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I wrote of you as Angel more than once
your eyes, indeed, as bright as nightly stars,
and once you dance with all the lucky ones
a heavenly blue sea is in your glance.
Many others call you Angel, too.
You captivate their hearts, their ears, their eyes.
Your appearance shiny as the truth,
so no-one looks away, or doubts your lies.
But angels are supposed to be divine
and selfless, too, and more things you won't know.
An angel is embodied innocence,
and I don't doubt you lost that, long ago.
It's god you are supposed to represent -
the seven sins you represent instead.
your eyes, indeed, as bright as nightly stars,
and once you dance with all the lucky ones
a heavenly blue sea is in your glance.
Many others call you Angel, too.
You captivate their hearts, their ears, their eyes.
Your appearance shiny as the truth,
so no-one looks away, or doubts your lies.
But angels are supposed to be divine
and selfless, too, and more things you won't know.
An angel is embodied innocence,
and I don't doubt you lost that, long ago.
It's god you are supposed to represent -
the seven sins you represent instead.
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Angel
The buried secrets of your sins.
surrounding you
enveloping you from within
feeling caged of emotions.
feeling them scratch at your soul.
envy pouring from your heart
jealousy tainting your thoughts.
trapped you are
in a world of human emotions.
the darkness befalling all our hearts.
the greed scratching at our lust.
wrath consuming every thought
and every fenced cage breaks free
and you lose control of who you are.
cant you see how beautiful you still are?
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My Angel
My Angel!
Her beauty can only go undefined.
For no mere mortal can comprehend such heavenly words.
Nor can any mortal help but to melt in her presence.
Her hair is soft and flows like a lily in the waters.
Her brilliance is second to none, for she is a master-piece
That only God himself would be perfect enough to make.
Glory to God for making such an angel!
No not an angel, but a seraphim!
For no Guardian Angel's grace can compare to that of her's.
Most excellent of all is her eyes,
For they are claim, irresistible, warm oceans
That I wish to sink deeper and deeper into
As I begin to drowned in her cherubic beauty.
How I wish I
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Written partly for #TheNetherlands' 7 sins contest.
Though still not perfectly, this fits with the rules of sonnet writing more than many of my previous 'sonnets' - perhaps less of a need to bend the rules, here.
I based it on the ambiguity of the word 'angel'... usually the persons people call 'my angel' (as nickname or as poetic metaphor) aren't exactly like the angels in the bible. Does that point come across well?
Day 12 of NaPoWriMo. I know i missed a few days. I knew it would happen, as well.
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*Christianonfire7 on my art
Though still not perfectly, this fits with the rules of sonnet writing more than many of my previous 'sonnets' - perhaps less of a need to bend the rules, here.
I based it on the ambiguity of the word 'angel'... usually the persons people call 'my angel' (as nickname or as poetic metaphor) aren't exactly like the angels in the bible. Does that point come across well?
Day 12 of NaPoWriMo. I know i missed a few days. I knew it would happen, as well.
=namenotrequired
Under Creative Commons Licence
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A poet, an idea, a friend, an artist to be seen.
*Christianonfire7 on my art
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Here's the critique I promised you a while ago. First of all, I do like the way you wrote so much about an angel, and the way it comes down to you're not so quickly. While I do like that though, at the end, I wanted more description as to why. Of course, I'm sure we can all guess, but the angel is so detailed and not is so quickly ended. Even if it was a second part to the poem, I'm not sure there, but the whole point is, I keep looking for a bit of reasoning.
Part of that is, like it was said, this is supposed to be about the 7 sins, maybe (and this would mesh into my search for reasoning) if you put more about them into the piece
But angels are supposed to be divine
and selfless, too, and more things you wouldn't know.
An angel is embodied innocence,
and I don't doubt you lost that, long ago.
That stanza was the one that didn't flow as well with the rest. Especially the second line.
Other than that, like I said, I like the topic. I like how you took something so common and put a stomp on what we say and what it is. My favorite line was the last though. It's God you are supposed to represent -
the 7 sins you represent instead. Though I'd prefer it somehow rhymed, it's a hard, stiff ending to it all. Nice work.
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(((please do not pay attention to the stars, the critique is what I wrote)))
also, sorry if you get two critiques, I screwed up one, so I deleted and re-wrote it.