Poetry Emotional: Hypnotic Sound

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Eerie visitation

 

Sleepily, staring at the ceiling, of my darkening, bedroom, I could see, flashes of flickering, sparkles, white lightening, lights , illuminating, the darkness, dispersing the shadows.  Feeling, sensing the energy, of the apparition that was manifesting, before my eyes.

I could make out a vague shape, a white horse, stamping its feet, and moving from side to side in agitation.  I thought, telepathically, to the apparition, Holographically sensing, the details, of the horse, more than, actually seeing it.

“ Can I see you? manifest for me, please,”   “um”, then, feeling apprehensive, “ “on second thoughts, maybe best I see you, energetically,  holographically, telepathically.”  Still to scared, to actually see, even though, I have seen manifestations, before, with my eyes open. 

So settling back comfortably, in my bed, all the time sending out loving intentions, I closed my eyes, and looked in the direction, of the light and energy, I was sensing.

I saw, in my third eye vision, energetically, with my eyes shut, a wonderful, white blue light, glowing softly, hovering above my bed slightly, to my right, the apparition gradually, manifested more brightly, and I saw it was sitting on or part of a white horse, I could make out what could be ragged,  white wings, or a white cloak. Seeming  to float, silently, softly. 

“ Beautiful”, I breathed a sigh, smiling, as I thought, telepathically to the Angel.

Then, I asked, who he was, as I looked through my third eye vision, he turned his head slightly, which was covered in a soft white  hood, the flickering, glow, shone briefly, on his face,  “OH”   I said out loud, as I caught a glimpse, of the bleached white bones, of his jaw.  O.O   recognising the angel of death.

Panicking a little, “ekk”, was my time up, was he here for me? I asked him, silently in my mind, my heart beating wildly, thumping so loudly, I could nt hear myself think.   My whole   body and bed vibrating with my heartbeat. He floated, briefly near to me, then, silently faded away.

Now , obviously, to scared now to go to sleep, thinking this was it for me.  My thoughts in chaos, I got out of bed and put my pyjamas, on, not wanting my family, to find me in bed,dead ,naked, eww, o.o ,  then, I needed a wee, so got up, my son was still awake, so had a cuddle, went back to bed again, to try to sleep,  had a sip of water, mouth was dry, and then, needed another, wee. So up and down, 4 times, nervously.

My higher self, then, started to try to reason with me, as I was still panicking thinking I would die in my sleep. Anyway I gradually, drifted into a deep sleep at midnight, after much praying, and reasoning with myself, my main, worries being, about leaving, my boys, and sister, knowing, how heartbroken, they would, be, but also, knowing, that I have to detach, myself and let go, in love as one day, will have to leave, them.

Thankfully,  woke up at 6am, :D my times not up yet, but was a lesson, a test for me, also a sign.

A few weeks, before, I had seen, Arch Angel Michael, in a vision, on a white horse, whilst I had been meditaing, under my tree, in the fields, he had saluted me, with his sword. Now ive seen the Angel of Death, on a white horse,  thankfully, he didn’t point at me, and incidently, he doesn’t, look anything like the depictions of the Grim Reaper, on the tv, and movies.

I will leave you to surmise, what the message may have meant…..

 

 

 

 

 

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Eagles Eye

I see, as from, an Eagles eye,

 Looking down,  over a barren land.

The ground, caked, cracked clay.

A fine red dust, crumbling.

I see, the lonely, silhouette,

Of a burnt stump,

That once was a tree.

Like a clasping claw, grasping.

I see, A smouldering, boulder,

Heat rising, like a mirage,

Of toxic gas,  bubbling.

I see, the crumbling ruins, falling in heaps,

Hazy dust, settling, into piles,

Where once, life, thrived.

Now desolate and alone,

No-one there.

I feel a tear, forming, in my the corner of my eye.

An acid, drop, stinging.

 It falls, softly, but fades, before hitting the parched, soil.

My nostrils, and throat, constrict,

Burning, the acrid smell,

 Fumes, stifling, my breathe.

This once, beautiful gem, now a dieing stone. ~ SeaOpal 2012

 

 

Be True to yourself

Be true to yourself,
live your life,
instinct will guide you,
deliverance from strife.

Feel your emotions,
sensing your way,
live your life,
from day to day.

Inspiration, a spiritual tune,
illuminates 
moonlite,  dims the gloom,
follow your  path,
float along life's streams
life is to live,
and fulfill your dreams.

As time it passess,
and we do age,
were getting to old,
to survive this rage,
but survive we must,
to be strong and brave,
follow your  heart,
before we end in our grave.

Be true to yourself,
live your life,
instinct will guide you,
deliverance from strife.

Feel your emotions,
sensing your way,
live your life,
from day to day. ~Seaopal

Puzzle Pieces

Puzzle pieces
A scattered pawn
Thrown around
From the day I was born.
Shattered dreams
Smashed like glass
Wont fit together
This puzzles past.
Puzzle pieces
A jigsaw game
Mend my soul
Let the piece remain.

Missing pieces
Far away
A hole in my heart
A piece that wont stay.

Nothing fits well
In my jigsaw mind
Distorted emotions
A piece I cant find.
Puzzle pieces
A jigsaw game
Mend my soul
Let the piece remain.
Puzzle pieces
A jigsaw game
Mend my soul
Let the piece remain. ~ Seaopal 

Empty Heart

Emptiness, eats my soul,
A destructive, hollow hole,
Growing ever bigger,
My tears are undisolved.
Emotion, eats my soul,
Carries me away,
Waves of pain wash over me.
Heartache unresolved.

Feelings that abound,
Revolving round and round,
Spinning through my heart,
Feelings that are found,
Cant control this aching sound,
Cant control my dark emotion.
Torrents that rebound,
Unrepaid devotion.
Completions never ending,
Its tortured, message sending,
Loneliness forever,
Eternal, empty heart,
Aching, lost endeavour. ~Seaopal

Tears of Tomorrow

Tears of tomorrow,
Falling through my past,
Falling softly down my cheek,
My pain it cannot last.
Tears glisten as they falls,
Diamond memories,
Droplets of emotion,
Like a tortured, cruel disease.
Tears wash my pain away,
Sweeping clean my past,
As crystal, lights do shine,
My pain it cannot last  ~Seaopal