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.
Aptsky
Poem Published
21st Jun 2019 5:29am
21st Jun 2019 5:29am
Crying out
I'm just a child
Crying out for your love
I have a worry doll
I throw out all kinds of worries
To a giant sized world
I'm just a child crying for
A angel to come hold me
To show me the meaning of love
I'm just full of crys
For every single day
I don't feel a Angel's love,
Reigning down upon me
I have a long satin blanket
That soaks up my every tear
But tears can't stop
Until I feel a blessed one
Reign warm light
Upon me
Crying out for your love
I have a worry doll
I throw out all kinds of worries
To a giant sized world
I'm just a child crying for
A angel to come hold me
To show me the meaning of love
I'm just full of crys
For every single day
I don't feel a Angel's love,
Reigning down upon me
I have a long satin blanket
That soaks up my every tear
But tears can't stop
Until I feel a blessed one
Reign warm light
Upon me
#angels
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Aptsky
Poem Published
19th Jun 2019 8:52pm
19th Jun 2019 8:52pm
Angel feathers
Caught in this troubling moment
That wants to burn me with regret
I reach out hoping to catch
Angel feathers,
Pouring like rain,
From on high
Angel feathers that soothe
A worried mind
They dispell confusion that
Wants to dive into me
Splashed circumstances
That changes minds
Sinking despair
That takes you to morphed places
Angel feathers
I shuffle inbetween
Worried fingers
I wish
For
Serenity
That wants to burn me with regret
I reach out hoping to catch
Angel feathers,
Pouring like rain,
From on high
Angel feathers that soothe
A worried mind
They dispell confusion that
Wants to dive into me
Splashed circumstances
That changes minds
Sinking despair
That takes you to morphed places
Angel feathers
I shuffle inbetween
Worried fingers
I wish
For
Serenity
#angels
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Aptsky
Poem Published
17th Jun 2019 1:47pm
17th Jun 2019 1:47pm
Angel, Angel,Angel
Angel,Angel,Angel
Don't ever let me come down
Off of all your hope for me.
Angel, Angel
Don't let me come down off of your horse of grace
That gallops forward,
Full of determination
In motion for eternity.
Angel,
Don't ever let me stop spinning around and around
In the dance of your glory.
Don't ever let me stop hearing
Your voice from on high,
The one...
That I keep singing along to
Not knowing the words very well.
Don't ever let me come down
Off of all your hope for me.
Angel, Angel
Don't let me come down off of your horse of grace
That gallops forward,
Full of determination
In motion for eternity.
Angel,
Don't ever let me stop spinning around and around
In the dance of your glory.
Don't ever let me stop hearing
Your voice from on high,
The one...
That I keep singing along to
Not knowing the words very well.
#angels
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Aptsky
Poem Published
16th Jun 2019 3:38am
16th Jun 2019 3:38am
Searching for a Angel's love i call upon
I'm searching...
Through my intimidated, blurry eyes
Scanning life's jagged edges,
Far corners wide.
My soul's crammed inside heavy eyelids,
Red now from stale tears that sting and weigh heavy.
I'm envisioning an Angels love pouring out at me,
Echoing softly millions of miles from above,
These cloudy veils on earth below,
With my pleading tears for love.
I'm always searching out for a Angel's love,
Through the sun and moon god,
Created from a mother and father God union above.
Angel, can you hear me make out your name vaguely? ...
Through my intimidated, blurry eyes
Scanning life's jagged edges,
Far corners wide.
My soul's crammed inside heavy eyelids,
Red now from stale tears that sting and weigh heavy.
I'm envisioning an Angels love pouring out at me,
Echoing softly millions of miles from above,
These cloudy veils on earth below,
With my pleading tears for love.
I'm always searching out for a Angel's love,
Through the sun and moon god,
Created from a mother and father God union above.
Angel, can you hear me make out your name vaguely? ...
#angels
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Aptsky
Poem Published
14th Jun 2019 3:08pm
14th Jun 2019 3:08pm
Registered with the angels
This blue dimension I'm in...
Sad songs playing
My every emotional fear
Registered with the angels,
Reverend by the angels
in tall statuesque places
Soaking up the solitude
Of disappointment.
The angels notice
my grief roams freely
Given a chance,
it runs away from me
With its mass confusion
Sad songs playing
My every emotional fear
Registered with the angels,
Reverend by the angels
in tall statuesque places
Soaking up the solitude
Of disappointment.
The angels notice
my grief roams freely
Given a chance,
it runs away from me
With its mass confusion
#angels
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AaHarvey
Poem Published
11th Jun 2019 1:12am
11th Jun 2019 1:12am
The creator of love
Our hero rides again at night.
All dressed in black, still he cannot hide.
The man inside continues to shine.
You all know him, but he remains out of sight.
A reflection in a shop window that disappears as you turn your head.
Maybe he was never there.
Never let a bad word be said,
About his intentions,
There is no need to mention,
The way he moved you to be together.
He is spreading love around hoping your bond will never sever.
Karma is his friend and his only weapon;
He uses good vibrations to correct the...
All dressed in black, still he cannot hide.
The man inside continues to shine.
You all know him, but he remains out of sight.
A reflection in a shop window that disappears as you turn your head.
Maybe he was never there.
Never let a bad word be said,
About his intentions,
There is no need to mention,
The way he moved you to be together.
He is spreading love around hoping your bond will never sever.
Karma is his friend and his only weapon;
He uses good vibrations to correct the...
#love
#romantic
#angels
#fate
#FallingInLove
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Heaven_sent_Kathy
Poem Published
11th Jun 2019 00:38am
11th Jun 2019 00:38am
Child
The sound of crickets leach rhymes from the sage
While a child of God walks a crooked trail,
Through the hills where the lingonberry bush
Hides a young moon’s light that’s high in its pale.
A tender lilting scent of lilac swoon,
The labor of the child in cotton’s flow.
She strives to reach the lakeshore levee soon;
The Liberty will dock at dawn’s first crow.
In a shop, it smelled of wax on the floor,
Saw loom above at the top of the stairs.
She’d heard tell, never had seen one before;
A Laodicean- indiff’rent of...
While a child of God walks a crooked trail,
Through the hills where the lingonberry bush
Hides a young moon’s light that’s high in its pale.
A tender lilting scent of lilac swoon,
The labor of the child in cotton’s flow.
She strives to reach the lakeshore levee soon;
The Liberty will dock at dawn’s first crow.
In a shop, it smelled of wax on the floor,
Saw loom above at the top of the stairs.
She’d heard tell, never had seen one before;
A Laodicean- indiff’rent of...
#children
#God
#angels #spiritual
#angels #spiritual
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Falsepoet
Poem Published
9th Jun 2019 3:09am
9th Jun 2019 3:09am
Out of the Mist
Like a spirit bathed in a soft warm light
You stepped out of the ethereal mist
Your beckoning smile
I could not resist
Your presence was overwhelming,
And engulfing my senses,
Shattering my world
And destroying my defenses
You reached out your hand
And as I held it in mine,
I felt the power of your glory
And now know the meaning of divine
Your touch was so tender
It made my heart weak,
My body felt limp
And I could not even speak
You looked deep in my soul
With eyes so...
You stepped out of the ethereal mist
Your beckoning smile
I could not resist
Your presence was overwhelming,
And engulfing my senses,
Shattering my world
And destroying my defenses
You reached out your hand
And as I held it in mine,
I felt the power of your glory
And now know the meaning of divine
Your touch was so tender
It made my heart weak,
My body felt limp
And I could not even speak
You looked deep in my soul
With eyes so...
#love
#kindness
#angels #peace
#angels #peace
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Heaven_sent_Kathy
Poem Published
8th Jun 2019 3:10am
8th Jun 2019 3:10am
A Solitary Rose
( after Federico Garcia Lorca )
A dark seraph, and a black horse,
riding the one without a broken wing.
My heart is an orange,
drawn and quartered in sections,
succulent and ready for midnight
to take in my breath of desire
before I succumb to the scarred
sunken pits in the garden
that death haunts, that knows
the way is far beyond Córdoba.
But not for me, like a songbird
who sings of my pain,
not of the love I have to give it.
#FedericoGarciaLorca
A dark seraph, and a black horse,
riding the one without a broken wing.
My heart is an orange,
drawn and quartered in sections,
succulent and ready for midnight
to take in my breath of desire
before I succumb to the scarred
sunken pits in the garden
that death haunts, that knows
the way is far beyond Córdoba.
But not for me, like a songbird
who sings of my pain,
not of the love I have to give it.
#FedericoGarciaLorca
#love
#death
#night #angels
#night #angels
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Falsepoet
Poem Published
8th Jun 2019 1:13am
8th Jun 2019 1:13am
An Angel’s Maiden Flight
This day is alive
With wondrous sound
Call’s of god’s creations
On the air is abound
Filling my ears
With its beautiful sound
My spirit takes flight
And soon leaves the ground
A tear in my eye
As I breathe it all in
Life’s wonderful magic
Fills my heart once again
I soar through the clouds
On summers soft breeze
Flying high over top
The tallest of trees
Free of the falseness
Of mortal man’s goals
That later consumes
Their tired lost souls
I no longer am burdened ...
With wondrous sound
Call’s of god’s creations
On the air is abound
Filling my ears
With its beautiful sound
My spirit takes flight
And soon leaves the ground
A tear in my eye
As I breathe it all in
Life’s wonderful magic
Fills my heart once again
I soar through the clouds
On summers soft breeze
Flying high over top
The tallest of trees
Free of the falseness
Of mortal man’s goals
That later consumes
Their tired lost souls
I no longer am burdened ...
#death
#angels
#freedom
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snugglebuck
Poem Published
7th Jun 2019 00:36am
7th Jun 2019 00:36am
Alien Angels
At first we thought them beautiful angels. We had no idea our celestial visitors were demons with dark evil souls, till it was too late.
#evil
#angels
#aliens
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caxton
Poem Published
5th Jun 2019 11:50pm
5th Jun 2019 11:50pm
Fallen
this one time i touched an angel
but she was the wrong kind.
fallen, you know?
sometimes i relish the touch
but she was the wrong kind.
fallen, you know?
sometimes i relish the touch
#angels
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DU Poetry : Poems about Angels
