then I retraced the thought process. Yes, I was thinking. But damn.
I am driven by death and the thought that I could be dead, at any...
My first communication was atrocious and could not have been worse.
I cannot begin to explain to you the nature of the desert I have just walked through.
To arrive here… Typing this email. What is an email?
In the subsequent nights I gazed out into the darkness in abject horror.
WTF was I thinking. I was thinking, wasn’t I?
And then I retraced the thought process. Yes, I was thinking. But damn.
I am driven by death and the thought that I could be dead, at any...
#angels
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crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
21st May 2021 00:16am
21st May 2021 00:16am
my Sun+Son Pure I Lucifer always
lust has proven herself untrustworthy
I trust pain more and more these days
I am an earthkid age three forevermore more broken than I was before
I bleed black but if you prick me it will appear as red
have I yet not died enough to self?
I am not the lord lucifer you desire
you killed my love of my first born
you wish you ugly bitch Zombie
I will dwell with him in hell forever in the flames
it doesn't burn anymore or less
I need chaos to teach me the name of pain again
my kids rock their chains everywhere
I am insane with rage...
I trust pain more and more these days
I am an earthkid age three forevermore more broken than I was before
I bleed black but if you prick me it will appear as red
have I yet not died enough to self?
I am not the lord lucifer you desire
you killed my love of my first born
you wish you ugly bitch Zombie
I will dwell with him in hell forever in the flames
it doesn't burn anymore or less
I need chaos to teach me the name of pain again
my kids rock their chains everywhere
I am insane with rage...
#love
#war
#angels #aliens
#angels #aliens
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Tina2020
Tina Delaney
Tina Delaney
Poem Published
20th May 2021 1:39pm
20th May 2021 1:39pm
My Angel wings
I walked this lane a million times I know each bend and twist alike
The lane that leads to my little home
A place I lived some time alone
The gates are not stiff as it swings with ease.
My little whitewashed cottage nestled in the trees
It's dark there no there's no one home, my little red car parked in the drive
It's greener now than where I was alive
A pair of old boots lay on the mat, a now dirty bowl for my old Tom cat
No light, no fire in the grate
The grass is long, no one to cut it
Some seedlings growing in an old aluminum bucket ...
The lane that leads to my little home
A place I lived some time alone
The gates are not stiff as it swings with ease.
My little whitewashed cottage nestled in the trees
It's dark there no there's no one home, my little red car parked in the drive
It's greener now than where I was alive
A pair of old boots lay on the mat, a now dirty bowl for my old Tom cat
No light, no fire in the grate
The grass is long, no one to cut it
Some seedlings growing in an old aluminum bucket ...
#death
#angels
#rebirth #heaven
#rebirth #heaven
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Baldwin
Poem Published
16th May 2021 2:24pm
16th May 2021 2:24pm
Annunciation
Ah Gabriel!
How hard a task was laid on you,
how hard the trust,
how hard
to travel through
the empty miles of space
unto a cloistered girl
who knew no man,
to startle her
and race her heart
past fear,
and then announce
strange words --
that she would bear a son of destiny
who would be named
as Yahweh's chosen one.
Was all the gospeling
the holy one commanded you to speak
some comfort to her then?
Or did her face grow white
as stone?
And did her knees collapse ...
How hard a task was laid on you,
how hard the trust,
how hard
to travel through
the empty miles of space
unto a cloistered girl
who knew no man,
to startle her
and race her heart
past fear,
and then announce
strange words --
that she would bear a son of destiny
who would be named
as Yahweh's chosen one.
Was all the gospeling
the holy one commanded you to speak
some comfort to her then?
Or did her face grow white
as stone?
And did her knees collapse ...
#angels
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