#Poem #Poetry #Poet
Home » Poetical Subjects » Aesthetic » Truth by an Angel
Ears in heaven cherishes a singer
Choir’s musicals she gives a soul
She is a wish heaven loves to make.
I heard she dresses like a striper
Displaying her hot cameltoe
Making tonnes to gather at lake.
Her dress sense makes the sun hotter
In black and blue, she lost a role
Suspended from church for burnt bakes.
Yet in her flaws she is better
Than the people I used to know
Going around as a preacher.
Love finds a way like water The right recipe matters From a pot to make a dish Meant to sustain and nourish. Why is it…
To your actions, you are the Chief cook and bottle washer Say not, “they said you’re mad” To the throne, if not first hand Unpack…
Even as camera’s roll , I bother not when they troll For wonders last but nine days And soon they become dead clays But amongst…
I wish I could get to the end of the space Lean by its edge; seeing all, right on my face, Not just the stars…
Irony 🤣, and she’s a saint of her own soul better than the pretenders
LikeLiked by 1 person
Exactly. Guess why they say, don’t judge a book by its cover.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Exactly
LikeLiked by 1 person
Happy birthday to you ma
LikeLiked by 1 person
thanks Vinz, i appreciate
LikeLiked by 1 person
Magnificent
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you
LikeLiked by 1 person
“Suspended from church for burnt bakes”. 🤣Meanwhile, most of them get their bakes burnt now and then. But who will judge their bakes?
👌
LikeLiked by 1 person
God only should have. For if stones were to be thrown by saints onto sinners no man would ever cast one.
LikeLiked by 1 person