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Something serene

Where you lie beside me
your face reflects peace
and there’s holiness around you
as if something serene
has folded its wings over you.

I glimpse but cannot see any shadow
that it makes
upon the wall
and my eyes do not behold
the angel which
unfolds its wings
to cover you,
yet it’s surely there.

In the silence
of the stretching dark
I pray a prayer
to Him from whom
all angels of light come
to draw a wall of fire
around us
and slowly and surely
sleep creeps in
and I glide away
to the next day.

poem by Gert Strydom
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On Angel Wings

On Angel Wings You Do Fly
On Angel Wings Into The Sky
On Angel Wings I Do Cry
Because Thise Angel Wings Took You Away
On Angel Wings The Angels Sing
Is There No Such Lovely Thing
On Angel Wings You Fly Away
I Will See Them Angel Wings Again Some Day
When I Am Old And My Time Has Come
On Angel Wings I Will Fly
Tell I See You Once Again
Smiling On Angel Wing

poem by Merceds Lilly
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Yahweh

Oh Father Yahweh,
Help me to see your presence with your understandings;
And like the sweet love that spreads out for love,
I will always follow your laws of peace and love.
Why is the world like this?
For i am in the wilderness of Zin like,
The sins of my youth without any clue to move on.

The law is to be decided by a lot and,
Of the oracles of the one whose eyes are opened!
For Yahweh is not a man that He should lie.
The mouth of the donkey spoke and Balaam was surprised! !
So why cover your face and hold the gun of terror?
Surely, this thing is known; and surely, this thing is seen;
Because what is done in the dark is now exposed by the light.

Of a consuming fire!
From the Red Sea to the River Euphrates;
For Yahweh will surely provide for those who believe in Him.
I am for peace and those around me are for war,
You are for peace but those around you are for war,
So is this world of peace and hatred!
But, we have to fight on with peace at all times.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Angel

Artist Judas Priest
Song Angel
Albmun Angel Of Retribution
Lyrics By Rob Halford
Angel,
Put sad wings around me now
Protect me from this world of sin
So that we can rise again
Oh angel,
We can find our way somehow
Escaping from the world we're in
To a place where we began
And I know we'll find
A better place and piece of mind
Just tell me that it's all you want
For you and me
Angel won't you set me free
Angel,
Remember how we chased the sun
Then reaching for the stars at night
As our lives had just begun
When I close my eyes
I hear your velvet wings and cry
I'm waiting here with open arms
Oh can't you see
Angel shine your light on me
Angel we'll meet once more I'll pray
When all my sins are washed away
Hold me inside your wings and stay
Angel take me far away
Put your sad wings around me now
Angel take me far away
Put sad wings around me now
So that we can rise again
Put sad wings around me now
Angel take me far away
Put sad wings around me now
So that we can rise again

song performed by by Judas Priest
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Psalm 55

O if I had wings like a dove
I would surely fly away
If I could feel the rain from above
I would live another day

Yet I wander in this rainless place
And death is never far away
If I could only see His face
I would surely live another day

The wind and the storms are all around
And I cry out to God and pray
If I could break free and was not bound
I would surely live another day

I will cast my burden on the Lord
And He shall sustain me
I will lay down and rest in His word
And in His presence I surely shall be

poem by Frank McEleny
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On Angel Wings

On angel wings you do fly
On angel wings into the sky
On angel wings i do cry
Because those angel wings took you away
On angel wings the heralds sing
Is there no such lovely thing?
On angel wings you fly away.
I will see these angel wings again someday
When i am old and my time has come
On angel wings I will fly
Until I'm holding you once again
Smiling on angel wings.

poem by Troy Nichols
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Butterfly Dreams and Angel Wings

my hands shiver in the cold
because you are not here for me to hold
and the summer rain starts to fall
while i'm still waiting for your call...
butterfly wings slowly take place
eventhough it's dark
and i can't see your face
as the moon says goodnight
and fireflies start to take flight...
all around me,
i can hear no sound,
no thunder, no lightning, only silence
i step out and stand in the rain
hoping that it will wash away the pain...
and angel wings took hold of me
slowly lifting me up to eternity
taking me to distant places
that are always full of hope and happiness...
then i suddenly opened my eyes
and i started to realize
it was just butterfly dreams
coming from my broken heart...
butterfly dreams and angel wings
are you really true?
or just a fantasy to make me blue?
butterfly dreams and angel wings
are you really there?
could you hold me
and never ever let go?

poem by Carla Grace De Los Santos
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As I Grew Older

It was a long time ago.
I have almost forgotten my dream.
But it was there then,
In front of me,
Bright like a sun--
My dream.
And then the wall rose,
Rose slowly,
Slowly,
Between me and my dream.
Rose until it touched the sky--
The wall.
Shadow.
I am black.
I lie down in the shadow.
No longer the light of my dream before me,
Above me.
Only the thick wall.
Only the shadow.
My hands!
My dark hands!
Break through the wall!
Find my dream!
Help me to shatter this darkness,
To smash this night,
To break this shadow
Into a thousand lights of sun,
Into a thousand whirling dreams
Of sun!

poem by Langston Hughes
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Choices

We can think like angels
but the devil has said
'Take off your wings
come into my bed.'

We can act like angels
and refuse instead,
reject the pleasurable devil
and remain in our bed.

We can spread our wings
and soar with grace
or discard our wings
and in the mirror face

the eyes of betrayal,
the look of disgust,
the lure of the devil
and our sinful lust.

The weak will succumb
and lose their wings.
The faithful will become
and angel that sings.

poem by Edwina Reizer
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Angel of Darkness

An Angel with Broken Wings,
Torn by the Demons that have risen
from the Everlasting Darkness below.

Falling further into Hell,
Forgotten and Abandoned by all
of the Angels that he Trusted.

Finally realizing the Painful Truth
No One has ever Cared for him,
His Trust has been Betrayed.

Two options are left for this Condemned Angel.
Accept his Demise and die an Angel of Light
or Fight and become an Angel of Darkness

He chose to become the Angel of Darkness
after replacing his White Angel Wings,
with the Dark Black Wings of a Demon.

Now he has Vowed to Kill all of the Angels
that have Decieved him with False Feelings,
and those who have Plotted Against him.

With this newfound Reason to Live
his Life now has Meaning,
As an Angel among Demons.

This Angel is finally where he Belongs.
Living with the Demons in the Dark Abyss
after being Accepted and becoming their Leader.

Vincent Toll

poem by Vincent Toll
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Angel On My Bike

She knows just what I like
The angel on my bike
She found me down on a two ton anchor
Tangled up in wire
She always gets it right
The angel on my bike
I could be killed if the train goes faster
Well angel watch my life
I cant handle a care
I want, but I cant be there
While angels a prayer
Its 45 miles on that highway
Angel double prayer
I have to sleep with my eyes on the white lines
Elvis need of repair? ? ? help
I only wanted to believe
That angel its me that you need
And theres only, only one heart on that highway
Angel double prayer
I cant handle a care
I want, but I cant be there
While angels a prayer
I cant handle a care
I want, but I cant be there
While angels a prayer
Now its hard time on these wheels
These fairy tales
Turn to rusted steel and its
Gettin hard now to believe
Shes seein me
Angel, please, tell me
Cant you see
Angel its only me
Angel its only me
Well I cant take a care
Man, I want, but I cant be there
While angels a prayer
I cant handle a care
Well, I want, but I cant be there
While angels a prayer

song performed by by Wallflowers
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My Earthly Angel

No! not a piece of clay or a story book tellin u about the heavenly days, No! not a dream or a mythical scheme my angel is everything u wouldn't believe. His words speak volumes of wisdom for us al to hear and lowers the corruption so we hav nothing to fear, in times of trouble he's always rite there my angel my earthly angel. He does'nt have an halo, he does'nt hav wings, he does'nt shine like the sun or speak like the holy son but he is surely an angel sent from up above.his hands were like wings that raised u wen were down n lifted u so u can c al that u have done, like a sheild that never shifts, like a gentle hug in a cold blist.my angel my earthly angel. No! Its not a myth angels do exist. On the verge of breaking down he was the one I could call on, he held me up n let me stand, he was the one who always understands my angel my earthly angel

poem by Tisha Tamisha Campbell
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Slowly And Surely

slowly but surely
and surely is slow is
and slowly is surely is
a snail climbing its way
up riding upon the merits
of its saliva
slowly, slowly,
winning whining
whining winning
till all of them drop
dead and slowly but surely
does the snail take its pace
as the rabbit
watches upon the tease
of sleep

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I'sleep with the angel

I'sleep in the lap angel, where the face of angel is very clear, is seen in the eyes of me*

His lap is felt warm in my spirit,
I'sleep with the angel,
The angel spreads the attraction and appealing me*
Calm my life from all dejected*

I'sleep with my angel.
My angel come from heaven.
Bring would one million loves and peace.*

Needs would he always is for me.
My angel sleeps in my heart forevermore.
Afterwards the angel gives my greetings to the Lord in heaven.
So that i'always receive him blessing.**

I'sleep with the angel.
His face like the gold painting.
Imagine about the angels body.
Is full of the flower scent.
I'sleep with the angel forevermore**

poem by Dwi utami
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Fake Angels

I hold on my dream
In the dead of night
The angel wings aren't what they seem

The brilliant light makes me scream
But, black is all that is in sight
I hold on, my dream

The pale skin, the color of cream
Open, the sky and light
The angel wings aren't what they seem

And now this blood does deam
I won't give up the fight
I hold on, my dream

You and me is this battle's theme
In those eyes, ever bright
The angel wings aren't what they seem

And in the light the blood does gleam
With you I'll never run in fright
I hold on, my dream
The angel wings aren't what they seem

poem by Trey Mitchell
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The Hidden Room

I marvel if my heart,
Hath any room apart,
Built secretly its mystic walls within;
With subtly warded key.
Ne'er yielded unto me--
Where even I have surely never been.

Ah, surely I know all
The bright and cheerful hall
With the fire ever red upon its hearth;
My friends dwell with me there,
Nor comes the step of Care
To sadden down its music and its mirth.

Full well I know as mine,
The little cloister'd shrine
No foot but mine alone hath ever trod;
There come the shining wings--
The face of one who brings
The pray'rs of men before the throne of God.

And many know full well,
The busy, busy cell,
Where I toil at the work I have to do,
Nor is the portal fast,
Where stand phantoms of the past,
Or grow the bitter plants of darksome rue.

I know the dainty spot
(Ah, who doth know it not?)
Where pure young Love his lily-cradle made;
And nestled some sweet springs
With lily-spangled wings--
Forget-me-nots upon his bier I laid.

Yet marvel I, my soul,
Know I thy very whole,
Or dost thou hide a chamber still from me?
Is it built upon the wall?
Is it spacious? is it small?
Is it God, or man, or I who holds the key?

poem by Isabella Valancy Crawford
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You're an Angel

You're an angel that nobody can see,
Still, an angel is what you are to me.
An angel from heaven is what you are,
In my sky you're definitely a heavenly star.

You're an angel with beauty and grace,
You're kind and sweet, you've an angel face.
You have very graceful angel wings.
Happiness, joy, and love are just some things,

That an angel can give, and to me you've given.
In my heart and on my mind, is where you're livin'.
You have hair that is as soft as cotton.
A guardian angel is what I've gotten.

Your eyes are like sapphires that shine bright,
When everything is dark, you give me light.
You're an angel that gives me a reason to live,
You're the angel that teaches me to give.

You're the angel that makes me live another day,
You're the angel that teaches me the right things to say.
You're my angel and you'll always care,
You're my angel and you know I'll always be there.

(April the 4th.)

poem by Symone Raven
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I Bore You Up On Eagles Wings

I bore you up on eagles wings
And took you to my heart
When troubles are all the enemy brings
Know that we shall never part

I did not deliver you from affliction
Just to watch you drown
All of life is under my jurisdiction
And my presence is all around

Open up your eyes and see
Your God who dwells on high
I am the One who set you free
And My glory fills the earth and sky

Stand fast my child and do not falter
This fire shall not consume
You must pass through the brazen altar
Before your journey can resume

You shall pass through all the waters
You shall walk through every fire
For you're my sons and daughters
I'll give you wings and you'll fly higher

High above the stormy seas
You'll find your place it is in me
You must get down upon your knees
If you are longing to be free

The Lord says you are free indeed
Whether in the storm or fire
Keep your eyes upon the Seed
And He will surely take you higher

He'll take you up on eagles wings
Into the Father's heart
Into the place where angels sing
A place that quenches fiery darts

And though the world be shaken
And tried by fire and flood
We walk in blessed union
And we are covered by His Blood

And now we see that every nation
Has turned its back and walked away
And so shall face the tribulation
That comes before the judgment day

Stand fast in the Lord and be unmoved
By all of this commotion
For the saints in this day shall be approved
And known for their devotion

And in the end we'll fly away
To where the angel sings
Rising to the throne of grace
He'll take us there on eagles wings

poem by Frank McEleny
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Shadow/suicudan/angel

shadow is a personality
shadow is always there to torment me
shadow makes me live in fear
shadow makes me cry out black dark tears
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suicudan is another personality
suicudan is a hurt side of me
suicudan is a person who tells me to cut
suicudan is a person who lets me leak out blood
suicudan is there when i need to die
suicudan is there when i need to cover up my lies
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angel is another side of me
angel is a person who helps me lets me live happy and in peace
angel is like of the faces that i love
angel is then a force that takes me above
angel makes my luck good
angel makes me like it should

poem by Jon Crowell
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In The Shadow Of Your Wings

In the shadow of your wings
Protect me as you would your very eyes
So i can drink and taste
The river of delights

In the throne of your mercy and grace
I seek and find refuge
In the shadow of your wings
Hide me in your Holiness

poem by Meggie Gultiano
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What Left My Throat Dry?

Inexcusable crime
And incurable disease
Of the last century
Left my throat dry
Without water wetted my wings
Without sickle tied my legs
I lost my peace in the din
A fish in the water without a fin.

Water can not wet my throat
The sun can not dry my wings
Untying my legs will not give me back my fins.

What is the use to be dry,
If I shan't get the shadow and the fly?
I shan't get surely the shadow from the sun
To it, it will only increase my bebt burden?
My wet wings needn't to be wide spread
As I know the hope of justice has already dead!

poem by Abdul Wahab
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