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rapture guardians
spin the words, wrap them around
my throbbing neck
metaphorical tourniquet
revelation soaked
in sulphur, set fire
ashes persist long after
the flames retire
vapor gaze blinding
the emmence population
visions blaspheme
with intense fascination
ground starts to chatter
as clouds part ways for
arrival
for one made of light
and deafening sound
bringing forth peace
with wrath pouring down
devastation
with no moral intent
curse the foundation
begin sinking in
recreation
hammer the nails through
impulses origin
extending my reach from mind's eye
far past the earth into hurting sky
storms bear a sacred child as written
but still-breathing air will always be hidden
temples buried beneath
the stones engraved sanctity
guardians unearth prophecy
of the coming of one whom makes three
...and I can't wait!!!! :)
...and I can't wait!!!! :) Come swiftly!!!
Intense piece and nicely crafted! :)
Simply wonderful.
Simply wonderful.
If your mirror doesn't find you one of the most beautiful people it has ever seen, punch it and find a better mirror.
Profundity.
A very keen perception.
I really enjoyed reading this.
There is no doubt that you have talent. =)
"We are, Each of us angels with only one wing, and we can only fly by embracing one another." -Luciano De Crescenzo
that is some powerful shit right there...
Awesome write lots of allusions to play with this came very close to home. Is say I know you.
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
Great image!
I like your poem a lot, but I think the whole rapture event is more gradual than people think. I believe it's happening now as we know it, what with all the wars and natural disasters happening so often and close together, I think we are in rapture right now. :) Thanks!
- Zachariah