Poems About Angels Published by Members Recently Online
#angels
Magical Presence
It was a warm,sunny day.
You were walking down the beach.
On the golden,shiny sand.
Ocean waves greet you.
And the sunlight rays meet you.
Curious,she saw something out of reach.
At the sunny,warm beach.
Somewhere,at the shore.
She saw something she had never seen before.
She gazes with curious eyes.
Under the sunny,warm skies.
A magical,open clam,made of gold.
Accurate to all the stories you were told.
But inside,was something whimsical.
Golden shiny. A pearl,so tiny.
Like...
You were walking down the beach.
On the golden,shiny sand.
Ocean waves greet you.
And the sunlight rays meet you.
Curious,she saw something out of reach.
At the sunny,warm beach.
Somewhere,at the shore.
She saw something she had never seen before.
She gazes with curious eyes.
Under the sunny,warm skies.
A magical,open clam,made of gold.
Accurate to all the stories you were told.
But inside,was something whimsical.
Golden shiny. A pearl,so tiny.
Like...
#angels
#hope
#magic #uplifting
#magic #uplifting
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Magical Presence
It was a warm,sunny day.
You were walking down the beach.
On the golden,shiny sand.
Ocean waves greet you.
And the sunlight rays meet you.
Curious,she saw something out of reach.
At the sunny,warm beach.
Somewhere,at the shore.
She saw something she had never seen before.
She gazes with curious eyes.
Under the sunny,warm skies.
A magical,open clam,made of gold.
Accurate to all the stories you were told.
But inside,was something whimsical.
Golden shiny. A pearl,so tiny.
Like...
You were walking down the beach.
On the golden,shiny sand.
Ocean waves greet you.
And the sunlight rays meet you.
Curious,she saw something out of reach.
At the sunny,warm beach.
Somewhere,at the shore.
She saw something she had never seen before.
She gazes with curious eyes.
Under the sunny,warm skies.
A magical,open clam,made of gold.
Accurate to all the stories you were told.
But inside,was something whimsical.
Golden shiny. A pearl,so tiny.
Like...
#angels
#hope
#magic #uplifting
#magic #uplifting
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Magical Presence
It was a warm,sunny day.
You were walking down the beach.
On the golden,shiny sand.
Ocean waves greet you.
And the sunlight rays meet you.
Curious,she saw something out of reach.
At the sunny,warm beach.
Somewhere,at the shore.
She saw something she had never seen before.
She gazes with curious eyes.
Under the sunny,warm skies.
A magical,open clam,made of gold.
Accurate to all the stories you were told.
But inside,was something whimsical.
Golden shiny. A pearl,so tiny.
Like...
You were walking down the beach.
On the golden,shiny sand.
Ocean waves greet you.
And the sunlight rays meet you.
Curious,she saw something out of reach.
At the sunny,warm beach.
Somewhere,at the shore.
She saw something she had never seen before.
She gazes with curious eyes.
Under the sunny,warm skies.
A magical,open clam,made of gold.
Accurate to all the stories you were told.
But inside,was something whimsical.
Golden shiny. A pearl,so tiny.
Like...
#angels
#hope
#magic #uplifting
#magic #uplifting
159 reads
0 Comments
Magical Presence
It was a warm,sunny day.
You were walking down the beach.
On the golden,shiny sand.
Ocean waves greet you.
And the sunlight rays meet you.
Curious,she saw something out of reach.
At the sunny,warm beach.
Somewhere,at the shore.
She saw something she had never seen before.
She gazes with curious eyes.
Under the sunny,warm skies.
A magical,open clam,made of gold.
Accurate to all the stories you were told.
But inside,was something whimsical.
Golden shiny. A pearl,so tiny.
Like...
You were walking down the beach.
On the golden,shiny sand.
Ocean waves greet you.
And the sunlight rays meet you.
Curious,she saw something out of reach.
At the sunny,warm beach.
Somewhere,at the shore.
She saw something she had never seen before.
She gazes with curious eyes.
Under the sunny,warm skies.
A magical,open clam,made of gold.
Accurate to all the stories you were told.
But inside,was something whimsical.
Golden shiny. A pearl,so tiny.
Like...
#angels
#hope
#magic #uplifting
#magic #uplifting
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Midnight's Hope
Night time is between beautiful and bitter. It is poised behind and beyond.
Darkness falls so near that you can touch it. Sometimes it follows a wide pathetic path to conquer the weaker side of life.
But in the depths of twilight, dreams become a peculiar kind of reality. Search for the constellations to guide you.
Silent silver wings are ascending on high.
They whisper and smile at each moonbeam on the rise.
When the magic takes over you are safe.
There is no longer any fear, no hate, only reason to hope. No more confusion, no more...
Darkness falls so near that you can touch it. Sometimes it follows a wide pathetic path to conquer the weaker side of life.
But in the depths of twilight, dreams become a peculiar kind of reality. Search for the constellations to guide you.
Silent silver wings are ascending on high.
They whisper and smile at each moonbeam on the rise.
When the magic takes over you are safe.
There is no longer any fear, no hate, only reason to hope. No more confusion, no more...
#love
#angels
#spiritual #WritingPoetry
#spiritual #WritingPoetry
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Midnight's Hope
Night time is between beautiful and bitter. It is poised behind and beyond.
Darkness falls so near that you can touch it. Sometimes it follows a wide pathetic path to conquer the weaker side of life.
But in the depths of twilight, dreams become a peculiar kind of reality. Search for the constellations to guide you.
Silent silver wings are ascending on high.
They whisper and smile at each moonbeam on the rise.
When the magic takes over you are safe.
There is no longer any fear, no hate, only reason to hope. No more confusion, no more...
Darkness falls so near that you can touch it. Sometimes it follows a wide pathetic path to conquer the weaker side of life.
But in the depths of twilight, dreams become a peculiar kind of reality. Search for the constellations to guide you.
Silent silver wings are ascending on high.
They whisper and smile at each moonbeam on the rise.
When the magic takes over you are safe.
There is no longer any fear, no hate, only reason to hope. No more confusion, no more...
#love
#angels
#spiritual #WritingPoetry
#spiritual #WritingPoetry
219 reads
2 Comments
Midnight's Hope
Night time is between beautiful and bitter. It is poised behind and beyond.
Darkness falls so near that you can touch it. Sometimes it follows a wide pathetic path to conquer the weaker side of life.
But in the depths of twilight, dreams become a peculiar kind of reality. Search for the constellations to guide you.
Silent silver wings are ascending on high.
They whisper and smile at each moonbeam on the rise.
When the magic takes over you are safe.
There is no longer any fear, no hate, only reason to hope. No more confusion, no more...
Darkness falls so near that you can touch it. Sometimes it follows a wide pathetic path to conquer the weaker side of life.
But in the depths of twilight, dreams become a peculiar kind of reality. Search for the constellations to guide you.
Silent silver wings are ascending on high.
They whisper and smile at each moonbeam on the rise.
When the magic takes over you are safe.
There is no longer any fear, no hate, only reason to hope. No more confusion, no more...
#love
#angels
#spiritual #WritingPoetry
#spiritual #WritingPoetry
219 reads
2 Comments
Midnight's Hope
Night time is between beautiful and bitter. It is poised behind and beyond.
Darkness falls so near that you can touch it. Sometimes it follows a wide pathetic path to conquer the weaker side of life.
But in the depths of twilight, dreams become a peculiar kind of reality. Search for the constellations to guide you.
Silent silver wings are ascending on high.
They whisper and smile at each moonbeam on the rise.
When the magic takes over you are safe.
There is no longer any fear, no hate, only reason to hope. No more confusion, no more...
Darkness falls so near that you can touch it. Sometimes it follows a wide pathetic path to conquer the weaker side of life.
But in the depths of twilight, dreams become a peculiar kind of reality. Search for the constellations to guide you.
Silent silver wings are ascending on high.
They whisper and smile at each moonbeam on the rise.
When the magic takes over you are safe.
There is no longer any fear, no hate, only reason to hope. No more confusion, no more...
#love
#angels
#spiritual #WritingPoetry
#spiritual #WritingPoetry
219 reads
2 Comments
लिख-लिख कर मिटाता रहा नसीब वो
जान-जान कर
कोरे कागज़ की कहानी यूँ खुदा हो गयी !
जान-जान कर
कोरे कागज़ की कहानी यूँ खुदा हो गयी !
#aliens
#angels
#devil
#ghosts
#God
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लिख-लिख कर मिटाता रहा नसीब वो
जान-जान कर
कोरे कागज़ की कहानी यूँ खुदा हो गयी !
जान-जान कर
कोरे कागज़ की कहानी यूँ खुदा हो गयी !
#aliens
#angels
#devil
#ghosts
#God
169 reads
2 Comments
लिख-लिख कर मिटाता रहा नसीब वो
जान-जान कर
कोरे कागज़ की कहानी यूँ खुदा हो गयी !
जान-जान कर
कोरे कागज़ की कहानी यूँ खुदा हो गयी !
#aliens
#angels
#devil
#ghosts
#God
169 reads
2 Comments
लिख-लिख कर मिटाता रहा नसीब वो
जान-जान कर
कोरे कागज़ की कहानी यूँ खुदा हो गयी !
जान-जान कर
कोरे कागज़ की कहानी यूँ खुदा हो गयी !
#aliens
#angels
#devil
#ghosts
#God
169 reads
2 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Angels Published by Members Recently Online