Clip Your Wings, Baby
In the darkest depths far below,
The furnace may incinerate
Sin's vice and folly apropos
Before evil may saturate.
With no way to absquatulate
From what Death's disposition brings,
One must rely on their damned fate
And clip their feathery, white wings.
The mocking voice, Contrapasso,
Cuts sharply, harshly—biserrate—
Into the transgressions I know:
What bad intention does create.
My insult will annihilate
In sameness what the black heart sings.
The self must incapacitate
And clip its feathery, white wings.
poem by Tim Stensloff
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Dream of an Angel
guess what? other boys
ask god for heaven, holiday
and presents but i ask god
for an angel, white angel
with his big feathery wings
like what we see of gabriel
and guess what? yes, god did send
the angel to my dream one night
so huge were his wings
i found myself ruffling the feathers
as he stood tall
without even uttering a word
the strong feathers
which felt so warm
then the sudden fear
that he was coming
to take away mother
angel does this thing
says the bible
how i had cried
screamed that he would not
take mom away
the heaven reverberated
with my plea
i woke up tearsoaked
and glad that it was just a dream
glad that god had let me
see an angel
an angel with his large
feathery wings
that stands so tall
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Broken Wings
I once spread my wings happily,
Till the day I met you,
My wings got clip so I can be with you,
You made happiest girl alive,
You seem like a dream come true,
My broken wings may be broken yet you fixed me so I can fly happily,
With you by my side we can be free,
With you in my arms makes me want to smile and make me feel all warm inside,
We had our differences but we still made it through all those arguments,
We said we are good for each other,
With you I am more alive then dead inside,
With these broken wings I can be your everything,
You can see that I am more happy when I am with you,
Without you here by my side I am lost,
In dreams we are together flying happily,
With every wish we make,
With every heartbeat I make,
I am happy that I met you,
You made me see the colors beyond the black and white,
Now that my wings are back I am happily give your wings so we can fly away together.
poem by Jennifer Rondeau
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In The Heat Of The Morning
The blazing sunset in your eyes will tantalize
Every man who looks your way
I watched them sink before your gaze
Seniorita sway
Dance with me before their frozen eyes
Im so much in love
Like a little soldier catching butterflies
No man loved like I love you
Wouldnt you like to love me too
In the heat of the morning
In the shadow Ill clip your wings
And Ill tell you I love you
In the heat of the morning
Ill tie a knot in rainbows end, organise the breeze
Light my candle from the sun
Ill give you daylight for a friend
Ill do all of these
Ill prove that it can be done, oh, Im so much in love
Like the ragged boy who races with the wind
No man loved like I love you
Wouldnt you like to love me too
In the heat of the morning
In the shadow Ill clip your wings
And Ill tell you I love you
In the heat of the morning
In the heat of the morning
In the shadow Ill clip your wings
And Ill tell you I love you
In the heat of the morning
Oh yeah, all day, all the way
Ooh
song performed by by David Bowie
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Feather in Universe!
Feathery, feather, feathery
Blowing wind, it twirls and dances
Drenching rain, oh, feather, feathery
Like the Stars, Planets, in their orbit
Mystic and steady they go, no pillar
A distance to cover, energized, re-energized
Hmnn, feather, feather, feathery,
No staking, own, and alone, traversing
A soul in the wind, in Universe, Oh, feather!
poem by Charles Jagongo Ogola
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Striding Into Childhood
Clip clip clip…
The barbaric barber
As if venting his grudge
Swung his scissors –
The pleasure was his!
Battle ravaged, I walked out in the sun,
Leaving him with his fun, and then…
A floodgate in me opened
Transforming my mood –
Lightly I strode into childhood!
poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
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Name this bird
Name this bird
If you are.
If you wish
Go there.
Geography
I do not like.
History
This bird
is not feathery.
See the word
Search the bird.
The bird I saw
Above the rulrs
Above the law.
If you wish
Go and tell
But please
Do not say
The bird is in sleep
And not here to clip.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Polly
Polly wants a cracker
I think I should get off her first
Maybe she wants some water
To put out the blow torch
Isnt me
Have a seed
Let me clip
Your dirty wings
Let me take a ride
Hurt yourself
Want some help
Please myself
Got some rope
Have been told
Promise you
Have been true
Let me take a ride
Hurt yourself
Want some help
Please myself
Polly wants a cracker
Maybe she would like more food
She asked me to untie her
A chase would be nice for a few
Isnt me
Have a seed
Let me clip
Your dirty wings
Let me take a ride
Hurt yourself
Want some help
Please myself
Got some rope
Have been told
Promise you
Have been true
Let me take a ride
Hurt yourself
Want some help
Please myself
Polly said
Polly says her back hurts
Shes just as bored as me
She caught me off my guard
mazes me the will, of instinct
Isnt me
Have a seed
Let me clip
Your dirty wings
Let me take a ride
Hurt yourself
Want some help
Please myself
Got some rope
Have been told
Promise you
Have been true
Let me take a ride
Hurt yourself
Want some help
Please myself
song performed by by Nirvana
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Clouds Shall Pass
I see clouds
Whitish and feathery
Cotton white and feathery
Dark clouds, winds gather,
Winds howl, winds sweep the sky
Sun shines, coloured rainbow bows
little rain spatters, clouds,
Clouds shall clear, the sun winks.
poem by Charles Jagongo Ogola
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New Wave Polly
Polly wants a cracker
Think I should get off of her first
I think she wants some water
To put out the blow torch
It isnt me
We have some seed
Let me clip
Your dirty wings
Let me take a ride
Dont hurt yourself
I want some help
To help myself
Ive got some rope
You have been told
I promise you
I have been true
Let me take a ride
Dont hurt yourself
I want some help
To help myself
Polly wants a cracker
Maybe she would like more food
She asks me to untie her
A chase would be nice for a few
It isnt me
We have some seed
Let me clip
Your dirty wings
Let me take a ride
Dont hurt yourself
I want some help
To help myself
Ive got some rope
You have been told
I promise you
I have been true
Let me take a ride
Dont hurt yourself
I want some help
To help myself
{polly said}
Polly says her back hurts
And shes just as bored as me
She caught me off my guard
It amazes me, the will of instinct
It isnt me
We have some seed
Let me clip
Your dirty wings
Let me take a ride
Dont hurt yourself
I want some help
To help myself
Ive got some rope
You have been told
I promise you
I have been true
Let me take a ride
Dont hurt yourself
I want some help
To help myself
song performed by by Nirvana
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Angel Band
My latest sun is sinking fast
My race is nearly run
My strongest trials now have past
My triumph is begin
Oh, come, angel band
Come and around me, stand
Oh, bear me away on your snow white wings
To my immortal home
Oh, bear me away on your snow white wings
To my immortal home
Oh, bear my longing heart to him
Who bled and died for me
Whose blood now cleanses from all sin
And brings me victory
Oh, come, angel band
Come and around me, stand
Oh, bear me away on your snow white wings
To my immortal home
Oh, bear me away on your snow white wings
To my immortal home
Oh, come, angel band
Come and around me, stand
Oh, bear me away on your snow white wings
To my immortal home
song performed by by Monkees
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Http://www.ericajong.com/poems/onsendinghair.htm
There is a white wood house near Hampstead Heath
in whose garden the nightingale still sings.
Though Keats is dead, the bird who sang of death
returns with melodies, on easeful wings.
A lock of hair the poet's love received
remains in the room where first it was shorn;
An heirloom, its history half-believed,
its strands now faded and its ribbon worn.
On polished floors, through squares of summer sun
I felt his footsteps move, as if the elf
- deceiving elf, he called her - had not done
with making mischief to amuse herself.
I saw him clip that tousled lock of hair,
and though he did not offer it to me,
I felt that I was privileged, standing there,
and took his gesture for my legacy.
poem by Erica Jong
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Philosophy will clip an angel's wings.
quote by John Keats
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Wilde Angel....Doc Wilde
Wilde Angel the sun that brightens my every day
Wilde Angel the brightest star that lights up my darkest night
Wilde Angel my divine super hero
Wilde Angel chases away the scary monsters from under my bed
Wilde Angel big soft cuddly teady bear
Wilde Angel with outstreched wings ready to break my every fall
Wilde Angel with invisible wings
Wings that lift my spirits
Make them soar high above the heavens
Wilde Angel you graced my life and made it worth living
You heard my thoughts my inner voice
The silent pain
The deafening silence
Wilde Angel your voice sings a lullaby to my heart
Sweeter than any chocolate kiss
Cradles my pain and rocks my world
Wilde Angel your heart brought forth and did lay before me a gift
A gift of friendship unconditional
Lily white and pure
Wilde Angel you wipe away the tears even before they fall
Turning them into pearls of wisdom
Wilde Angel......you are the answer to my every prayer
You are the love, the blind faith, the healing friend my strenght and my joy
You are Doc Wilde......Leila's very own Wilde Angel
Don't ever tuck away those wings Doc.......Love LeilaXXXX
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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Peace
Peace is white
White be, a dove, a flag
High snow, higher clouds, higher more twinklings
White is tranquil, honarable, reliable, honest and decent
But white is dubious too
As the sparklings dotted in black sky
And black is immoral, bad, evil and sorrow
Yet black is utile too
Like these writings on peaceful white
White is the most sought
As wite is peace disliking conflicts
Yet peace is stuck with wars 'cause
Providence eventuates agitating criminal energy
Beyond love and hate, pain and pleasure
Hidden in is peace special
An exclusive providence unknowing to create evil
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Dear In The Headlines
Still in moonlight the scarlet sings
silver and black like piano keys
somewhere an angel gets her wings
call her for supper
and other things
still the the moonlight the scarlet sings
candy wrappers voices
pinned to the screens
somewhere an angel gets her wings
caught in the arms of a speakeasy
still in the moonlight the scarlet sings
bathing in the flashbulbs
and the legalese
somewhere an angel gets her wings
breathless and smoking chambers sings
of pages of magazines
stillin moonlight the scarlet sings
somewhere an angel gets her wings
poem by Patricia Schooff
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Angel Band
(traditional/emmylou harris)
My latest sun is sinking fast, my race is nearly run
My strongest trials now are past, my triumph has begun
Oh, come angel band come and around me stand
Oh bear me away on your snow white wings to my immortal home
Oh bear me away on your snow white wings to my immortal home
Oh bear my longing heart to him who bled and died for me
Whose blood now cleanses from all sin and gives me victory
Oh, come angel band come and around me stand
Oh bear me away on your snow white wings to my immortal home
Oh bear me away on your snow white wings to my immortal home
Oh bear me away on your snow white wings to my immortal home
song performed by by Emmylou Harris
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What Are Dreams
What are dreams?
they are not what they seem,
I dream of the day
after we have had out say
to see you, sat by a window,
the sunlight upon you,
It highlights your glory
your face tells its own story,
What are dreams?
Only dreams *sighs*
What are dreams?
They are not what they seem,
to dream of touching you,
with more than just my words.
My voice trembles
as over words I stumble.
Its for you I yearn.
What are dreams?
Only dreams *sighs*
What are dreams?
they are not what they seem,
I repaired your wings,
even made you sing.
but within our trip,
your wings I clip.
your silent now
it hurts and how.
What are dreams?
Only dreams...........
RG/RR
poem by Robert Green
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The Voice that Sings
The voice that sings across the night
Of long forgotten days and things,
Is there an ear to hear aright
The voice that sings?
It is as when a curfew rings
Melodious in the dying light,
A sound that flies on pulsing wings.
And faded eyes that once were bright
Brim over, as to life it brings
The echo of a dead delight,
The voice that sings.
poem by Robert Fuller Murray
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White sparrow
white sparrow you see me standing
you could kill me without landing
your wing is just as long as a man
you are as cold as a snowy day
you have come here from heaven
you must of as you fight my devil's
your feathers turn slowly black with my sin
and yet you stay beautiful as always
my sin is like a ciggerate it will turn you black inside
but you cannot die as you are one in your own
you came from heaven so your holy arent you
god sent you for me so you must do what you must do
my heart was never red nor white but black
i was born with my sin and also that of my kin
but white sparrow you have taken that from me
and now you are dying you turned black whilst i change to white
oh my lord what a sight it must be to see
a boy like me clean of all carrying a bird of sin
i am carrying you white sparrow your heart is no longer cold
and your body no longer white nor wings large
but white sparrow you will not die, no you will not
for you white sparrow you came from heaven for me
when i picked my child's name people laughed you did not
you looked at my child in his cot and nodded now you cant
for white sparrow you dont belong with me not anymore
your must leave for heaven and recover to help others
so farewell white sparrow il missy you my saviour
now go to that sin filled woman and help her
for white sparrow i will look for you as you continue
for white sparrow i will see you in heaven....goodbye
poem by Daniel Laurence
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