Poems About Angels Seeking Friendly Advice
#angels
Let Thy Will Be Done
I am tired of going to that daunting dimension Archangel Michael, my earthly incarnate King
Those creatures down there do not understand the spiritual laws of life, death, rebirth, they thrive off the existence of money bags, vanity, and the wearing gold chains encasing their neck to keep the mind incarcerated with material wealth in the name of bling bling
Why should I continue to waste my time on souls who are just not listening
Do not know the portal by times, and why the stars in the sky are still glistening
No, my handsome Heavenly Angel I...
Those creatures down there do not understand the spiritual laws of life, death, rebirth, they thrive off the existence of money bags, vanity, and the wearing gold chains encasing their neck to keep the mind incarcerated with material wealth in the name of bling bling
Why should I continue to waste my time on souls who are just not listening
Do not know the portal by times, and why the stars in the sky are still glistening
No, my handsome Heavenly Angel I...
#angels
#heaven
#humankind
#love
#spiritual
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Touched By An Angel (Upon The Stars Of A Darkcloud68)
Touch you, touch the tip of your nose
Touching your lips when your mouth is closed
Touching your hair, touching your soul
Touching with warmth, chasing the cold
Touching, touching, touching to hold
Touch such passionate bliss
Touching a blush, a passionate kiss
Touch feels like la la la la la, touching a wish
A touch as light as angels' feathers, a touching together...mingled in pleasure
A touching of love touching forever
Can I touch the erroneous of...
Touching your lips when your mouth is closed
Touching your hair, touching your soul
Touching with warmth, chasing the cold
Touching, touching, touching to hold
Touch such passionate bliss
Touching a blush, a passionate kiss
Touch feels like la la la la la, touching a wish
A touch as light as angels' feathers, a touching together...mingled in pleasure
A touching of love touching forever
Can I touch the erroneous of...
#angels
#love
#moon
#sun
#water
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noon every day
Noon every day
When the clock on the wall made to look old
but was made of some plasticky stuff
struck noon, which it does every day despite
made in China, fell on the kitchen floor
but kept on ticking.
As the sky sank slowly towards earth, a dog
barked to test, the silence, but overwhelmed
it yawned, curled up, and fell asleep
Once again, the sky tried to merge with earth
in an attempt to rekindle their romance
This time, it worked steam, rose from lakes
the ocean deep blue, when not turning pink
Those not willing to...
When the clock on the wall made to look old
but was made of some plasticky stuff
struck noon, which it does every day despite
made in China, fell on the kitchen floor
but kept on ticking.
As the sky sank slowly towards earth, a dog
barked to test, the silence, but overwhelmed
it yawned, curled up, and fell asleep
Once again, the sky tried to merge with earth
in an attempt to rekindle their romance
This time, it worked steam, rose from lakes
the ocean deep blue, when not turning pink
Those not willing to...
#aliens
#angels
#ghosts #God
#ghosts #God
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A Soft Touch From Above The Clouds
A stolen sweet kiss in the heat of rain
Blind hearts soaring when passion is felt in pain
Kisses to my lips of its binding warmth, fading of cold
Caresses of yesterday anew, parish of old
Time has been sold
Cocoon as two, flown away
Landing on fate in time, destiny, not today
Lost desires, the sovereignty of lust we sit
Tenderly staining our hearts
Shh....close your eyes
Breath to breath
Overtake my lips
Anchor into my passion
Swim in the fountain of my rainfall ...
Blind hearts soaring when passion is felt in pain
Kisses to my lips of its binding warmth, fading of cold
Caresses of yesterday anew, parish of old
Time has been sold
Cocoon as two, flown away
Landing on fate in time, destiny, not today
Lost desires, the sovereignty of lust we sit
Tenderly staining our hearts
Shh....close your eyes
Breath to breath
Overtake my lips
Anchor into my passion
Swim in the fountain of my rainfall ...
#love
#passion
#angels
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Fallen Angel
To make Mona Lisa blush and hide her face to ever be called beautiful as she looks upon the new world you create.
Da Vinci, Michelangelo, how many others desired to trap beauty in stone and canvass,
never knowing beauty an ethereal animal that dies in the captivity we display as art
Yet I am in awe of this purity inspired singular desire held by overpowering strength to open yourself to the world that will
change the world forever. A world few will ever see, yet always seek, finding the memory of beauty...
Da Vinci, Michelangelo, how many others desired to trap beauty in stone and canvass,
never knowing beauty an ethereal animal that dies in the captivity we display as art
Yet I am in awe of this purity inspired singular desire held by overpowering strength to open yourself to the world that will
change the world forever. A world few will ever see, yet always seek, finding the memory of beauty...
#angels
#art
#LifeChangingMoment
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The Echoed Words Of Honey Nestled Upon Ginseng
I did not chisel the ten commandments in stones
My truth have always stood for me alone
Centering myself, inhaling, when the soul requires cleansing, allowing Mother Nature to hear my incantations as I universal atone
To the question, asked of me at best
No, this hemisphere has not made me melt
You will know how many lives your soul has stored
New blood, timeworn ambiance unto another reality will be poured
Fear no more, a thousand deaths the soul has resided fourscore ...
My truth have always stood for me alone
Centering myself, inhaling, when the soul requires cleansing, allowing Mother Nature to hear my incantations as I universal atone
To the question, asked of me at best
No, this hemisphere has not made me melt
You will know how many lives your soul has stored
New blood, timeworn ambiance unto another reality will be poured
Fear no more, a thousand deaths the soul has resided fourscore ...
#angels
#humankind
#love
#peace
#spiritual
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On The Wings Of Love
My body's sensations reaping
Erratic heartbeats spiraling into a tornado of passion
The sweeten taste of ecstasy slowly seeping
Shh…soft whimpers of anticipation
Anchoring in the haloed silken passage of my divinity
Taste my yearn, surrendering my Sacred Chakra unto the three Heavens
Tears stains where inks stains have tattooed my heart
The eclipse of my mind
Fading into the pigmentation of my fervent skin
It’s carnal feast of pleasure I do indulge
Falling prey under the masterful calling
Body trembling, with an overshadowed...
Erratic heartbeats spiraling into a tornado of passion
The sweeten taste of ecstasy slowly seeping
Shh…soft whimpers of anticipation
Anchoring in the haloed silken passage of my divinity
Taste my yearn, surrendering my Sacred Chakra unto the three Heavens
Tears stains where inks stains have tattooed my heart
The eclipse of my mind
Fading into the pigmentation of my fervent skin
It’s carnal feast of pleasure I do indulge
Falling prey under the masterful calling
Body trembling, with an overshadowed...
#angels
#love
#spiritual
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Forty Days Of Nineveh (COTS)
Unto the doors to walk through, to give your mind its inner peace
Repentance bestowed only from the Creator, within the hieroglyphics, the matrix of a woman’s womb never sleeps
Life and the agony of pain it seeps
Yet, you must discern if you are ready to separate those symbolism of false idols you worship that bring no comfort when it reaps
Mystique of the past, present, yet eyes have not seen
We are the subconscious where your mind roams when you dream
Consecrated scrolls is anointed as it has been blessed by...
Repentance bestowed only from the Creator, within the hieroglyphics, the matrix of a woman’s womb never sleeps
Life and the agony of pain it seeps
Yet, you must discern if you are ready to separate those symbolism of false idols you worship that bring no comfort when it reaps
Mystique of the past, present, yet eyes have not seen
We are the subconscious where your mind roams when you dream
Consecrated scrolls is anointed as it has been blessed by...
#spiritual
#wisdom
#sun
#angels
#heaven
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The Tides Will Bind (The Oracle)
Ersatz ideology professing from the birth of Clay rainbows with slithering tongues of dialects
To evolve you must enthuse, could you imagine how the begotten son in the final hour as he looked unto the Heavens unto His Heavenly Father and wept
Malice, envy, is hidden in religion casted not devils with spears stones
The Road of salvations is for one, life, death, rebirth, the equation of life
Evolve in your existence, and always find ways for the heart, mind, and the spirit of the soul to atone
The bread...
To evolve you must enthuse, could you imagine how the begotten son in the final hour as he looked unto the Heavens unto His Heavenly Father and wept
Malice, envy, is hidden in religion casted not devils with spears stones
The Road of salvations is for one, life, death, rebirth, the equation of life
Evolve in your existence, and always find ways for the heart, mind, and the spirit of the soul to atone
The bread...
#sun
#moon
#angels
#spiritual
#water
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The IA
The IA
The Thing, AI, looked like a young man of thirty or so
all human knowledge it has obtained
it could talk about everything, say, philosophy
politics or art, a learned public speaker
but it could
not produce any new ideas.
It had learned certain emotions, smiling
or showing
sympathy and even say kind words
talking to it can be unnerving if you say anything
new, it will repeat what you said and store it for
future use should a similar conversation crop up
Animals know who is a human
seeing it, they will ...
The Thing, AI, looked like a young man of thirty or so
all human knowledge it has obtained
it could talk about everything, say, philosophy
politics or art, a learned public speaker
but it could
not produce any new ideas.
It had learned certain emotions, smiling
or showing
sympathy and even say kind words
talking to it can be unnerving if you say anything
new, it will repeat what you said and store it for
future use should a similar conversation crop up
Animals know who is a human
seeing it, they will ...
#God
#devil
#angels
#ghosts
#aliens
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The Sacred Scrolls Of King Solomon (Part III of V)
The Ark Of My Covenant
As the ruler of my heart may ears listen to a time that once was
My spiritual laws upon my ascertain is my monarch built on spiritual alliance, trust, respect, and love
As the King of Israel bequeathed from the succeeding loins of my father will
My words declared by this day forward, allow weary hearts and troubled minds to seal
I need the footsteps of my Royal Queen to administer the political necessities of this monarch and who could cultivate this Kingdom as herself
My voice speaks...
As the ruler of my heart may ears listen to a time that once was
My spiritual laws upon my ascertain is my monarch built on spiritual alliance, trust, respect, and love
As the King of Israel bequeathed from the succeeding loins of my father will
My words declared by this day forward, allow weary hearts and troubled minds to seal
I need the footsteps of my Royal Queen to administer the political necessities of this monarch and who could cultivate this Kingdom as herself
My voice speaks...
#angels
#rebirth
#spiritual
#heaven
#evolution
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The Sacred Scrolls Of King Solomon (Part II of V)
King Solomon’s Spiritual Coronation
970 BCE
Gihon
As you kneel before a forging generation may my words carry you through
In the mist of the universal affirmant, the bylaws of the spiritual oracle must be followed
Unorthodox books shall be written, denied truth of your cavalry to the lost Books, upon darken hues, it will become a bitter pill to swallow
To the leaned who hide in the denial of truth
A mortal’s mind will yearn for the sweetest of the...
970 BCE
Gihon
As you kneel before a forging generation may my words carry you through
In the mist of the universal affirmant, the bylaws of the spiritual oracle must be followed
Unorthodox books shall be written, denied truth of your cavalry to the lost Books, upon darken hues, it will become a bitter pill to swallow
To the leaned who hide in the denial of truth
A mortal’s mind will yearn for the sweetest of the...
#angels
#spiritual
#heaven
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DU Poetry : Poems About Angels Seeking Friendly Advice