Archangels World
In trouble times.
Where fire and water collide.
Destruction and chaos go hand to hand.
Where there is destruction.
Pain and suffering is found.
Where there is chaos you will find.
Nightmares unending,
A volcanic eruption of emotions.
Make peace seem almost impossible
to grasp. Hope slips through your fingertips.
Thunder crashes parting the heavens.
Ground shakes, trembling through your core.
Seven angel trumpets sound.
They wale across the crimson sky.
The hours fade away slipping through
the hour glass of time.
Across the stars among Dracos lair.
Riding across serpents tail.
An impossible dream.
You try to shake to wake up.
The Archangel Michael stares. I am
drawned by his immaculate glow.
See a short grin, a broken smile, a single
tear runs down his face as he lifts his sword.
Swaying it around his shoulders.
Everything is in slow motion.
Captured in a capsel under
Archangel's grasp.
I blink and close my eyes.
Not knowing the outcome
Gravity takes a toil on me.
I start to float. Feel weightless
with no control.
I hear a whisper calling out to me.
It's all up to you! In a dark abyss.
I hit the ground and stand alone.
Silence roams the air. Holding
my soul in a single bliss of despair.
I start to realize this is it.
There is no turning back.
The future is upon me.
A revelation in the making.
One more time I hear the trumpets sound.
I start to pray and leave it up to fate.
I wake up in a cold sweat.
With the rosary in my hand.
I open my eyes and see,
Archangel Michael smiling back at me
on a picture frame.
About this poem
I wrote this in a random dream I had. With everything that is going on in the world today. It makes you stop in think almost as though your stuck in a trance.
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Submitted by axbarajas0419 on March 02, 2024
Modified by axbarajas0419 on March 23, 2024
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Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 1,558 |
Words | 334 |
Stanzas | 9 |
Stanza Lengths | 3, 5, 4, 4, 4, 8, 5, 5, 11 |
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