don’t exist. I wish I had a way to prove their nonexistence. if they were truly there, someone would have seen one by now. At least one good movie (wings of desire) was made. It was really superb.
If I were an angel, I think I would turn evil.
Matt Wilson
Angels, the harbingers of eternal salvation. Frequently spoke and wrote of, but never truly seen except in fantastical mythos or perhaps the bible. There are many interpretations of the angel, from servant of god, to the holy warriors of the heavens.
Josh Vandygriff
angels are around us, and we don’t even know it. the little girl at the convenience store who takes the time to smile, the man who helps change the tire, all cats and dogs…angels we need to survive this vale
mary
i think they are the same things as ghosts. but good unless ghosts are good too.which they are. unless they arent if that makes sense….it probably doesnt. but the fact that its someone protecting you all the time, it makes me feel more comfortable
georgie
as i was hit by the semi with a drunk driver a swore i heard angel next thing i new i was in the hospital with one broken leg amazed i wasint dead.
eileen
The cry went up from somewhere deep below the two. Angels could have heard it as loud as it had been. Looking about, James saw the crumpled form of the woman near the bottom of the stairs.
Nathanial
angels are something that people like to believe follow them around and protect them. Some people think they have wings and are human in appearance. Others think they just look like humans and are actually ghostly. Personally I don’t believe in ghosts or angels but if believing in something makes a person feel better and behave better in his/her life, I’m all for it. Providing I’m not forced to believe the same thing or somebody else’s angel starts following me around.
Frieda
well went out today and it was nice and warm caight a fish ate some chicken bowl and enjoyed the summer day i had a laugh im glad summer is here i cant wait to go home for vacation its gonna be best kind i miss my parents and cant wait to see them.
Darrin Hodder
Darrin
angels are from the bible. i don’t know whether or not i believe in them. it’s just a matter of faith really. leave it to the senses, to the blunt fact of feel. it doesn’t matter if you can’t decide. it just is.
Alex Lawson
in the sky they appear. hair full of fire and wind. they sing the chorus that heralds the bringing of destruction, but of loving peace. the paradoxical nature of their messages are not lost. we see them, but we ignore their good and make visible only their pain. what applies and what dies becomes one and the same. oh how to be loved.
carl shan
I’ll watch over you
though you never asked me to
the angels in the sky
aren’t coming home tonight
I will be there, you won’t be scared
your hand wrapped in mine,
I will always be there for you
Josh Miller
We were angels in different skins. Kin. How did we hold it all together, how did we nearly win? Wondrous worlds apart, yet we are so similar. Don’t tell me you don’t know it, cause you’d be lying.
Does this mean I’m not alone?
Miss Miller
Angels. I want to write about angels but all I can think about is how I saw it written today…
“social anxiety disorder (SAD)”
and I wanted to cry. And laugh.
May angels watch over SAD people.
Tyler
Angels, fall from time to time
Do they fall? Or do they fly
To be by our side, while we cry
Angels, soft and ethereal
Whispering hope in our hearts
Embracing us in hard times
Inspiring moments of awe
Are angels sighing
April
Angels, are they up there?
Or down here, next to you
Are they sitting next to
That crying girl, to comfort
Are they sitting next to me
To inspire and uplift
Are they in a flowers bloom
Are they flying past the moon
April
When I think of angels I begin to wonder what life is like beyond life. Do we all get to become angels? Or do only the most saintly? Perhaps we get chosen. Or maybe we are drafted. What is the difference between an angel and a ghost? Is there one? I hope so.
Nathan Tapp
I used to believe in God, and that when I committed suicide the angels would roam before me and assure me that I’d never have to live with pain again. I was 14 when I wrote that.
Michelle
Blue sky angel with fairy floss hair.
Save me from my sweet sin.
Katie
listen to the angels sing a beautiful song of longing that was always in the mans heart but he couldnt imagine the thought but the angels know and knew all along if only the man knew but this would not be life for the man would know everything there is to life.
Angel
fly in the sky
sometimes.
sometimes they fall and join us on earth
sam
It was simple. Angels. Snow angels. That was the answer to his entire situation. She’d mention how much she liked the snow…
They giggled as they laughed and made the angels. He turned to her, and gazed into her eyes, and said “your my angel”
kris
angels and demons populate our fantasies. They are the crusaders of Light and Darkness. Is there no medium between them? Are we the neutral?
Adam
Where do angels come from? Are they people in our lives that have passed away? Are they dressed in white with halos? What do they look like and why can’t we see them all the time? There is a little angel that hangs on my bedroom door-it is a simple little handmade doll with sparkling wings.
Flyer
I’ve got nothing…
They swooped down low over the town stirring the still night air as they passed along the main street.
Aleisha’s fringe fluttered. A chill ran down her spine.
“Freak breeze, hey”, Justin observed.
Linda
I am one, fallen from the kingdom. I give praise to both the light and the dark. Lucifer our brother, the last to attain enlightenment, we wait on you patiently to find faith in humanity.
tony
I personally don’t think that angels exist. Most like to think that my mother is an angel, and thats what they used to tell me as a child. however, i never believed it. i always belived that she was in her next life waiting for me to join her. so i was suicidal, and then some.
JD
When I read this word I do not think of the winged creatures from Heaven. I simply think of my ex-best friend. Her name was Angel and she was everything to me. I was only complete when she was near, but now she’s gone and she’ll never love me again.
BLUEBERRYPLZ
My brother is a HUGE fan of the California Angels. The kid actually waves a Rally MOnkey. The kid is 42 years old. I’m glad he has his outlets!
Kathy
I am sure there are angels everywhere. It is evident in the person on the street that smiles. The person that extends a helping hand. Angels carry us and keep us. I am thankful for the angels who have helped me out over the years. What would we do without them?
Candy
they are a religious symbol that people tend to exemplify as being good. certain angles are bad, dark angles and such. the devil, lucifer in the christian religion, is a fallen angle from heaven.
RC
sacrasanct, these who have come from high, and a supersticious beleif that all who cannot accept must be doomed to not have anybody look over them, that we are alone, and that there is no salvation for our souls. maybe, maybe not? theres nothing more to write
g
Seraphim gliding above the clouds, too bright, too powerful, too…good to look at. It hurts to see that goodness and remember who we are, only human, prone to sin.
Sammy
Are everywhere. Even my husband sitting next to talking while I am trying to write is an angel. My dogs are angels and my friends, too. I have nothing left to say.
amy Beith Miller
some say that angels are among us. that they are us. that life is this big crazy predetermined land of light and hope. i feel like we need to make our own miracles. take responsability. be the change. and all that. angels make us lazy.
niki
I loved how she looked in the pale light, holding the small flower I picked for her to match her name sake. It was as if the angels picked her just for me. Why? Why would they waste such a wonder on a sod like I?
Gloomy
Among the heavens, there is only one true beauty. Nay, that is not god, the stars, the clouds, the familiar faces nor the freedom, but the angels. Scattered amongst the fair men and women are the true definition of true beauty. I can only hope one day, to venture into the depths of heaven, and to see for myself the true beauty.
Josh
Angels with a crooked personality. Is that even possible? Right now, I feel like having another tea frapuccino. Yet, I wish you were here, giving me some water.
Edna Paulet
angels at the angle of noon. maybe the sun shines through the back of their head and from their faces, all i can see is the light.
but it hurts my eyes
marnie
when i was a little girl I used to believe in things like angels so much that I felt them all around me at all times. Now I feel cut-off, alone. Where are my angels. You lifted me up to see as you and I fell and climbed back to the mountain top to find you
Jacinda Cardone
That’s what she calls me. The one who loves me the most. an undying bond that no one can ever break. i m her angel. who can;t even tell her that i slept with the one person she warned me not to trust. if she only knew how much of devil i really was.
don’t exist. I wish I had a way to prove their nonexistence. if they were truly there, someone would have seen one by now. At least one good movie (wings of desire) was made. It was really superb.
If I were an angel, I think I would turn evil.
Angels, the harbingers of eternal salvation. Frequently spoke and wrote of, but never truly seen except in fantastical mythos or perhaps the bible. There are many interpretations of the angel, from servant of god, to the holy warriors of the heavens.
angels are around us, and we don’t even know it. the little girl at the convenience store who takes the time to smile, the man who helps change the tire, all cats and dogs…angels we need to survive this vale
i think they are the same things as ghosts. but good unless ghosts are good too.which they are. unless they arent if that makes sense….it probably doesnt. but the fact that its someone protecting you all the time, it makes me feel more comfortable
as i was hit by the semi with a drunk driver a swore i heard angel next thing i new i was in the hospital with one broken leg amazed i wasint dead.
The cry went up from somewhere deep below the two. Angels could have heard it as loud as it had been. Looking about, James saw the crumpled form of the woman near the bottom of the stairs.
angels are something that people like to believe follow them around and protect them. Some people think they have wings and are human in appearance. Others think they just look like humans and are actually ghostly. Personally I don’t believe in ghosts or angels but if believing in something makes a person feel better and behave better in his/her life, I’m all for it. Providing I’m not forced to believe the same thing or somebody else’s angel starts following me around.
well went out today and it was nice and warm caight a fish ate some chicken bowl and enjoyed the summer day i had a laugh im glad summer is here i cant wait to go home for vacation its gonna be best kind i miss my parents and cant wait to see them.
Darrin Hodder
angels are from the bible. i don’t know whether or not i believe in them. it’s just a matter of faith really. leave it to the senses, to the blunt fact of feel. it doesn’t matter if you can’t decide. it just is.
in the sky they appear. hair full of fire and wind. they sing the chorus that heralds the bringing of destruction, but of loving peace. the paradoxical nature of their messages are not lost. we see them, but we ignore their good and make visible only their pain. what applies and what dies becomes one and the same. oh how to be loved.
I’ll watch over you
though you never asked me to
the angels in the sky
aren’t coming home tonight
I will be there, you won’t be scared
your hand wrapped in mine,
I will always be there for you
We were angels in different skins. Kin. How did we hold it all together, how did we nearly win? Wondrous worlds apart, yet we are so similar. Don’t tell me you don’t know it, cause you’d be lying.
Does this mean I’m not alone?
Angels. I want to write about angels but all I can think about is how I saw it written today…
“social anxiety disorder (SAD)”
and I wanted to cry. And laugh.
May angels watch over SAD people.
Angels, fall from time to time
Do they fall? Or do they fly
To be by our side, while we cry
Angels, soft and ethereal
Whispering hope in our hearts
Embracing us in hard times
Inspiring moments of awe
Are angels sighing
Angels, are they up there?
Or down here, next to you
Are they sitting next to
That crying girl, to comfort
Are they sitting next to me
To inspire and uplift
Are they in a flowers bloom
Are they flying past the moon
When I think of angels I begin to wonder what life is like beyond life. Do we all get to become angels? Or do only the most saintly? Perhaps we get chosen. Or maybe we are drafted. What is the difference between an angel and a ghost? Is there one? I hope so.
I used to believe in God, and that when I committed suicide the angels would roam before me and assure me that I’d never have to live with pain again. I was 14 when I wrote that.
Blue sky angel with fairy floss hair.
Save me from my sweet sin.
listen to the angels sing a beautiful song of longing that was always in the mans heart but he couldnt imagine the thought but the angels know and knew all along if only the man knew but this would not be life for the man would know everything there is to life.
fly in the sky
sometimes.
sometimes they fall and join us on earth
It was simple. Angels. Snow angels. That was the answer to his entire situation. She’d mention how much she liked the snow…
They giggled as they laughed and made the angels. He turned to her, and gazed into her eyes, and said “your my angel”
angels and demons populate our fantasies. They are the crusaders of Light and Darkness. Is there no medium between them? Are we the neutral?
Where do angels come from? Are they people in our lives that have passed away? Are they dressed in white with halos? What do they look like and why can’t we see them all the time? There is a little angel that hangs on my bedroom door-it is a simple little handmade doll with sparkling wings.
I’ve got nothing…
They swooped down low over the town stirring the still night air as they passed along the main street.
Aleisha’s fringe fluttered. A chill ran down her spine.
“Freak breeze, hey”, Justin observed.
I am one, fallen from the kingdom. I give praise to both the light and the dark. Lucifer our brother, the last to attain enlightenment, we wait on you patiently to find faith in humanity.
I personally don’t think that angels exist. Most like to think that my mother is an angel, and thats what they used to tell me as a child. however, i never believed it. i always belived that she was in her next life waiting for me to join her. so i was suicidal, and then some.
When I read this word I do not think of the winged creatures from Heaven. I simply think of my ex-best friend. Her name was Angel and she was everything to me. I was only complete when she was near, but now she’s gone and she’ll never love me again.
My brother is a HUGE fan of the California Angels. The kid actually waves a Rally MOnkey. The kid is 42 years old. I’m glad he has his outlets!
I am sure there are angels everywhere. It is evident in the person on the street that smiles. The person that extends a helping hand. Angels carry us and keep us. I am thankful for the angels who have helped me out over the years. What would we do without them?
they are a religious symbol that people tend to exemplify as being good. certain angles are bad, dark angles and such. the devil, lucifer in the christian religion, is a fallen angle from heaven.
sacrasanct, these who have come from high, and a supersticious beleif that all who cannot accept must be doomed to not have anybody look over them, that we are alone, and that there is no salvation for our souls. maybe, maybe not? theres nothing more to write
Seraphim gliding above the clouds, too bright, too powerful, too…good to look at. It hurts to see that goodness and remember who we are, only human, prone to sin.
Are everywhere. Even my husband sitting next to talking while I am trying to write is an angel. My dogs are angels and my friends, too. I have nothing left to say.
some say that angels are among us. that they are us. that life is this big crazy predetermined land of light and hope. i feel like we need to make our own miracles. take responsability. be the change. and all that. angels make us lazy.
I loved how she looked in the pale light, holding the small flower I picked for her to match her name sake. It was as if the angels picked her just for me. Why? Why would they waste such a wonder on a sod like I?
Among the heavens, there is only one true beauty. Nay, that is not god, the stars, the clouds, the familiar faces nor the freedom, but the angels. Scattered amongst the fair men and women are the true definition of true beauty. I can only hope one day, to venture into the depths of heaven, and to see for myself the true beauty.
Angels with a crooked personality. Is that even possible? Right now, I feel like having another tea frapuccino. Yet, I wish you were here, giving me some water.
angels at the angle of noon. maybe the sun shines through the back of their head and from their faces, all i can see is the light.
but it hurts my eyes
when i was a little girl I used to believe in things like angels so much that I felt them all around me at all times. Now I feel cut-off, alone. Where are my angels. You lifted me up to see as you and I fell and climbed back to the mountain top to find you
That’s what she calls me. The one who loves me the most. an undying bond that no one can ever break. i m her angel. who can;t even tell her that i slept with the one person she warned me not to trust. if she only knew how much of devil i really was.