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All I see is your perfect eyes.
They are tears of joy when she cries.
We found a place where true love lies.
Chase away all your screams.
Take you to where the angel flies.
Your only in my dreams.
Your a dagger with angel wings.
Piercing my life with what you bring.
Welcoming you in though you sting.
All pain, no expression.
The scar left teaches me something.
Life is not a question.
O' thou taketh thine's dying light.
Rage on forthright, stealing night.
Lessening is your servants sight.
In life we are all free.
In your tight grasp, I take this flight.
No vision, but I see.
''I heard an angel speak last night and he said ''write''.-Elizabeth Barrett Browning
There you stand,the symbol of my love.
The touch of a hand,a sign from above.
Drenched in sorrow.
I will stay til' morrow.
Brisk breeze sent chills down my spine.
As though I knew,your angel eyes I'd find.
Relaxing my nerves,I can feel you near.
Presenting yourself in my eyes so clear.
In this field lay many of broken souls.
Thus my aching fingers,the names do I scroll.
''Angels In Cemeteries Poetry Contest''.....
Sponsored by...Constance La France-A Rambling Poet...
written by...Kacey Greenlee....
kaceymike29.....
6/12/11....
When I close my eyes,
You always take me by surprise.
Your eyes always sparkle like emeralds in the morning sun,
With on look into them my came undone.
Your voice is like angels singing on high,
With just one glance I always felt as though I could fly.
How did you get there,
And why should I even care?
Swiftly a whisper came upon me,
And suddenly an angel in human form I did see.
Your lips did things to me you cannot imagine or conceive,
You did more for my soul than you ever believe.
When the tears start to fall,
I wish you were the one I could call.
How did you get there,
And why would I even care?
I do know where you came from,
An angel that was sent from above.
When the nights get cold,
It is you I want to hold.
I know how you got here,
But I wish I did not care.
~Memo~
One Day, It happened!
God made a Way
He Sent an Angel to Rescue Me
I was young
on my way home from school
My brother was chasing me
To pull my Long hair...
I ran so Fast, as can be
Across the Alley,
But I didn't see
That Car that Hit Me!
All I remember is;
Seeing the Wheel in Front of Me
Then All of a Sudden.. I was Pulled out
I know with-out a Shadow of Doubt
My Guardian Angel Rescued Me!
God Gave Each of Us One!
An Angel We Can't See
To Protect and Rescue Us
From any horrible thing!
For this is True
It States it in God's Word
God gave Us a Guardian Angel
To Protect You and Me!
Come to Jesus
He gives us Protection in many ways
Even a Guardian Angel
~Jesus Saved Me~
~Guardian Angel.. Grabbed me just in time~
~ just ended up with bruses.. but I came out just fine~
Who are you ?!
Are you the water when I'm the rose?!
Who are you ?!
Are you the light in my eyes when they are close?!
Who are you ?!
Are you the melody in my iPod when it's off?!
Who are you?!
Are you the home when it rains you become my roof?!
Who are you?!
Are you the smile when I and my tears fall down?!
Who are you?!
Are you the prize when I fail you become my golden crown?!
Who are you?!
Are you the guy of my dreams who will make my dreams come true?!
Who are you?!
Are you the angel God sent , did he replace an angel with you?!
Who are you?
You are my dream came true
Who are you?
Dear I envy myself for you
You’re my shadow in my light.
You’re my dark angel in my dark world.
You’re my dream out of my nightmare.
You’re my stars in my sky.
You’re my angel in my darkness.
You’re my words in my head.
I have a lady who is tall as an angel,
Who made my heart soft like a gel.
And an angel who flops her wings,
As her gentle voice swiftly sings.
But when my angel fails to fly,
A warrior came but he was a sly.
A sly because she barely notice him,
Thus the warrior is fighting for a fallen team.
And I realized that I am the warrior.
The warrior who has an exploding interior.
Yet he knows that there will be no another,
But his angel who was destined to be a sister.
So I will always seek her beauty,
With my shallow eyes which is very teary.
But in my eyes you are forever young,
O’ my angel who was named as Sooyoung.
A man is on a stone
He feels so very alone
He has had his flings
But he longs for other things
What? He does not know
His life is cold as snow
Something fast catches his eye
An angel flying in the sky
The man does not lose sight
For the brightness of her light
He meets her on the ground
And asks her to stay around
They stay together like two dove
Together they fall in love
You see it is true
The angel is you
And u must see
The man is me
I love you
We know the love is true
We wait for the dawn
Together we move on
To our life as one
Our love has now and forever won
We are the angel and devil on someone’s shoulder.
We are fire and ice.
We are natural enemies.
We were not in gods design.
We were never meant to be,
but...
Opposites attract.
And that is what makes our love so strange.
Our natural habits creep back at times.
And angry, abusing, hate filled words fly from our mouths,
Cusses flow off the tips of out fluent tongues,
Each insult strikes us like a nine inch nails,
But we will battle on trying not to show our own pain.
We bring out the animals in each other.
When together and happy we catch alight in each other’s heat.
When we do not fight a halo surrounds us both.
When we do fight barbed wire shields us from each other.
When stress fills his body, reaching him is an impossible task
I must wait in the dark till he seeks me.
I will always wait for him as when he comes back to me,
I no that angel inside of him will be present again.
I am the angel with the wings over her eyes,
Thriving in a land full of happiness and rose colored tints.
If my pupils were to meet the greetings of fluorescent lamps,
I would see the reality of it all.
The reality of the plague standing bare-chested in the mirror;
Her opalescent eyes gazing back in a tear-stained blue,
The rolling hills of her porcelain skin tinged with pink
And the mahogany hair in sweeping curls below the collarbone.
There is no beauty in this angel.
Only the wings distinguish her from the demon within
That rages with fervor unknown to the modern man.
The angel is only but a mask.
What would Mr. Peacock say?
His darkened romanticism is the only antidote.
Only his gothic swirls of the pale Ligeia
Could ever allow the plague to subside.
heaven comes to those that wait
a burning desire is all it takes
well worth the time that you invest
heaven sent and angel blessed
dancing through the dreams of wonder
a sweet, sweet spell that you fall under
a song of passion with an amber glow
filling you and spilling over
heaven comes to those that wait
a burning desire is all it takes
well worth the time that you invest
heaven sent and angel blessed
My Candle Light
Sung to the tune of Simon and Garfunkel, “Bridge over Troubled Water”
Splendor in my life
Since you came by
A tender heart that shines
A voice of hope, my guide.
From the very start
I was warmed by your smile
I knew you were one of a kind
Like an angel standing by-y my side
My candle light
Like an angel standing by-y my side
My candle light.
Colors in my life
Crystal shine
Catching rainbow shades of light
With you I choose to fly.
My spirit reborn
Not evermore forlorn
For you are all I want
Like an angel standing by-y my side
My candle light
Like an angel standing by-y my side
My candle light.
My love, my light
Please take my life
My heart, my soul, my all
I give to you forevermore
I'm on your side
Oh, never fear, I'll never leave
Together we're destined to be
Like an angel standing by-y your side
I'm your candle light
Like an angel standing by-y your side
I'm your candle light. Your candle light.
By CarolineCecile
Copyright © 04.10.10
For Carolyn Devonshire's contest. "Simon and Garfunkel"
Angel wings are not feathered but they are real,
Made from lighter stuff and stronger.
They have a metaphysical feel,
And last an eternity longer.
The feel of an Angel wing is not a sensation like touch.
It’s on a higher more philosophical plane.
The usual senses are only a crutch,
Like trying to explain snow while in the rain.
To feel an angel wing flutter,
One must “ know thyself ”,
And remove the “me” clutter,
To reveal the naked shelf.
You know that fellow that always angers you,
And makes you retaliate every time?
Remember recently when he was through,
You smiled and didn’t even mind?
And how with your children, you pray to be patient,
And cry and blow up instead?
Then why today, when they tried your patience,
Those were tears of joy you shed?
These experiences and many others,
When asked for in earnest prayer,
Are simply Angel wing flutters,
Teaching us how to live and care.
These are the feel of Angel wings,
Not privy to the usual five,
But made of heavenly things,
Sublime, real, ..fully alive.
As your wedding ring travels here from a far
I find it fitting that it came from a distance
beyond the scope that my life emcomposes
just like the human angel of my life
Who came from outside of all I have known
We find ourselves thinking the same thoughts
knowing we are soulmates if there is such a thing
Our hearts seem to tug to one another
Beat the same thoughts, inherit the same dreams
feel the same out of place feeling in this life
What is a human angel?
It is talking during those starless nights
Loving through the dark indifference
Hoping by only love's grace
Inheriting memories that we make our home
She is heaven traped in human skin
An angel as a ordinary woman
Talking with God as an ordinary man
Lost to the expectations of man
She is the symbol of my heart
an angel that you've killed
had walls again built
the angel used to be everything that you need
the angel couldnt succeed
his mission to be your saving grace
the angel feels now like in a maze
lost and alone
everyday the angel prayed
that the halo wont fade
the sunray turned into blacklight
the angel can't burn through the darkest night
maybe halos aren't real
and every angel have to kneel
when reailty shoot them out of the air
and they have to start at the first square
why this angel couldn't break the rule
why life even have to be to angels so cruel?
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