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Friday, February 12, 2016

"Angels Cry" ~A thought by Sinbad the Sailor Man

Rushing the Land Masses, Cutting and Gorging the Lands, as With Hands These Mighty Rivers...

As the Poet begins to write one of his very first poems. He begins to witness the fallen angel's, that Donald saw fall from Heaven, and then their encasement into the City of Atlantis, by God's Holy Spirit. As seen through the eyes of the Angel Donald, when at first it was seen and witnessed by him.  

"Angels Cry"


i’ve been alive three thousand plus years

i’ve seen a single tear amass in turn into streams, then rivers they become

Filling the depressions upon the lands, lakes they became

Dammed up unwilling to break; when broken, torrents they become

Rushing the land masses, cutting and gorging the lands, as with hands

Mighty rivers streaming to the seas; they became oceans

A falling angel not yet fallen; a brother of the mighty Michael

The one who cast that old Dragon out

That sinful devil; so full of pride, it is he they hide me from

Because from betwixt his lips, he did but dare; kiss me, with a lie

“they will take Him from Us they will you know’

These humans, they must go We were first, you know this much, is true

The Mighty One has uncannily harmed Us by letting them reproduce

Let Us not take the hurt

A war We must make; We deserve Our just desserts


i was thrown from heaven; down to the earth, by my dear brother

“Our Lords Warrior” and one other

Before the war: Lost in the aftermath of “The Great War”

Micheal’s brother, his mind erased of all; but, where he, came from

and not why he, is here now

my God He hides His face from me, and i do not understand

my wings have be torn away; away from me they are

For i am no more a citizen of Heaven’s sweet land


But, now a citizen of this earth; yet , my reproduction is given; just not my rebirth

i’ve been walking this ball of clay, without my brothers or sisters; if you will

Now all of us, just lambs

Baying

A thought by Sinbad the Sailor Man


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Wednesday, January 29, 2014

"Spoken With Out Words"` By Sinbad the Sailor Man

Poetry: Reflections on a man's inability, to express his words aloud



"Spoken With Out Words"


Be careful dear, as a man I am unable

To speak as, the Poet does


I know you will hear me, if only

You would remember 


As a man I fear the breaking of, my

Glass lips and porcelain heart


So I speak to you, with hands bound, and made of steel

Bound in leather, so you won’t feel


The coldness of their stealing touch

Of your healing and of your passions


My panoplied eyes, search your very soul

To see if the trust, be within you told


Your eyes must hear, they must care

You must not fear for the wants of my heart


It only wishes to share, yet it dares not, dare

For my skin it crawls, low and before your heart


In plain view, I bow about your feet

My head beneath them, when I smile at you


Enabled hearts must be careful dear; as they continually seek

As a man, I am unable to speak, as the poets do


With my glass lips and porcelain heart

My words are, but stones thrown about


They may break your bones, if not pierce your heart

My eyes see your wants; It wants, therefore to speak


But, it is only a porcelain heart

Trampled with, glass lips; and broken shards


by
Sinbad the Sailor Man


  

 Inspired by SeaBac 
 a
 Neo.poet’s poem

        “When Touch out Weighs Words”



                      

Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Spoken With out Words


Spoken Without Words

Has been selected for publication @Triond.com

On July 5th 2010

http://authspot.com/poetry/spoken-with-out-words/


Inspired by Seabac a Neo.poet’s poem
“When Touch out Weighs Words”
Sinbad the Sailor Man


This poem created and developed @Neopoet.com

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Sinbad the Sailor Man

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Poetry, Writes and Other Stuff from Sinbad the Sailor Man

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Monday, August 2, 2010

Angels Cry

Angels Cry
Has been selected for publication @wikinut.com

http://nut.bz/1b_3ldu9/

A thought by Sinbad the Sailor Man



This is the author's ideal of the mindset, of an angel who thinks he has fallen.



This poem created and developed @Neopoet.com

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Sinbad the Sailor Man

Member since October 10th 2007



Poetry, Writes and Other Stuff from Sinbad the Sailor Man

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