Iconaclastic Nephilim

The Nephilim are among us

They walk where normal angels fear to tread,

They are iconaclastic they’re seen as deviant souls

They are ancient and primordial,

They are representing the oldest souls

You look to me and wonder,

About this, how could I possibly know,

It’s because I am Nephilim

The thing of which stories were told,

I am of the book of Enoch

I come from distant times,

But I move among you watching

But you can’t see me because you’re blind,

I am Nephilim,

Iconaclastic Nephilim,

I am Nephilim,

The last of the fallen angels.

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5 responses to “Iconaclastic Nephilim”

  1. Interesting poem. I’ve read if Nephilim and heard of the tales but curious to learn more on the same.

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  2. Aha!! (I read — and responded — to the earlier poem first.) That explains it then. ;)) Another very evocative poem. :)) ๐Ÿ™Œ๐ŸŒทโค๏ธŽ

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    1. Once again I thank you for reading and appreciating my work. Yours, always watching ๐Ÿ˜‚ faux ๐Ÿ™

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      1. LOL!!!! I love this so much, cracked me up!!! ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜†๐Ÿค—๐Ÿ˜œ thanks always, for the lovely star. ๐ŸŒŸ (You know… the one that you are. ;)) ๐Ÿคฉ๐Ÿ™

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      2. Thanks very much ๐Ÿฅฐ๐Ÿ™ Faux

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