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Where is my place?
You are so gay.
I’m bi safe space.
Kanye was kray,
I am as well.
Neo all day,
The insane dwell.
Take five more years.
No worries fine.
You got your queers.
I’m quite Devine.
Keep umbrella,
I’m goth fella.
Oh, tell the cats I’m so sorry. I used to be just like them in order to know who I am now. And I don’t have time for a Mark nor possible lizard lot *****.
SpiritHeart67 Jan 25
Everyone
is so quick to judge
the Fallen Angels
as god did.

First of all,
Who are you
to judge others
as god does?

Secondly,
I got news for you baby.
Everyone here is fallen.
If you are here,
You are Fallen.

We see in others
that which we recognize
in ourselves,
Any evil
you see in me
is simply a reflection
of what is held in thee.
Anais Vionet Jan 2
I tried to draw the attention
of the disinterested God
who builds the weather.

“Send us snow - just a few feet -
make our Christmas fantasy complete”
I pleaded, but she never interceded.

Angels, that will-less posse of hers
only seem to watch earth’s slaughter
as the wind carries a warm disregard.
Peter (my BF) flew out last night. #harshrealm

(*BLT Marriam Webster word of the day challenge: posse = a friend or working group*)
Nickolas J McKee Dec 2023
They loved and latched,
As I fail in love with his eyes.
Know God felt matched,
Demons today, angels surprise.
Forgotten Dae,
The ones all children should whisper.
“Hush, Child, Say!”
Lost lonely inner soul drifter.
Evil mate good,
Resurrection is always near…
What done or should?
Nay, haven’t you forgotten fear?
we are their fall,
tangles and all…
All coming soon in my 14th poetic series, humbled by yours truly. Thank you!
Danielle Dec 2023
Born by the spellbound of love and destruction, held like a pretense of heartstrings. Each crevice is traced to you, it is heavenly bestowed.
I was lovelorn, following the trails of this uncertain path engraved deeply that leads to you.

Your eyes were pits of abyss,
a gravity force of unknown,
a precipice before the great fall;
the moment that I found you is when I lose myself.

II. Abyss
And at the end, we'll all just be stories
burrowed in my skin, on each pale flesh is draped with what could have lingered. adorned with a chrysalis on my chest, it cages the hollows of the abyss. Then soon I'll be a fleeting moment you carry in your heart.
Mark Wanless Sep 2023
angels of heaven
torture a mind to persist
in the realm of god
Man Aug 2023
On the waterfront, in a freight car-
Call it passion, call it desire.
Whatever it is that inspires-
That thing that wrings
One more day out.

What songs angels sing!
As they ferry souls along,
On flight, in wing
En route:
But the dead walk amongst the living, too,
And sometimes even angels get confused.

Poor, empty vassal
Brian Aug 2023
It begins as a soft cry
one voice alone
stepping forward
challenging the dark
something so pure
the wounds of being used
keep our trust in it subdued

and then it begins
the voice is changing
wait no
things around it are changing
they are turning
to the source of this cry
which is growing now
into an echo
and now in my chest
this voice I know
not from my mind
but my heart, my soul
it's calling me home
but not the one I own
but was promised

the echo that was just a child
has now grown into a thunder
one that numbers the thousands
one that is so booming
paint is shaking from the walls
it rises from the horizon
waking the entire Earth
something greater than emotion
overcomes my very being
and now the planet
has become a choir
the sky can no longer contain
our voices fly to the heavens
an entire love story
wrapped in a single word
one I can trust with my life
may it fall from my lips at my end
amen
amen
I S A A C Aug 2023
just molted
new body still sensitive
your fingers brushed through my hair
my perspective is questioning
birds eye view to warped perception
confidence then second guessing
snow angels in the backyard
tears in the diary
smoke joints in the backyard
fears feel so fiery
your fingers traced my cracked heart
my fingers drew you and your scars
i just molted
new heart still sensitive
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