Long Poems About Angels
#angels
The Softness Of The Sunrise
There was a time unto the sunrise the oceans navigating my sailing ship
The anchor to my heart, that told me love radiates from the deep abyss
Unlocking his chains that longs to be free
Rebirth from the shackles of his mind, from my home, we dream, as lost entities funnel in the sea
Give him freedom in his unwavering quest
I heard the calling as he appeared as a warrior wearing the crest of Allah's armored vest
His voice resonating like the roar of the jungle heard from afar
From the pilgrimage in his journey, his eyes upon...
The anchor to my heart, that told me love radiates from the deep abyss
Unlocking his chains that longs to be free
Rebirth from the shackles of his mind, from my home, we dream, as lost entities funnel in the sea
Give him freedom in his unwavering quest
I heard the calling as he appeared as a warrior wearing the crest of Allah's armored vest
His voice resonating like the roar of the jungle heard from afar
From the pilgrimage in his journey, his eyes upon...
#mythology
#spiritual
#water
#angels
#sun
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Let Thy Will Be Done
I am tired of going to that daunting low vibrational dimension, Archangel Michael, my Earthly incarnate Spiritual 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 of 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 the tides, and why the stars in the sky are still...
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 of 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 the tides, and why the stars in the sky are still...
#angels
#faith
#spiritual
#sun
#water
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Mm... I Hear You, My Love
You may want to remove your hat for this
What, no time for modesty, my love, may my soft incantation sail under your nose in its embracing animation
Stand there, and let my whispers catch your eyes in its drift
Shh... yes, allow my soft winds to surround your soul
Inhale, slowly exhale
Mm... you feel it too, yes, my love that is the feeling worth the heart and my mind to console
Who am I really taking too
Unto ether, may my breaths be mingled as savored sweetness from this Goddess' Sugar Halo
You like how my lips seal that oath with a...
What, no time for modesty, my love, may my soft incantation sail under your nose in its embracing animation
Stand there, and let my whispers catch your eyes in its drift
Shh... yes, allow my soft winds to surround your soul
Inhale, slowly exhale
Mm... you feel it too, yes, my love that is the feeling worth the heart and my mind to console
Who am I really taking too
Unto ether, may my breaths be mingled as savored sweetness from this Goddess' Sugar Halo
You like how my lips seal that oath with a...
#angels
#lover
#mythology
#sun
#water
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The Dawning Of A New Age
The Cradle Of The Clouds (The Deep Call)
Planet Earth 2025
Whispers of fourscore
Over the horizon deafening me as they wash upon the sandy seashores
As I close my eyes, I hear the echoes of my home calling out for me
Where chaos, hatred, envy does not define our creed
From the clouds, I must descend through the portal of time
Those third eye dimensions where I can fly high above the sky, unto the oceans I cannot hide
Awaiting my throne, the merit I give of my worth
Heaven, Earth, the Ocean is calling for...
Planet Earth 2025
Whispers of fourscore
Over the horizon deafening me as they wash upon the sandy seashores
As I close my eyes, I hear the echoes of my home calling out for me
Where chaos, hatred, envy does not define our creed
From the clouds, I must descend through the portal of time
Those third eye dimensions where I can fly high above the sky, unto the oceans I cannot hide
Awaiting my throne, the merit I give of my worth
Heaven, Earth, the Ocean is calling for...
#mythology
#seductive
#sensual
#water
#angels
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Wars of man and the beast who roams
No, the Reptilians, Anunnaki gave man earth to atone
It’s astonishing how mortals of today can still stand on the Creator’s sacred ground
From the void of darkens, when the world was at peace, no vibrations, no migration, within the mist, devoid of sound
The image of superiority to rule the land, from the breath of nostrils there stood man
Unto his quiet heart
Female of his rib in twain until death due part
Domesticate over the mammals, the seas, partaking in the fruitful...
No, the Reptilians, Anunnaki gave man earth to atone
It’s astonishing how mortals of today can still stand on the Creator’s sacred ground
From the void of darkens, when the world was at peace, no vibrations, no migration, within the mist, devoid of sound
The image of superiority to rule the land, from the breath of nostrils there stood man
Unto his quiet heart
Female of his rib in twain until death due part
Domesticate over the mammals, the seas, partaking in the fruitful...
#angels
#rebirth
#spiritual
#sun
#water
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Shalom
An embedded arrow from Cupid’s mystique bow
It’s now up to me to sow the seeds of love and reap the benefits of its growth
Whoever the receiver in the lifespan makes me a believer
Those piercing arrows make the heart feel beautifully adorned
Warm, all fuzzy inside, after time, then spiritually conform
Not to worry, everyone has had their company, for sure
Trying to keep the spark of emotions in the creation of a higher self, one must endure
My intentions to self-love have never been detoured, or evaporated...
It’s now up to me to sow the seeds of love and reap the benefits of its growth
Whoever the receiver in the lifespan makes me a believer
Those piercing arrows make the heart feel beautifully adorned
Warm, all fuzzy inside, after time, then spiritually conform
Not to worry, everyone has had their company, for sure
Trying to keep the spark of emotions in the creation of a higher self, one must endure
My intentions to self-love have never been detoured, or evaporated...
#philosophical
#spiritual
#sun
#water
#angels
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In The Spirit Of Honoring A Hebrew King
This was one powerful King and found to be in God’s favor, bequeathed upon the accession of his throne by his father King David, most historians have failed to properly manifest the importance of this Darken Hue Hebrew King who ruled Israel with an iron fist and was spiritually noted to be fair and less grievous in his principles.
I wanted to take the time to pay homage to one of my blessed Kings from the pages in the Bible and for all his extraordinary gifts that has somehow seeped into the fabric of our life.
Allow me in words to take...
I wanted to take the time to pay homage to one of my blessed Kings from the pages in the Bible and for all his extraordinary gifts that has somehow seeped into the fabric of our life.
Allow me in words to take...
#angels
#rebirth
#spiritual #water
#spiritual #water
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God Form
My flesh is weak and exhausted, and it has become weary on this journey through life. Trials and tribulations has become my lion tigers and bears. I once tremble at their booming roars. And fled into the darkness to hide my shivering spirit.
Fearing that my soul would be snatched and locked away in a terrible place, and when it is cold and hungry, and I shall find no comfort or warmth, as I am wrapped in a blanket of misery, and my everyday meal would a plate of pain.
And when I am done dining, I shall wash it all down with a cold cup of sorrows, and then I shall cry,...
Fearing that my soul would be snatched and locked away in a terrible place, and when it is cold and hungry, and I shall find no comfort or warmth, as I am wrapped in a blanket of misery, and my everyday meal would a plate of pain.
And when I am done dining, I shall wash it all down with a cold cup of sorrows, and then I shall cry,...
#angels
#devil
#God
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Paradise Lost
riotus laughter fills my thoughts
as the voices of mirth enter my mind
sometimes i laugh with them, others I don't
my feelings turn towards sorrow
I feel bad for them with all their bravado
they can't admit they're sad
in Paradise Lost Milton tells of Lucifer's fall
in front of the other angels he was brave
but when he is alone and thoughtful he feels bad
like he really fucked up
this makes me sorrowful because I know what is to fuck up
and regretting it later
he has no hopes of redeeming himself
my heart sinks...
as the voices of mirth enter my mind
sometimes i laugh with them, others I don't
my feelings turn towards sorrow
I feel bad for them with all their bravado
they can't admit they're sad
in Paradise Lost Milton tells of Lucifer's fall
in front of the other angels he was brave
but when he is alone and thoughtful he feels bad
like he really fucked up
this makes me sorrowful because I know what is to fuck up
and regretting it later
he has no hopes of redeeming himself
my heart sinks...
#angels
#God
#love
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beggars
His tears heal beggars
He weeps and they cheer
for if the Son of Man may cry
any man may bare his soul
however beaten,
bruised,
unrighteous
and be healed by the rivers
from his pure and unblemished eyes
waters laced with medicine
for even the sickest of mortal
mind or spirit
but why, save for old grudge
must my ugly heart
my blistering eyes,
that pour mercury
the skin that burns raw beneath
my cheeks, aching
from the teeth of rotting quartz
that has burst through them ...
He weeps and they cheer
for if the Son of Man may cry
any man may bare his soul
however beaten,
bruised,
unrighteous
and be healed by the rivers
from his pure and unblemished eyes
waters laced with medicine
for even the sickest of mortal
mind or spirit
but why, save for old grudge
must my ugly heart
my blistering eyes,
that pour mercury
the skin that burns raw beneath
my cheeks, aching
from the teeth of rotting quartz
that has burst through them ...
#angels
#forgiveness
#spiritual
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Astral Arcadia
Smoke and mirrors unbalance the truth of a detrimental soul
Cleansing of the intellect is the rebirth as the Sun is to the Rose
What fables can blind men speak
When questioning the presence of his purpose, yet dead minded to give hope in the deliverance of his speech
Trying to ignite the spark of conceivable notions when the heart is leaking and not at peace
His eyes cannot exalt beyond Mt. Zion peaks
Where is your Holy Oil for the lost wandering sheep
Give universal rest for the mental weariness and...
Cleansing of the intellect is the rebirth as the Sun is to the Rose
What fables can blind men speak
When questioning the presence of his purpose, yet dead minded to give hope in the deliverance of his speech
Trying to ignite the spark of conceivable notions when the heart is leaking and not at peace
His eyes cannot exalt beyond Mt. Zion peaks
Where is your Holy Oil for the lost wandering sheep
Give universal rest for the mental weariness and...
#peace
#spiritual
#angels
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Just Be In The Moment Of Time... (2025)
Let’s take a moment and bow our heads as you and I pray
From God’s lips to our hearts
Approved to say
May He smile upon us as we strive
Crossing into a new year, thank goodness we both arrived
Looking back
Mother Nature’s cruel attacks
You and I survived Hurricanes
God’s tears from pouring rains
AI has comprised the mind
Have altered manmade time
From this day forward, do not become enslaved by the computer and lose your soul in the world of...
From God’s lips to our hearts
Approved to say
May He smile upon us as we strive
Crossing into a new year, thank goodness we both arrived
Looking back
Mother Nature’s cruel attacks
You and I survived Hurricanes
God’s tears from pouring rains
AI has comprised the mind
Have altered manmade time
From this day forward, do not become enslaved by the computer and lose your soul in the world of...
#NewYear
#spiritual
#water
#angels
#sun
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DU Poetry : Long Poems About Angels