Cherubic Poems | Examples

It Is To Be

the choir chimed in 
a chorus of rebuke 
or stones we'd hurl
abusing the adulteress's skin 
shoot your pocket rocks 
passing judgment comes down 
like diluvial rains splashing
gory-red upon your frocks 

it was to be...  

her luggage, some water-jars
Samaritan's soles cooked &
cured by partiality &
cancel culture, burying stars 
Desert Rose Parchment Gazette 
circulated the dame's tragedies 
watering-hole purists rebuffed her
like Hester of Scarlet 

it was to be... 

but five (4+1) days late 
the state of death 
arose, rank and proud  
with results beyond debate 
Brother Lazarus' fate sealed 
in the tacit tombs
there for the world 
and his women appealed 

none was to be 
ne'er was to be  

Oh, Creator of Earth,
& Heavens outweighs the 
chains of men's destinies 
enters seas of dearth 
that i should gain 
Your cherubic fiddling surceased:
extemporizing treatises in sands
divining springs quenching pain 
How impossibly the author
of Tomorrow and hero
of souls and spine 
of faith, the purveyor
of Paradise and mercy
of the made, despoils
death's feats & fervor.
Selah. Let it be.

Knowing Angels

Angels are almost silent
Subtle 
treadbare steppers
subliminal stalkers 
determinedly quiet 
except at choir 
a pair of cherubic hums 
can equivalate 
to the drones 
of a billion bees. 

Can you separate 
the noises
of bouncing sparrows 
on wet sands,
from belly-down
thin-skinned slitherers 
roaming in beds of grass - 
obscenely dense, 
from burglarizing ants at a picnic party?

Angels are seen
since they come to visit. 
Unannounced,
but friendly faces 
beaconing
like lighthouses.
Their halogen coronets 
fulgurate and exorcise 
diabolical agency. 
                                                                  
Other angels may be noticed. 
An invasive host 
shod in threatening boots 
dangling peace and safety
but entangling angles
strangle. 
Hopes
course
in descension:
brambles
boulders 
ports of fire.

Angels

Sun goes down, darkness falls through the canopy,
lost in the maze of forest I run disoriented in fear.
A winged light flashes, I follow it to the safe pasture.
I know I am not so lost that angels don’t find me.

Monsoon storm pours heavy rains, the river swells up,
my boat capsizes, I can’t hold on to anything nearby.
Just before drowning I felt a hand hold mine, lift me up,
I know I am not so lost that angels don’t find me.

In trying phase of life, I lose a dear one and the sky falls,
my heart breaks, as the pain I keep concealed within,
I feel the feathery healing touch that let my life go on.
I know I am not so lost that angels don’t find me.

Though their seraphic flights are not in our view,
whenever we are adrift, veiled by the darkest of time,     
their cherubic presence assures us we are not alone,         
for we are not so lost that angels don’t find us.

Your Heart Is Mine

"I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart) 
I am never without it..."  E.E. Cummings


The sparkling dawn veneers my heart’s horizon with color,
spreads the sunburst tinges of my timeless yearning,
paints a golden garden blooming with luster of my love,	
unfurls the facsimile of your astral floral face I adore. 

The patina of radiant rose flushes your cherubic cheeks,
glitters with the grandeur of resplendent pearls of dew,
rhapsody ripples in the mesmeric meadow of my mind,
your heart becomes mine, in the ether of euphoria I float.

In vivacious vale of mind contoured by your charisma,
as I carve an ardent conduit of longing to reach you,
the fervent cloud of my craving melts in a torrent,
makes my love for you a cascading stream I swim. 

Flowing with the current of your charismatic allure, 
my possessed passion sails to the moonlit bay of bliss,	
where your love weaves the lattice of stars in my sky, 
in my heart the shine of enchanting sequins I preserve.

Happy Harmony

Ravishing Romeo, you rule my heart
Softly have you ravaged my senses
I'm yours to control, completely yours
Darling, you are dashing and smashing
My beloved better half, I'm besotted with you
You're my treasure, my prince, my pleasure
Mon amour, I love you, my magical mister
You're the answer to my persistent prayers
God's gift, you lift my soul and make me whole
Mystery man, you're the missing piece, 
the succulent slice of my life puzzle
My tender tease, my tantalizing tormentor, 
I adore you, admire you, this I admit
My missing rib owner, you own me and owe me love
You are rampaging me, changing me for the better
My heaven-sent helpmeet, how you hold me in your heart! 
I'm your siren, singing a sentimental serenade for you
You've ravished me, lavished me with your flaming fervour
My large-hearted lover, you light up my life with your love
My daring dearie, let us dance in our dreams with dandelions
Let us paint panoramic pictures of pure passion
Together, let's chart new chapters of chromatic chemistry
Come, let's create a cherubic symphony, 
a happy harmony in sync with each other.

Gift Of God

The dazzling dawn lights up my heart’s horizon, 
spreads the sensuous spectrum of luring longing
on the gorgeous blooming garden flushed with my love,
swathing the facsimile of your florid face with charisma.

The patina of rose blushes in your sensuous lips,
glittering with the grandeur of charismatic petals.
Rhapsodic wind blows in mesmeric meadow of my heart,
as you become mine, I float beguiled in ether of euphoria. 

The sculpted window of your hazel eyes closes
like the folded ornate wings of hypnotic butterfly.
Lattice of onyx eyelashes embroiders lissome lids of eyes,
harboring dulcet dreams in the fathomless sapphire sea.

The radiant cherubic cheeks are subtly caressed
by serenading zephyr suffused with fuchsia blush,
candescent in the amorous aurora of sunburst dusk sky.
Breathless, I etch in my halcyon heart the enticing image. 

In my journey in the undulating terrain of life, 
through the blizzard in the winter of despair,
and along the valley of flowers in the spring of delight, 
by my side I always find you, the precious gift of God.

Zephyr

“The effervescent beauty needs to be embraced,
for it may drift away with the wind” –Quote by poet
 

The onyx hair untamed 
Some swirl in the squally stream  
Some lace lilting lattice on ivory forehead 
Locking the charisma of the evanescent mind 
Lest it flies away from the face in the zephyr. 

The almond eyes unclosed 
Eyelids blink to the tune of butterfly flutter 
Eyelashes align with silver strings of starry sky 
Hold the dulcet facade of dream-drenched charm 
Lest it floats away from the face in the zephyr. 

The flower of luscious lips unfurled 
Dons the lilac luster of the sunburst dawn 
Dew drops shine on petals with sparkling allure 
Engraving the curled contours of the mystique smile 
Lest it flits away from the face in the zephyr. 

The cherubic cheeks unveiled 
Spread jasmine scent in the seductive air 
Caressing the face suffused with glow of aurora 
Paints the passionate portrait of gorgeous glamour 
Lest beauty drifts away from the face in the zephyr.

Whispers of Angels

 Eschewing the catastrophic world
towards a tranquil place, I headed;
The heavenly aroma spread around
transported my soul into a place astound 

 A place where the music was born
A place where dawn chorus begins
A place where the earth is adorned
A place where tranquillity just exists
A place where the purity still persists
A place where negativity resists to step in 

The still water reflecting the moon round
Kindled the pleasing memories abound 
Hues of cherubic green everywhere
I heard the whispers of Angels in the air

An angel sang lullaby 
An angel turned into a damselfly
An angel narrated stories to the babies
An angel noted down the dandelion wishes
A cupid was busy uniting the bride and groom 
Another one was playing under the mushroom 

Haven't been to a place like this before
Never ever tried to open a mystical mind door
Glad I did it now at least 
For my soul witnessed an idyllic place at last  


30- March - 2024

Ethereal Lanterns

The sparkling spirit of your love, 
merges with mine, 
dwelling in passages of time, as
my heart sings symphonies of 
ethereal lanterns, 
beaming upon golden poppies,
while drifting across haloes of 
glittering stardust. 

Our divine souls flutter full circle, 
when light meets dark;
a sacred union amidst 
cherry blossom petals, 
swirling in a helix of 
devoted scintillation, 
towards the sanctuary of 
our blooming dedication.

This faith in you 
is my heavenly glow, 
a paradise of hopes and dreams,
swaying to your deific verve—
the gilded moon my spotlight, as 
celestial lullabies serenade 
this blissful twilight, 
sheltered in your cherubic love.

A Bloody Shame

   Cheeky, cherubic, churlish
    
      adjectives I no longer use
 
         ~ Why invite elder abuse

Silent Scenes

The calm, composed Coconut Beach of Cambodia
Or the Galápagos Islands of sublime sereneness
Boats of quietude sail through the seas of Utopia.
Stream, brook, sunrise, sunset—nature's flowery floridness

The breathing of butterflies and the blooming of blossoms
Confessions of Cherubic Caves and Covenants of Clouds
Desert islands and deserted monumental chasms
Fancies of farms, fields, forests, fishes, flocking feathered fowls

Monasteries and museums in meditation moods
Readings of reeds, restings of reptiles, river reflections
Slow snake-skates, snowfalls, stargazing space-spa solitudes
Turtles and tortoises, all underwater attractions.

Sacrosanct silent scenes share stories splendid and sublime.
Like millions of melodies, within soul cells they always chime.

Be Lightning

Written: January 01st, 2023
                 __________________________________

My diaphanous wallet held the moon,
a curious sensation rose in my chest
pale at night
I stole a 
massive cosmic cluster
for a tinge of ethereal light.
 
Secretly wears Saturn's rings
Venus continues her romance
brought me her prized assets
kissed quickly
planet Mars snuck through
discrete carrier bag,
dedicated to city redecorating.

Widespread cognizance prevailed
drape of wings and sapphire plume,
designed bespoke by the Seraphim
nimbus swirls and nebulous sky,
within the cosmic shower ring,
a sempiternal empyreal cherubic niche,
I swiftly seized it as it whizzed by.
 
5th place contest winner

THE HEIR

THE HEIR

Beneath banners bold, a baby boy blooms,
His shaped realm royalty reign looms.
Heir to the hallowed, heartened throne room.
In his reign, a kingdom, he promised to prune.4

Tiny toes toward the tapestry tread,
Before the Queen Mother, his marbled path led.
His kingdom awaits, with bated breath & bliss,
A noble heir, designly destined for success.8

From his cradle, cradled with care,
To his preteen, prettily protected & père,
A princely presence, beyond compare.¹¹

In his eyes lies the witty wisdom of ages,
A lineage of leaders, handed down through stages.
From his tiny fingers, pure power shall flow,
Leading his kin & kingdom, with a gentle glow.¹5

Long live little one, as dreams take flight,
The throne awaits, cloaked in the night.
The future monarch's destiny is crystal clear.
The heir is here & the kingdom holds him dear.¹?

Crowned curls cradle, cherubic charm's cheer,
Stately son, sovereign small, so sincere.
Gazes gleam, as the gentle Queen grins,
For her future's found in her foremost kin.²³


Vick Manuel Poetry {VMP}
FORM: Alliteration/Rhymes 
Copyright ©? December, 2023.

Angelic

“Stealing our breath, you came down to us with angelic grace and you keep holding us under your magic spell” ~ By Poet

A precious little angel is born to us.
Our first grandchild, a bundle of joy,
Sent down from heaven, a blessing!

One look at her cherubic face
Made our hearts race in joy.
She looked at me with wide open eyes,
As if affirming a bond long established.
As if telling me, “Grandma, I am by your side,
To fulfil your yearning for a daughter
To fill the vacuum, you have long been feeling”.

With wonder and joy, we gazed at her angelic face,
- her tiny hands with long tapering fingers,
- her tender feet with cute little nails,
and her parted little lips that quivered to tell a tale.

Baby, you are fresh like the morning dew,
Beautiful like a fairy, 
And fragrant like an opening flower.
You push your way like light seeping through,
Into our hearts and thoughts, day in and out!

Sweet one, we cuddle and hold you, 
Close to our heart and thoughts,
And entreat God the Almighty to take care of you,
To bring pride and hope to your dad and Mom,
And hold the hands of your aged grandparents!

Garden's Glow

I stood gazing, amid the garden's glow,
at cherubic hues of peach and zaffre 
subtly bubbling around the fountain's flow.
I stood gazing, amid the garden's glow,
at this! The Maker's restorative show, 
His blessing of the beauty to proffer.
I stood gazing, amid the garden's glow,
at cherubic hues of peach and zaffre.

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