Angelic is divine, celestial and beautiful.
It is not hellish, sinful and unkind.
Not easy to see, but catches you when you fall.
Like a speed of light so overwhelming.
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Close your eyes and feel its breath.
The lips were soft as it touched your forehead.
It pours out of you when you are in deep trouble.
To make you safe and strong in your darkest moment.
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Hiding inside you and almost untouchable.
Barely moving, clever, certain and gentle.
Fixed your broken heart and gave a new beat.
Angelic creatures feel your pain as if it is their own.
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The watching will never ever stops.
With endless patience that never gives up.
Staying forevermore for your protection.
Angelic someone is here, there and everywhere.
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Rhymes of My Soul
PoetryA poem is like a mirror, it echoes a soul. Every line has its own revelation - to uncover who we are, what we are and what we believe . . .
