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Fallen Angels.
There was a row in heaven - this much I do know
I know because I read the scriptures and they told me so.
The great god Jehovah did throw out his heavenly angelic son
Who became known as the 'Devil and Satan.' Yes check it, that’s the one.
Be glad you heavens the scriptures say for he is not amongst you from this day
But woe is to the earth; he is now there and he wants to do his worse
He wanted his angelic brothers to follow him, and too mischief he is not averse.
Some of his angel brothers when they saw the power Satan had
Decided to leave the heavens and for mankind that turned out bad
They caused havoc upon the earth and married daughters of men
Their sons are named in the Bible; they called them “Nephilim.”
Great giants of half men and of half angel too
God knew this was wrong so he decided what to do.
He wanted to wipe away, his creation from the earth
But he found one man called Noah and he found he was of worth.
He made him build an ark so his family could be saved
And then he flooded the earth over forty days, so the Nephilim could be slayed.
So remember “Angels descending bring from above
Echoes of mercy whispers of love” beware there are some fallen ones
Who on the earth did roam
Make sure you get their name and address before you take one home.
Entry for Tracie's fallen Angel Contest.
10/02/2012
...She perked up in his arms when she heard the words,
said, “You mean you didn’t tell them the truth?”
He said, “I couldn’t shoot, how could I betray?
Even attempting it would be no use.
Despite all my shock, I recalled one thing:
the fact that I gave you an engagement ring.”
She reached for her jeans beside the bed
and dug out the same ring from a pant’s pocket,
slipped it on her finger so he could see,
the moonlight sparkled brilliantly off it.
He sighed, “I guess you will need a new white dress,
but before I agree, I have one request.”
She looked at him, curious, in the dim light,
he said, “Do that thing where you make your eyes shine.”
She grinned and focused her angelic side,
until her eyes glowed with a light divine.
It faded quickly, and he said, “You know
that’s the first time I’ve seen that up close.
She chuckled at the light tone of his words,
she was still struggling to catch her breath.
“My fallen angel dad could go for hours,
a few seconds is my personal best.”
He chuckled and wrapped her tighter in his arms,
hunter and hunted, lost to each other’s charms.
Oops, they pushed their captain off his own ship,
made sure the deck was slick, black-boot polished,
waited ‘til great white sharks surrounded it,
until sharp sword swells upended its whip.
They turned their back, mocked, laughed, pretending to
be very serious - glasses pinch nose.
They swabbed the deck whitewashing its bleak sin.
OvErThRoW overthrow, not noticing
a tidal wave is coming — a rogue wave
ripping and roaring, exploring — the bore
soaring, sore like Noah’s flood overdone,
as the fallen angels drink from its cup.
12/4/2019
I once lived in a land of welcomes, greetings, hellos, and sweet goodbyes I now reside forevermore in a forever place of hellos and never goodbyes
Here I stand in darkness, nowhere near anything that looks like home Fear came with my fall from grace, but I am also dejected and alone
My abode was a most beautiful mansion overlooking a scenic hillside I am now condemned to this awful dwelling place, wishing only to hide
Everything I behold is fraudulent, including the flowers in my hand I was condemned to this place of the doomed and never never land
I have no one to blame, because it was I who caused this awful pain I have been a receiver and not a giver, because I sought only to gain
A fake, a flake, a heart breaker, and an unmerciful taker A sin seeker; now, I'm being punished with the evil maker I am one of many fallen angels who flirted with danger And to confusion and rebellion, I was not a stranger
I knew better, but willfully chose not to listen or heed the Divine I chose to be selfish and proud, always reaching for what was mine
The light that I see here is only streaks of fear pretending to be light There's only darkness here, designed to torment and forever strike fright
08062017PSContest, Fallen Angels, Laura Loo, 3P
“BEFORE THE NIGHTMARES DREAMS"
ambitions pleasant
calm, little angels dreams stand
beyond rainbows realms
dreams pleasurable
calm, fallen angels strong stands
before the rainbows
nightmares gather wool
future creeps demons flee run
turns into nightmares
gathering daydreams
a bad, future screams sleeping
in the old nightmares
in my dream I'm scared
when I sleep I never die
in dreams, I just fly
fly far away from
dangers stare woolgathering
those above nightmares
before the rainbows
before those nightmares are dreams
there's comfort in dreams
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7/21/19
Multiple-Haikus Poetry Contest
Haiku poetry form only
Sponsored by: Jamie Pan
“Dream” Topic chosen
_______WRITER'S STATEMENT_________
In my poem “BEFORE THE NIGHTMARES DREAMS" is based on the theme of dreams. I show that before the nightmares there are dreams. Nightmares are spontaneous scary uneasy temporal dark moments. While rainbows are that permanent promise. A dream is eternal and forever. Long-lived easy to obtain. Dreams can't harm you only nightmares. Dreams a series of thoughts, our soul images, our soul and sensations occurring in a person's mind during a sleep state of mind our soul in which someone is or seems to be unaware of their immediate surroundings. Dreams a cherished aspiration, ambition, and ideals forthcoming, present future tense.
Imagine how sad December would seem
if Christmas didn't exist; only the chill
and wind would be felt through the frozen bones,
nobody would live in these northern, frigid zones.
What was the true purpose of Jesus's birth?
Some even would say that it never occurred,
and why would the Magi travel long days
and nights to pay homage to the humblest of Kings?
It was prophesied by Isaiah in the Old testament and the Wise Men believed him,
following with awe the biggest and brightest star that they had ever seen;
and didn't it seem strange that God would choose those simple shepherds
to be the first to hear that message sung by a thousands of angels?
Wouldn't you be happy when a child cries out and enters life?
Wouldn't you celebrate that event with overwhelming joy and grace?
The same way Jesus entered this world to suffer and die,
and if Christmas didn't exist, who would remember who He was?
Wouldn't that envious angel, whom God expelled from Heaven with haste,
laugh loudly, knowing that we don't worship Him in spirit and faith?
Fallen Angels are the eternal enemies of this Child, who atoned our sins
by paying with His precious blood...to vindicate the Devil's astute lies!
If Christmas didn't exist, some unbelievers would shout and rejoice,
happy to erase Christ's redemptive message from the earth's surface...
contradicting the Scriptures themselves and the Divinity behind it!
Didn't Herod the Great hate Jesus, fearing He would have become the new King?
Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci
EYE and Heart rambling pounding after death!
kissing bruised valves of mind
breaking ribs and sternum
into the ghost-kiss of afterlife!
aaaaaah!
Love grows a coat of fur, lips thicken
for the everlasting kiss! Like crepuscular,
hiding under the table -- cannot bear to be
seen. Born from an aborted fetus -- crumens beneath
its beautiful eyes! Secrete waxy tears, senseless boredom eating
away within its four-chambered stomach barely
taking sustenance it crawls away!
Everyone refuses to feed her -- lips and hands
smell as semen and cigarettes; god's cock hardening to woody bone for the anger
of his fallen angels! Hey! Go away! Go away!
Autumn rut. The hidden gallons of evil passion
tips back it's majestic crown -- Christ with hands
nailed up, bellowing to Heaven!
the condom falls and again a new universe is born.
Again. And again.
:: 11.12.2020 ::
Venus de Milo gave up the banjo
She left the band with the Invisible Man
Never had a leg to stand on, stand on
Saw Galileo hanging with J-Lo
Singing "Life On Mars" out under the stars
Lead guitar was Marlon Brando
Hey, there's you and me
Happy as clams, a little house by the sea
How can that be, I must be dreaming
It just can't be, I must be dreaming
'Cause you're gone, a long time gone
Nikola Tesla on his electric Vespa
With Hedy Lamarr down Sunset Boulevard
Roy Orbison singing for the lonely, lonely
Poor Buddy Holly ain't got nobody
Pretty Peggy Sue found somebody new
Guess he lost his one and only
Hey, there's you and me
Baby makes three, a little house by the sea
How can that be, I must be dreaming
It just can't be, I must be dreaming
'Cause you're gone, a long time gone
An ominous sky like in the end of time
A murder of crows in a field of roses
Fallen angels far from Heaven, Heaven
Then came the rain and washed away the pain
And the sky turned blue, full of red balloons
As the lemon sun was setting
Hey, there's you and me
Growing old, a little house by the sea
How can that be, I must be dreaming
It just can't be, I must be dreaming
'Cause you're gone, a long time gone
How can that be, I must be dreaming
It just can't be, I must be dreaming
'Cause you're gone, a long time gone
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Do the eyes see, or does the mind perceive
What shadows creep warily upon the eve
What forgotten past horde our gainful years
What winged doom bearers rouse our darkest fears
While doubts fester in the fields of the failed legionnaire
And fallen angels flock about thy desperate prayer
Know, aback the world dreaming dragon, I'll be there
Arisen from the dust and decay of The One's, promise broken
I am all that, of which mean, "power", awoken
The wailing grief of shadows fallen where darkness dare
Cleaved in twain by the righteous sword's gleaming glare
Nigh falls the last darkling felled to the abysmal deep
Goeth now from fretful slumbers to restful sleep
For, nor even death himself may reap
thy mortal soul
Whilst I stand guardian; the sacred fold
Demons.
Are demons here.
Do you believe in fallen angels
Do you believe demons are real.
Would you really know of one if it sat by your side.
Could you even love one if in plain sight the real face it could hide.
What if they are real
What if you or me are of them
Do we feel like they feel
Do we destroy the beauty of love
The checks and balances of our lives
People die and people live
Do you remember any past time
Do you remember any past sins
If life is just this in this time in a universe of billions of stars. Take money and power out of this sum. Strip it back to just you, just you under the skin.
Would you, could you survive.
Do you sometimes feel so wild, like you want to burn through the sun.
Some people know everything and they seem to know it from day one.
Others start with a clean screen.
Which one were you,
which one.