Of Souls And Angels
she says in all honesty
that she has not seen
a single soul
or felt its coldest touch
in her skin as others
seem to imply from
their hair raising experiences
first hand direct
from the horse's mouth
and it is the same with
angels
how could she not have
seen one with
white wings
and angelic faces?
how could she ever
relate to all these
tales and myths
and legends and
storied told by
fools, she says
i know. She has no soul
and She was never once an
angel in those heavenly skies.
So they all condemn
an honest woman like those
witches burned at those stakes.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Angels
Everyone pictures angels
with angelic faces, golden hair,
a pair of wings and a head
surrounded by an aura of gold.
However, are angels really like that?
Angels are just like you and me.
They walk among us
and you would never recognise one,
if they were right before your eyes.
They will never tell you
that they are an angel.
The only time you would know
there was an angel there,
is when their miracle
has been performed,
and like a fleeting ghost,
they fade away and are gone.
(19 September 2007)
poem by David Harris
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Angel With A Dark Side
I like to imagine how you really are—
An Angel with a dark side—Mysterious and—
Heavenly— yet dressed in black—with—an—
Affinity for things that go bump in the night.
True beauty in the Flesh—my Dark Angel—
Not sent from up above to save humanity—
Just to save me—and heal yourself in the process—
Real Angels are not dressed in white with a
Golden Halo around their heads—I have seen—
A Real Angel—they are dressed in Black and have—
Tattoos and piercings—more beautiful than the Angels
That the fairy tales speak of—A real Angel has felt hurt—
And happiness—and battles demons on a daily basis—
Angels are a rarity—the real ones are anyway—
But—an Angel with a Dark side—Is the Rarest of
All Angels—The Darker her wings—the more pain and
Hurt and love and happiness she can feel—because a real
Angel—with a Dark Side—is one that has been to Hell and back—
That's how she earned her Wings—if you are ever lucky enough
To catch an Angel—with a Dark Side—love them—they are special!
poem by Dougie Fresh
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The Angel of Fairy Tales
Wake up.
In a world where you are free.
A world where you can be anything you want to be.
I'm the angel that will protect you from your nightmares.
I'm the angel that will always love you and care.
I'm the angel of Fairy Tales.
Let my wings be your wings,
Let my soul be your soul,
Let my happiness be your happiness.
In a world where you can be anything you want to be.
I'll spread my wings and protect you from your fears.
In this land of Fairy Tales, in the world we are in.
Because, I am the angel of Fairy Tales.
poem by Elle Lazarus
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Angel Boy
(danny orton)
My mother said theres only one way
A sweet angel boy, narrow and straight
Timing his past, teachings they fade
Now their angel boy has gone astray
Ive felt the hand of the devil, felt his breath on my skin
Dip me into the water, wash me again
Can I still be forgiven for all of these things
Or have I gone too far now
Have I lost my wings
I found a priest, I spoke my mind
Asked if Id sinned one too many times
He said my son, youre only a man
Then I said, sir, you dont understand
Ive felt the hand of the devil, felt his breath on my skin
Dip me into the water, wash me again
Can I still be forgiven for all of these things
Or have I gone too far now
Have I lost my wings
God help us all for what we have done
Weve lost our way, we cant find the son
We make our beds, we seal our fate
Is there still time, or is it too late
Weve felt the hand of the devil, felt his breath our my skin
Dip us into the water, wash us again
Can we still be forgiven for all of these things
Or have we gone too far now
Have we lost our wings
Weve felt the hand of the devil, felt his breath our my skin
Dip us into the water, wash us again
Can we still be forgiven for all of these things
Or have we gone too far now
Have we lost our wings
Have we lost our wings
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Akon Angel
Akon angel
Is the only black angel that lives in heaven
The rest of the angels are white
And the white angels finally got used to akon angel
Of course the white angels were upset when they heard that a black angel
Was going to live with them
At first they felt outraged
But God had a talk with all the white angels
And told them that their behavior was unacceptable
Because heaven is for everybody and not only for whites
Also God explain to them that he made the people different colors
Because he wanted a spice in life
Akon Angel doesn't have anything against the white angels
But the white angels will ignore Akon angel and not say anything to him
Because they don't want to upset him
So they try topretend that the Akon angel doesn't exist
And that helps them to deal with it
AkonAngel looks after the garden in heaven because he loves to work in The garden and doesn't mind to get dirty
But the white angels don't like the garden at all
And they work inthe kitchen preparing their meals for the day
God is in charge of the laundry and the cleaning of heaven
Also God loves to clean and do the laundry
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Earth Angels
We all have a picture in our mind
of what an Angel should be.
Artists put oils on canvas
to show us what their like,
writers use their words
to describe the beauty there.
The impression of an Angel
is one of a serine face,
golden hair and heavenly wings.
But what about the earth Angels,
those who look like you and I.
The stranger who comes into our lives
and turns it around.
Shows us the beauty we miss
when we are down,
who take us by the hand,
leading us to greater things.
These are the earth Angels
whom we’ll never see their wings.
Those precious strangers
who at times come into our lives.
7 July 2008
poem by David Harris
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I Wish I Was A Heavenly Angel
I wish I was a heavenly angel
For I would watch and protect mankind
But I am no heavenly angel
Hence must play in my own kind
I wish I was a heavenly angel
For I would pray for those in sorrow
But I am no heavenly angel
Hence must suffer the torment of borrow
I wish I was a heavenly angel
For I would worship my god day and night
But I am no heavenly angel
Hence must fight for my own right
I wish I was a heavenly angel
For I would always cling to my sword
But I am no heavenly angel
Hence must fight the pain of my fault
I wish I was a heavenly angel
For I would never no tiredness
But I am no heavenly angel
Hence must till the land to grow in abundance
I wish I was a heavenly angel
For I would weep when man sin
But I am no heavenly angel
Hence must pray for my own sin so dire
I wish I was a heavenly angel
For I would shore endlessly in space
But I am no heavenly angel
Hence must check as I walk in pace
I wish I was a heavenly angel
For I would wonder around this world free
But I am no heavenly angel
Hence must stand still as a tree
I wish I was a heavenly angel
For my heart shall always be in joy
But I am no heavenly angel
Hence must behave just like a boy
poem by Samuel Donkor
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Mystical Light
Sweet breath of an angel
In perfect harmony and peace
As you glory in his presence
your rapture does increase
Touched by the aura from Heaven
spread around you from a child you grew
You can dwell upon that angel child
from the time that you were new
You rose on high so young and raw
from the depths of the earth
you came
Now you live in this heavenly place
that always stays the same
Tinkerbelle they call her
your little angel girl
she stays close by you always
For around you she will twirl
You are her angel Mother
She your child of light
Sleep now angel mother
I'll watch over you tonight
The touch of an angel is something
we all crave
The feeling that we are being protected
and watched over each day and night
gives us spiritual warmth.
I have met angels I think
I have felt their close embrace
their beauty their radiance
which is beyond comprehension
Yes I think I have felt an
angel hug
Yes I have felt their gentle kiss
for I have had my soul awakened
and my eyes opened to their presence
poem by Janice M Pickett
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One Angel
One angel, its wings spread out
colliding with the speed of sound,
One angel, that shone brighter
than the moon cratered by eternal night,
One angel, with beauty that made all the,
flowers shed there pedals out of jealously,
One angel, it's hands soft and warming
like the embrace of the suns nova ray's,
One angel, it's voice echo's through your mind
hitting every sense of safety into bloom,
One angel, with eyes that ate out
the vision of anything else but them in your sight,
One angel, it's touch like that of a dimming
candle penetrating your skin with warmth and delight,
One angel, that breathes everything
into you so you can stay alive,
One angel, that holds onto your soul
in the treasure box called her own,
One angel, is all you need
to have a eternal paradise in your soul,
One angel, you only see once in life,
One angel, that's yours to own,
One angel, made for the souls needed to be sown
poem by Daniel Filippov
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What tis it about Angels?
They usually are barefoot
That they never wear shoes
They seem to like flip flops or sandals
as the footwear they choose
That they almost always wear white
Never chartreuse or puce
And their garb’s never tailored
It’s always flowing and loose
Is it strange that there’s
no female Angels in the bible
Is there a gender bias
For which that Holy book’s liable
And isn’t it odd
That Those beautiful wings
Must surely prevent them
From leaning back against things
Do Angels wear underwear
If they do I wonder what
Good Lord, not thongs or speedos
To cover an angelic butt
Do they ever have bad hair days
Do they ever feel depressed or let down
Do they ever smile or laugh out loud
Have you ever seen one grimace or frown
Did they have to practice or audition
to sing in that heavenly choir
That celebrated Jesus birthday
Upon his birth in that manger bower
Can one reach out and touch an Angel
They’re always reaching out with ethereal grace
I like to think you can touch an Angel
As long as you don’t touch it in an inappropriate place
Are they splendid illusions
Or specifically and truly tendered players
I believe that they’re not simplistic illusions
But are rendered true by faith and prayers
They exist in a world as of leprechauns and elves
And require a leap of faith to become real
But they are quite real, we can assure ourselves
If we believe in them, with true religious zeal
poem by David Whalen
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My Own Angel, Whom God Sent For Me
My very own Angel
One so specially made for me
Made so perfectly by the Almighty
When i look into his eyes
i know there is a God who loves me
Made an angel just for me
His hair is dark and fine
wings so bright white
strong enough to fend off evil
God must've known, He had to
that i would fall in love
with my own angel
His wings which i can see
for miles away in the darkest cave
is always right beside me
whenever evil comes this way
im never the slightest afriad
Because i know he's always here
ready to fight for me
for my soul to reach heaven
so we can be together
not as human and angel
--But-
as ANGEL and ANGEL!
poem by Bellaina Bella Hernandez
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Every Person Has An Angel
Every person has an Angel,
Who watch us from above,
They fly down from Heaven,
Whenever we need their love.
Some Angels may be a loved one,
Who has died and passed from earth,
Are maybe your Angel,
Has been with you since birth.
Some Angels stay always with us,
Forever by our side,
They have their wings around us,
To keep us warm inside.
They help us with our burdens,
And help to ease our fears,
They help us through our pain,
And wipe away our tears.
You cannot see your Angel,
Though they are always near,
But in certain circumstances,
Your Angel may appear.
Your Angel may appear to you,
In a dream or by their touch,
To tell you in your time of need,
They will be your crutch.
And in your final moments,
When death is at your door,
Your Angel will take you by the hand,
And through the Heavens soar.
Your Angel will leave you at the gate,
As all of Heaven sings,
God will come to greet you,
And give you your Angel Wings.
By Richard Netherland Cook
poem by Richard Netherland Cook
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Me, Love, Them
LIKE a street drug, his poison
took, and took well, like a dull
knife, it cuts the skin, then
finds the blood, then soul.
OH fairy tales, take this child
in your hands,
OH fairy tales, let the white
horse come, and take this child
to a place called, me, love,
and them.
LIKE a street whore, this
man sells his body to the
dogs, the rich take what they
want, and the poor kick,
and kick, untill he finds his
way back home.
OH fairy tales, take this
child in your hands,
oh fairy tales, let the
white horse come, and take this
child to a place called,
me, love, and them.
poem by David Gerardino
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For A Friend
LIKE a street drug, his poison
took, and took well, like a dull
knife, it cuts the skin, then
finds the blood, then soul.
OH fairy tales, take this child
in your hands,
OH fairy tales, let the white
horse come, and take this child
to a place called, me, love,
and them.
LIKE a street whore, this
man sells his body to the
dogs, the rich take what they
want, and the poor kick,
and kick, untill he finds his
way back home.
OH fairy tales, take this
child in your hands,
oh fairy tales, let the
white horse come, and take this
child to a place called,
me, love, and them.
poem by David Gerardino
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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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Undying Angels Love
Cricket’s fly, butterflies die
Angels wings, angels fly
Yesterdays dreams tomorrow will pass by
My angel stays...yes our love wont cry
The time of my soul will wait
And angels won’t fear to let me grieve
I’m here my angel I’m here
Let me lightened your darkest days
I’m here my angel, I’m here
You and I, never let fall our tears
I love you my cricket angel
Love always, your butterfly angel won’t leave..
i love you...
always,
- your butterfly angel -
poem by Tough Angel fly purple butterfly fly
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Taedium Vitae
To stab my youth with desperate knives, to wear
This paltry age's gaudy livery,
To let each base hand filch my treasury,
To mesh my soul within a woman's hair,
And be mere Fortune's lackeyed groom, - I swear
I love it not! these things are less to me
Than the thin foam that frets upon the sea,
Less than the thistledown of summer air
Which hath no seed: better to stand aloof
Far from these slanderous fools who mock my life
Knowing me not, better the lowliest roof
Fit for the meanest hind to sojourn in,
Than to go back to that hoarse cave of strife
Where my white soul first kissed the mouth of sin.
poem by Oscar Wilde
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Tadium Vita
TO stab my youth with desperate knives, to wear
This paltry age's gaudy livery,
To let each base hand filch my treasury,
To mesh my soul within a woman's hair,
And be mere Fortune's lackeyed groom,--I swear
I love it not! these things are less to me
Than the thin foam that frets upon the sea,
Less than the thistle-down of summer air
Which hath no seed: better to stand aloof
Far from these slanderous fools who mock my life
Knowing me not, better the lowliest roof
Fit for the meanest hind to sojourn in,
Than to go back to that hoarse cave of strife
Where my white soul first kissed the mouth of sin.
poem by Oscar Wilde
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You're my 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 & grace
You're so kind & sweet,
you have an angel’s face
You have a pair of angel’s wings
Happiness and joy are just some things
That an angel can give
In my heart & mind is where you're living
You have hair as soft as the white clouds
A guardian angel is what I have 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 an angel that teaches me to give.
You're an angel that teaches me the right things to say.
You're my angel & Ill always care.
You're my angel & you know Ill always be there.
poem by Dr Nihar Ranjan Ray
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U R My Angle
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 definably a heavenly star
You're an angel with beauty & grace
You're kind & sweet, you have an angel face
You have very graceful angel wings
Happiness and joy are just some things
that an angel can give
In my heart & mind is where you're living
You have hair as soft as the white clouds
A guardian angel is what Ive 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 an angel that teaches me to give.
You're an angel that teaches me the right things to say.
You're my angel & Ill always care.
You're my angel & you know Ill always be there.
poem by Ankur Garg
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