#angels poems on Hello Poetry

Morgan Kelly Oct 2016

Lights twinkle across my face,
O, I love how those metal torched chambers shine,
That's a smile that's larger than the whole world.

...Large!
Large, silly hands with a strong grip,
And yet, they are so gentle,
Gliding gently across bare skin,
Sending signals that can tell the body,

"Relax"
Relaxing and soothing voice,
Who knew the most pompous vocal part could be...
So...
Bashful?
Or Beautiful?

Angelic!
Angels wrapped around your finger,
Is that how it works?
You are so pure,
Innocent,

Blessed!
I guess I'm pretty lucky,
Because I have someone full of warmth to, well -
Hug
Kiss
Smile at me.

And my goodness you may not be perfect,
But that's okay.
Just accept yourself,
Fully
Completely
Just smile,
And let the light that reflects off thin wires
Light up my face.

#love #hands #blessings #angels #face #innocence #acceptance #relax #mouth #sarcasm

blue mercury Oct 2016

angels (haiku)

i don't kiss angels
but i love them until i
become one myself

#metaphor #sad #haiku #angels #blah #surreal

envydean Oct 2016

days of remembering

Warmth on his face
Burning on his knees
A gentle hand snaked around his waist
A touch so mild it’s barely there

Green eyes stare into the flames
Remembering
He wished he didn’t have to remember
No one should have to remember flames
Engulfing their home and possessions
And their mother.

Fireworks crack over head
Blue eyes gaze at the colourful sparks
He remembers too
The day when the sky forgot to show them the stars
And showed them his brothers and sisters falling

Pulled close, they have each other
Tender touches, sparse words
Because they both remember
But they’re both still here
A human raised from hell
An angel fallen from heaven

Bent and a little crooked maybe
But still whole
Still family
Still together

written for the final SPN writing challenge with the prompt of "Bonfire". A little angsty but whatever; have some feels.

#angels #castiel #supernatural #deanwinchester #bonfires #destiel #supernaturaltv

AD Snail Oct 2016

Heavy Iron Heart

Hear the drums that make up your iron heart,
Hear that thud and clang,
As someone pounds down on it;
Throwing it down on the unforgiving ground.

Listen for that musical beat,
That is slowly fading away.
How intriguing it is.

Only the angels that choose to hear,
Are the only one's that can hear that flawed beauty.
That make up your iron heart.

#heart #flaws #beauty #musical #angels #misery #beat #iron

Cup Noodles Sep 2016

IX

Little did I know
that angels
could also
release demons

#life #death #lost #thoughts #demons #change #angels

wyatt rabbit Sep 2016

romanticize

write about your pain
from the most beautiful point of view
make your readers fall in love
with the demons in you

#love #pain #beauty #demons #angels #agony

Solaces Sep 2016

Through the haze in the maze

At last the sky. Was this the end? Did we make it. There was a glowing haze among the air and sky. It was if as the colors of my dreams slowly rained down on reality. There were butterflies made of fire fluttering by. All we could do is walk forward. Through the haze we walked on through. The more steps we took the brighter the haze got. There was now no ground beneath us. Every step we took left behind ripples of blue light. The stars were now around us. Feathers made of sunlight were fallen around us. And then we heard a strange song. There were Angels every where! All of them holding strange instruments. They created a sound like no other. We were lost in this song of the angels. But these were no angels! They were previous heroes lost in the maze! Lost in this wicked haze! Turns out we are halfway through the maze! We most go on!

Heaven at the center.

#heaven #song #angels

Sam Sep 2016

Angels

Hush.
I hear your crys.
I am here for you.
We all are.
A community of strength, love, and happiness
Though happiness seems to be lacked
We all join together
Parade our Pride
It doesn’t stop the hate
The wounded
The innocent victims
The Death
Facing Inequality and injustice
Standing up is the only way to stop it

Fight
For whom you ask?
The Fallen Angels.

I love this because it quite honestly looks like an angel.
(In between the story, I will add poems like this)

#love #angels #pride #lgbt

JGuberman Aug 2016

The Sacred & The Profane

after Yona Wallach (1944-1985)

Let's have it!
I came for the show!
Strip the Torah
to its essence
where not one word can hide
caress it with your Yad
singing in a lovers voice
an ancient burlesque
and when it's done and dressed again
parade it dancing through the congregation
a fitting encore
to a fine performance
as we almost fall over each other
to touch it
slipping spiritual dollars into its belt
the temperatures rising
like a finished prayer
that even makes the Malachim sweat
in their heavenly heights.

Yona Wallach was an Israeli poet known for her suggestive and sometimes explicit work that was often both sacred and profane.

Yad is the pointer used to read from the Torah

Malachim are "angels".

#angels #sacred #jewish #profane #torah