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Alpha Jan 2023
Pluck thy feathers, angel,
To bless the world again.
But alas! Take care of thee
Or all thy effort is in vain!

Pluck them all, angel,
And be angel no more;
For in thy craving to retrieve them
Thou, angel, shalt fall.

Thou shalt turn into Daemon
To ravage these green lands.
Until wood and field consumed
Shalt turn into black sand.

In fight with a feathered one
A featherless shalt always succeed
And rob the angel of his precious feathers
Turning him, too, into adversary of greed.

One day, though, an angel shalt be reborn
To seek redemption for them all.
But as the reborn awakens
The greatest angel shalt fall.

Fear not, sweet angel,
The saviour shalt come.
Be brave and be kind
And the darkness shalt be undone.
It's for one of my stories called "Sanctum" (for now, at least... :) )
Alpha Jan 2023
Rise, rise, angel!
Swiftly spread thy wings wide.
Fly, fly, angel!
And your's shall be the night.
Rise!
Emmy Jan 2023
There’s watercolor clouds on your cheeks
Won’t you, Wash your color
On over me, over me

Seems I’m fallin so fast
I can’t land on my feet, feet
My heart so swelled up
I can barely think, think
——
This hold you have over me
is something so different
Think that I’m catching feelings
Despite the distance

Oh, it feels just like magic
You got the Keys to my code
I’m a fanatic

Love all your angles
saved me like angel
And it feels just like    magic
It feels just like magic.
To my baby cakes
Isamarie Jan 2023
Ripe strawberries and apple trees.
Flowing fabric laying on the grass.
Playing soft violin in the wind.
An angel in velvet.
Putting jars of Cupid hearts in a tin.
A mockingbird singing a familiar song.
Bumblebees land on an exotic flower.
As they are so delicate but strong.

9-9-22
Haiven Oconnor Dec 2022
Brown eyed angel
Sent to untangle my tangles
Shown me the lives I would have in different angles

Trying to Beat my addiction like Cain did able
2018 was like having a tv but no cable
Never thought my life would become this mangled..
So I left to become something more stable
Just to Find 2019 sitting at my table
Thanks for saving me my brown eyed angel ❤️
This poem is about surviving addiction and how god always does his work through the ones that love you the most.
I know your dreams
for I am part of them
I walk between the folds of consciousness
you cannot see me
but you have come to know when I am near
from the moment you blinked in awe
upon your first vision of life
each day
my timeless purpose
your protector
the intricate weaving of hours
days
and years
those you have known
and those you shall come to know

the map of your life is written
and cannot be altered
when the day arrives
you will sense it
not in a flash
but rather a quiet whisper
I will be wishing you well
from this life
to the next
Zywa Nov 2022
The yellow glow scares me
Already this afternoon, when things got blurry
yet I seemed to be awake for a second
from the pain in my belly

It shouldn't be, I don't want it
My belly must be safe
for the baby, hopefully
it will soon be over

here, in my own bed
oh, what is happening?
I gotta get out, close the curtain
against that dreadful moon

All is well, the doctor said
but I couldn't get up
and not thank him
I just lay there

Guy smiled and the doctor shove
something into me, not as nice and sweet
as I am used to with Guy
not even in my wildest dreams
"Moonlight Interior" (1921-1923, Edward Hopper)

"Rosemary's Baby" (book 1967, Ira Levin; film 1968, Roman Polanski)

Faust-legend (1587, Johann Spies)

Collection "NightWatch"
Darina Forgacova Oct 2022
piece by piece I am coming
closer to you
showing me your face
recognizing you
from my deepest dreams

you appeared like angel
in my life
I want you see more
want to feel more
make me feel more
piece by piece
Chris Saitta Sep 2022
Even when
All is said and done,
And I have become
A guardian angel
Over my past self,
Even then,
I have failed.
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