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When I am Colder,Older and then alone... I will collect the sky on my own... When the art has faded and the days then fade- when everyone has gone away... I may finally see what never was saw .....ahhhhhhhhhhhhh............... the quiet sky The unlit room which bares my end...shows the flashes of my pains my joys and sins. This life has been a strange one since the curtains were drawn These paper and plastic figures have clouded the dawn I was once younger,foolish,and obsessed with truth Now I am bitter,sour,dour faced with my heart under shoe The children were all searching or lost in a crowd All weeds in a garden...growing vile and foul Though beauty was sold it never came true Obsessions and vanity have traveled safe through Materials and poison and everything lost have been burned in the fires or lost in the frost I stand face to mirror tearing my being apart Winding thoughts of love,pain,god,and art As the sun sets and the darkness grows I too shall follow this pattern in tow Death has a friendly hand and a pretty face She has given me comfort as I leave this place The wars have occurred,humanity's lost Souls have been burnt in the fire or lost in the frost Day was Life,Night is Death And the latter has given counsel on my final steps
This pledge that l,Ntando, make today serves as my guideline that I shall follow happily, ungrudgingly and tirelessly for the sake of our love life. Indeed l am well aware of the fact that the beauty of this pledge does not only lie in word alone but in action as well. For that reason in every season I shall show steadfast commitment to the implementation of this pledge with a great deal of astuteness. I therefore commit myself to be your devoted and delivering husband for all the years l shall live with you on this earth. I shall treat you with the love and care you deserve as my wife. Indeed l shall treat you with the distinction and dignity that is befitting of the queen of my heart. That body, that bone, that breath shall be my mine to treasure, for sure; a dearness to promote and protect for dear life…and love! I shall stand by and with you in all the situations of our life. If the situation demands that we sail, sail we shall together. If the situation demands that we climb, climb we shall together. I know very well what l am getting into: I am getting into a marriage that is overflowing with blessings. This marriage- with our mutual commitment- will stand the test of time. I know very well what I am getting into: I am getting into a relationship that brims over with a transforming power of love. This marriage-with our mutual commitment – will transform naivety into maturity troubles into challenges pretence into practice pride into progress bachelorship into companionship. I pledge to be your steward and partner for all times. I shall value the consultations and decisions that we make as husband and wife. As head of the family I shall do nothing to derail our love train for anything else least of all for personal and selfish reasons. Now and forever I am your lawful and loving husband… This pledge that l, Nothando, make today serves as my guideline that I shall follow happily, ungrudgingly and tirelessly for the sake of our love life. Indeed I am well aware of the fact that the beauty of this pledge does not only lie in pronouncements but in practice as well. For this reason every season I shall demonstrate untiring love and loyalty to you; a love and a loyalty that is a living embodiment of our marriage vows. I therefore commit myself to be your honouring, supportive and loving wife for all the years l shall live with you. I shall treat you with the love and care that you deserve as my husband. Indeed I shall treat you with the dignity and nobility that is befitting of the king of my heart. On my mind it is always fresh that I am the flesh of your flesh. Green or grown I am the bone of your bone. I know very well what I am getting into: I am getting into a relationship that elevates me into a kingdom of wifehood. I shall endevour to put my family first with all the rights, obligations and privileges that come with wifehood. I shall endevour to wipe off and ward off loneliness and lostness from our relationship, seeking nothing but your companionship; banking on your stewardship, sinking together any hardship. Since you are mine I shall not do anything else to undermine our relationship for personal or egotistical reasons. Now and forever I am your lawful and loving wife…
A burst of white light gamma rays, overbearing a flash of brilliance burns through to my soul everything is like hell the world starts to melt in the blink of an eye just the cold blackness of night I don't care if I am not again what I once was, for at this moment I am greater now than ever before I took the path between teetering, tight roping walking right up to my right divined in my unholy state I thought I told you I am your king still you sit there, hesitating I know you hate me what does that mean? I hate just about everything still I'm chosen I did not wish before now bow down to me refuse me no more for I shall always be your demon until you accept me as your King. I don't even know you though you say we used to be best of friends, you and me the day you ditched me I remember now exactly how it played out back when we were just tiny things even back then I still was King you thought me stupid just a ruse I would laugh inside, you see? not one of you single, mean people ever even knew me in a world, mostly seen to me that is why only I can be your true King and bring forth a new source of light everlasting. As two worlds collide slowly aligned one wrapped in shadows one bathed in white evils swirling in the clouds above I'll always be the king you love to hate or despise as in your blood I thought I told you, I am the one I am the way, the way out shall be shown breathe in my spirit as it carries you away breathe in my faith it shall carry your empty space and deposit you gently on a cloud just enough higher than you've ever dreamed of for I am king now, and your in my hell your in my imagination, I'll just never tell you'll feel as though dreaming, you'll feel now if you try and see you were always found the most shared in the light cast upon me the last bright star in heaven. Denounce my name, if you may One year later, still not afraid A black sheep, a darkened spade That's just life, I'm not right I'm in the wrong, follow along Like a piper, I'll pitch a song Mesmerized, the weak wills sing I thought he told you, he's still our king.
Futility my heart breathes its last breath Embraces its own death Ready to be reborn and made anew Can't live a lie Refuse to "do" and I'll DIE.... Focus now on why I'll live And never touch the sky. I have to forget you I have to reject you But I will never love anyone like I loved you..... I heard you whisper and you never knew it I wiped the tears from your eyes But you couldn't feel it You're lost and you'll never find you And neither will I And I'm so sorry-- but I'm NOT. I'll attempt to reset Try to forget But you know, I never will. Be my dirty little secret My very worst-kept secret Sweet, smooth, beautiful poison My infernal and endless attraction towards complete and utter self-destruction I fell in love with the devil And it will take one heck of an angel To save me from the likes of you.... My addiction my confusion my nightmare my dream never to come true Oh, I'll never forget the times we never shared I'll never forget how you were never there Always me, the stars, and tears And I ask you, what kind of life is THAT? I have to face the facts I don't know what happens now but it happens without you. The stains will always be there the scars will never fade But the memory of you---- it HAS to. I could carry the torch forever But it would only consume me I can't cry another tear for you Or I'll dry up completely It doesn't affect you and you never deserved me You'll go on with your life, too All, all alone Because you'll only ever be in love with you.
Smokeless inhales hurt. I cough tar on my shirt. As my black lungs breathe, Shrilling exhales wheeze. Cabrona Falls me Down to My knees. The nicotine cracks My will. My composure Spills. I want This. I must Have this. I sink Into The brink Of madness.
Sheathed beneath fey Fallow heath; Ever reclining, ne'er still, Strenuous tendons, canvassed abruptly, Sewn and cast upon the ochre ash baize; Shards slanderous, prosaic splinters, Obituaries embroidered, solely trough grace. Sheathed beneath fey Fallow heath; Ever reclining, ne'er still, Ether let heathers, tore, tread an' scorn, Wheaten wore sought, tethered ought- Shorn, praised amidst, timorous gaze, Obituaries embroidered, solely trough grace. Sheathed beneath fey Fallow heath; Ever reclining, ne'er still.
This new born day I celebrate your souls release from guilt n' captivity since that day you felt a carnal touch of sin within as your hands played poetically upon the curves of your dead lover's silken skin… I know now you made your way to the top of the rocks to plant a tree to guard this sacred place where I fell from thee n' you repeated the poetic chant of love's abandoning to follow me into our karmic destiny… On that fateful day your soul bled away at the top of this crest by a solitary juvenile tree, your body of words fell to the rocks at the base of this cliff, embroidered into the blood of me… The one who would hold a feather to her face on this crest by the sea n' remember finally the days gone by of you n' me, our deaths from love's abandoning when you my love were lost to this world n' me for ten centuries… I now await destiny as we will love forever more with immortal hearts…
When the world is fast asleep not me, I think and think and think how can I be more unique more I think, and think and think how will they remember me? how can I change it, more differently? how can I push and challenge me? now that my mind is unlocked and free the new sun rises and startles me my trance is broken, my awakening The new dawn rises, surprises surprises thankful to the twin gods, Isis and Osiris for removing all the sins of my past lies that was bringing me down to my demise The balance, my chalice, now undisturbed its order is hanging by my good word I do not wish to go unheard but who is there to hear me when my thoughts are stirred? In a sense of peace drop to my knees look up to the heavens they're smiling down on me how can I repay them? what is my creed? I rise now awakened revived in my belief.
I. The wrothful man has regotiated his saliency, The humble man has neglected his post of "Your Excellency", Let the pirate look through my one eye of transpareency, Hope my superman sings along to those dracula's frequencies, These are not Bulls written in pure fantasy, Our fleur-de-lis and its very ecstacy, Not meant for agilely minded Perverts, Spliffs meant for Godly minds,exhalling Wisdom and Truth.. Selah II. Reading to the salient ears of age, Your teeth gleaning this vast ears of corn, Seeing men's rage shorten their years, Or what your ladies who smiled at my no-beard-style have become, Easy skanking is what my ears hear, A tip of God given talents, Many a quail showering my Sweet Heart with "Works so excellent", God breathes his creative spirit to minds We call "Salient", Selah
This poem covers the greatest story ever told Greater than all the kings and all their gold This story will bring about deep reflection Starting with the Immaculate Conception Of all the stories this is the greatest of all A complex child born in a simple stall Quickly the news covered the land A virgin would be Gods right hand Inside of her womb a God to a son Imagine this story has just begun Everyone knew this child was born to design Just open your heart and look for the sign Harrod was driven by fear of not being so great The first-born son was Harrods fate Jesus escaped the King and awaited the call To become the greatest glory of all This is my master this is our Lord He is the wielder and we are the sword He chose his disciples of simple men Hear tell one was straight out of the pen The Pharisees called on Pilot the king At the end he said, "I wash my hands of this thing" I wonder if when Pilot stepped up to the gate Jesus washed his hands to seal Pilots fate Or if he opened his arms to welcome him in Forgiving Pilot of all of his sins We took our Lord then nailed him to the cross As far as humanity that was our greatest loss But through all the loss just look at the gain Bought by our Lord through sacrifice and pain Over 2000 years after this child was born He came to the prison to make my heart warm Gave me a gift then our Lord set me free I reckon the rest would be up to me As you dress up the tree and hang up the lights Think of the story of our Lords plight
Lord, I believe in You and myself, With You I can do almost anything. Even if I'm overweight... I believe You'll keep me alive until the day You want me back home with you. I'm sorry for my sins And all of us are imperfect humans: Debating about beliefs, greedy thieves, And everything else you hate. So please forgive all of us and open the gate To Your Heavenly Kingdom. Have Your Son save us all. Sometimes I believe I don't deserve You And Your Promise for Eternity, But Your Son's words reassure me. I feel scared of the destruction in Your Revelation, But remember You'll keep me safe If I just forever keep my faith.
Slow was the logo he had been wearing since he was born. Born into a world of poverty and scorn. They look at you funny when your mom is destroying her fetus and it's not even born yet. 9 months of pain in a bubble of insanity. Slowly fading. She didn't know how much you were going to be. So when the day came and she lied down on the table screaming and breathing. Cussing and fussing. Wondering why she didn't keep her silly legs closed. But then you come around and your eyes were enough to tame her. No more stripping to make a dollar, no more crack pipes she wanted to be the perfect mother. She raised you right, though she made some mistakes she was really trying. Your first day of school she held your hand and cried because you were becoming such a little man. She didn't yet know the hardships that were to come. The boat was solid now but the waves were sure to crash it. The little boy strutted to school he wanted to make his mother proud but he didn't yet know he was going to be made a fool. First day of class and he could barely read. Teacher's crucified him because he didn't know his ABC's. From then on he was labeled slow. Got left back in the 3rd grade for him their seemed no hope. He went from being so determined to blaming his mother, the stress so enormous she started the pipe again. The boy couldn't imagine how much he had hurt her. But he knew hurt as well and for now he felt he deserved to be selfish. Kids teased him every day, stole his lunch money, called him " slow" and a dummy. He had no friends and one day he turned to his mother. He said mom why is that every day I go to school and they tease me and I come home and I tease you. But you're silent, you don't ever belittle me. Why is that mommy? He stared at her with intelligence in his eyes. The mother was silent for a second and then she looked into her baby's eyes and said " Because to me you are golden and even though they might not see it I surely know it".The boy looked at his mother and said but how can I be golden that's not what anyone says they all say that I'm slow. The mother looked at her son and reached out for his hand and slapped it. Didn't I tell you never to listen to what other people say it only matters what you think? What do you think? The boy gazed into his mother's eyes and said " I think I'm really bright, if you can see it and I can see it than that's all I need to know. The mother smiled as he left her that day the future seemed bright.
Hello Friends... I suffer from Severe Bi-Polar Disorder and this submission was inspired by actual events that occured during one of my especially critical manic episodes. Be sure and read Part 1 first so as to get the true gist of the poem and leave your comments here on the Part 2 submission. Thank you for allowing me to share my pain for pain shared is pain diminished. Me, Myself, and I... (continued) "Your, (Or "Our"), symptoms seem to intermit And the fact that "You're," ("We're"), a hypocrite Tis no wonder we're having such problems with diagnosis" Then "I" had an idea so grand To dispense with this at my own hand A self-inflicted coup de grace would be my prognosis So while the "Me" and the "Myself" squabbled With courage newly cobbled "I" spotted the dresser drawer and made my run With fingers fiercely fumbling Whilst they continued grumbling "I" produced from the depths of the drawer a shiny gun And now my life, though ill-fated Was soon to be vindicated This would affect us all equally the same Would be no myself or me No you, him, us, or we But an inclusive all would be to blame It took me a moment to figure Out the safety on the trigger Then "I," (or "Us"), prepared to do the dirty deed Then the barrel found my temple And as it settled into the dimple A still small voice did my "selves" choose to heed Hence a moment of clarity Harkened me to posterity And I thought what a legacy to leave behind "Can't we all find a way To save this miserable day And avoid a broken body for someone to find" And then deep within my soul I felt and heard a simple drum roll And the differing sides of me just subsided And with my mind now as one I worked to get this all undone The whole business of this stuff I derided And tis now true of fact That I survived this ordeal intact And lived to raise my face unto the sky And here now as it ends I find I've made good friends With the "Me", the "Myself," and the "I" Thank you for taking the time to share in my poetry. Please feel free to leave your thoughts or comments here on this page. J. Scott Burns...
The Day My Uncle Died... I was thinking about the smile on my uncle's face…. This was a before he would "leave this place." I'll never forget the words shortly before he died. The more I thought about it, the more I cried. He said, "you know Jimmy I wish I got to know you better." I never received another phone call or even a letter. A few days later he was ready to go to a funeral. But it was also him who received a burial. I was shocked and amazed as to what happened. The events took place. There was no way I could "stop them." Memories I had were from many years ago. I often think about him. And I do miss him so! I suppose many don't take the time to realize... How quickly life passes... Then someone dies. Perhaps there's someone in your life you can think of… There's been a situation that you're embarrassed to "speak of/" A harsh word said, and angry thought was spoken. And soon your relationship has been "broken." This may be a good time with this person to spend. Irregardless if they're what you'd call a "friend." Everyone is important to God who reigns above. We need to be filled with his mercy and love. The person you haven't seen shall one day disappear... The days are short... Our journey's end is so near! May God speak to our heart and help us to see... Where will you and I be spending our eternity??? By Jim Pemberton
Outside, there is a small trail and six steps separating me from those that pass on by, Impossible, to hide, behind my ruby house coat and synthetic flavoured... bitterly savoured, morning coffee An old man walks by, paced, in slow - rhythmic strides in order to balance three bags his aluminum collection Toes, emerging from the tips of his tattered shoes, As he spies me we engage in observations He is courteous, as he desists, lowers, his head in his travels, continues to descend down the hill around the corner of my house, heat scorching This morning, all I can hope for Is that he does not rip my garbage apart.
Watch this scene with both eyes and try not to blink C: --> I stood there... silently Like a predator near prey I sneak behind YOU You weren't even aware of it!! Ha-ha! I made YOU jump hIgH Like a startled hare I chuckle and smile You know that mischievous smile of mine? Your reaction was PRICELESS - you were so upset But YOU forgave me Well...I'm flattered. . . We laugh'd together (just like the good times) In a chorus - our volume Picked up extreme sound Believe me - I could hear our laughter from a mile away! But I'm glad I did My best to make you giggle Ridiculous me... Wouldn't you agree?
A poem wrote by me, based on Person who is a deserving icon but still struggling hard with his career life and addressed as disturbed creature. DISTURBED CREATURE--> Am I ?? BY Mrs.Madhavi Suyog Pagare Am I so insane, Am I so mad, Dramatic mood of mine is so die hard. Destroyed my peace, Shattering my dreams, People call me as disturbed creature. As like mounting the pain, attenuating the drain!! Digesting my feelings lying inside me, Strangely nobody cared, call me sick. Teasing me lavishly and my heart is pricked, Hurted me like hell when addressed me as stupid. As like showering rain, missing on the lane!! Time lapse in journey of life, Can hamper anybody on its path. When I see innate reflex of mine, I always use to brightly shine. Though possessing every job attributes of mine, I never thought the authorities will ditch and hamper my career line. Falsely acting bloody swine, making my image as fade as wine. As like affecting harmonious divine, my soul was, as is transparently pristine!! Destroying me and testing my patience, Never wanna give up. Transformed deviations, wanna rightly screw up. I wanna raise up, I wanna shake up. I wanna wake up, Tranquilize my mind. Unzip the professional life compressed by the culprits. Wanna explore myself, driving the motivated heights of journey. Lastly waiting for the optimistic opportunity. Cuffing the suspect ,I wanna rejoice by my pattern of life!! with Suyog Pagare
I've just had an experience unlike any other. It was so great, cause now I'm with the Father. I've just had an experience unlike any'll know. 'Cept for those who came with me in the flow. Of Light! That is. The never-endin' Light of the Lord. The never-endin' Light of the Lord! I've been through hell all thro'out my life. And I've had all kinds o' different strife. And I've been hard-press'd. And I've been depressed. And just when I thought I got the hang o' things, They change, and they rearrange. I've done all sorts o' things. Stupid things. Crazy things. But now times have changed. And everything has rearranged. And all that I e'er knew, Has come back to bite you. I've just had an experience unlike any other. It was so great, cause now I'm with the Father. I've just had an experience unlike any'll know. 'Cept for those who came with me in the flow. Of Light! That is. The never-endin' Light of the Lord. The never-endin' Light of the Lord! So listen closely as I tell what's happened to the world. The world's spun it's last spin and has finally hurled. The Hea'nly Host has brought us up. All us Christians, that is, pup. Anyone listening to this, is more 'an likely in any state but bliss. If this is bein' heard, Then e'eryone is real disturbed. You may've just witnessed all of us disappearing, But there'll still be another hearing. Like it's been for all of life, 'cept for this one instance that is, You may come to meet the Lord after you perish. You'll have an experience unlike any other. It'll be so great, cause you'll be with the Father. You'll have an experience unlike any'll know. 'Cept for those who'll come with you in the flow. Of Light! That is. The never-endin' Light of the Lord. The never-endin' Light of the Lord! I shall end this now for I'm ent'rin the Pearly Gates o' Heav'n. It's more beautiful than can be describ'd by any Reveren'. If somehow this reaches you people on Earth, Remember this one thing from the hearth. There'll always be hope, so stay strong! Don't worry, this torture won't last long. You'll have an experience unlike any other. It'll be so great, cause you'll be with the Father. You'll have an experience unlike any'll know. 'Cept for those who'll come with you in the flow. Of Light! That is. The never-endin' Light of the Lord. The never-endin' Light of the Lord!
Angels in heaven Dancing on a small puddle Always stay afloat
im livin in a world, where all eyes on me. trying to curve my own route. but route 66 keeps finding its way to me. ive been plenty sick, in all the events layed before me. even when i reflect to my lowest points i dont regret any of the choices That I've deployed in my era A lot of it by error, but hey We live in hell conditions and there ain't no air condition Or any guidelines when life throws you in the sidelines But when hindsight twenty twenty hits You'll begin to understand life's a bunch of equations and you in the mix of it An you'll have to think twice, before running into a situation and becoming the best of it Situations it's what got me here, it's what got us here Ran with my thoughts blazing up to her place and Guess what happened next She opened up heaven's gate And just before late I slipped out Simply put I'm a Grown ass man Doin his thing, waitin to blow up like an old land mine In doin what he drools over But time after time Something decides to creep up and cover the light Lost my way Then I revoked to ever know, I ever thought that way But in the in between time, that in the mean time Spent a lot of time Gettin pissed off just to medicate and lift off Don't need Don Perion to sip off Already had my way with the bottle Even thought to get back with the trouble and rejoin the hustle That's just what happens to a man who really knows his old ways Whos tired of making ends meet and ponders getting back to the streets. Memory sets in and he remembers an O.G. saying No matter how tall your pockets stand when you ball Eventually times gonna make you fall Fall And I as I pull myself together I don't wanna end up like the twin towers rubble I mean no offence to nine eleven but at that time I probably could have used a reverend But all that's irrelevant now because i live with a different perspective now there you go you made it to the end :-) comment if you like, constructive criticism wanted as well.
Making it clear thus you have been purified This side of the fence thus you stand in defense You have been remade thus light has sterilized The rarity of this clarity His will presents
Forgotten somewhere in the midst of steel and concrete. Bound by shackles and chains even in our sleep. Living like wolves preying amongst lost sheep. Concrete tears and pains so mindfully deep. Forgotten by those on the outside. We cant even run no where, we cant even hide. No choice left but to sit and fight. In here only the strong minded survive. Truth be told in here what is wrong is right. All most os us got is wasted M&^*&F*^&&ng time. We sit back and work out and write heartfelt rhymes. Not to be a victim of prey we all trying. Many stories are told, songs are written of truth over lying. We are gone for the moment but not truly forgotten so the hurt we must not show it. We are to old while we young to be crying in front of full grown men for this is a time we must out grow it. There aint no way out this hell hole and we all know it. Feelings of hopelessness surrounds te heart to the point where we can no longer control it. In here there is only time no fun. Darkness fills night no light shone in here from the sun. Only by our own selves we may be out done. BECAUSE IN HERE IT FEELS LIKE WE ARE TRULY THE FORGOTTEN ONES....
I am a heart full of love that shook the pilars that held her colussium up her heart filled with sorrow, I swing such fury toward her heart and soul she cowards away from me, in fear of falling in love and not knowing what is in black and not searching what is in the light of pure white. I am a heart full of love, she runs and takes the long dirt road, through the raging mountains of the quiet countryside, as the meadows of lilacs slowly die when Spring comes, the blooming of the rose, like the blooming of my heart, a blossom on a cherry tree fall and harbour in the wintertime. I swing toward her, she falls in fear of wanting attention and love. Lost in the midnight twilight, the flaming torch guides her through the dark holes of meaningless souls. and like a frightened hummingbird, she flees away from the secrets of falling in love. A heart full of love ready to love, it is diffcult to feel and to show, but as if a rose that blooms in Springtime my love is ready to bloom. Pettles lay along a darkened atmosphere lit up only with four wax candles a portrait of a woman hung over a mantel piece in honour of my one true love. As the twilight shine though my bedroom window, I show a heart full of love, to take and to hold for eternity. And as she slowly moves forward, she takes me home with her, and opens her chest and shows me her heart with a glass of red wine and charming cigarette. She sheads tears of pain and sorrow on my broud shoulder, I curise her hair, silk laced hair, shining against the twilight and the moonlit sky. My heart full of love, so divine, so original a one of a kind. We make love in the midst of the twilight, as my dream girl is now reality and my pain is no more, her pain is no more. Too show such love makes a man feel free and his soul lighter. She holds him there, as the sun rises over the mountains. The birds sing a tune of cheerfulness, and they talk about everything beautiful and kind, that is still left in this cruel and empty hearted world. Romance and love shared with a heart full of love, smile and kiss upon smooth lips, feel me against your tight body, and love me till the morning when Blue eyed Death is staring us in the face. and we go with him, and play a game of risk, and together forever, onto a diffrent world we shall love each other forever, for you and I both have a heart full of love.
******** Wonder for a Generation A Generation exposed -Of- All kindred and tongue ------ Celebrating under One Lord - And - Serving One Jesus' To the long suffering Of One all Mighty God Always'.... Since the beginning Of time Poet Author Gary Fields
< once were twin towers on horizon bombarded by Al Qaeda what sin then came many heros lost too at ground zero America's flag still flew in wind In Loving Memory To Those Lost On 911 R.I.P. You Are Not Forgotten
i could sit here. day in and day out thinking of the most proper way to let the ink in the pen spill out but as of late im feeling prehistoric so much weight on my shoulders and i dont know where to go resuscitate my soul look back up and head to the goal so much evil around. i feel like the devils workin double shifts just to bring me down. on the road to redemption you can take a seat up in the front section just so you can feel the emotions in this electric notion i've done a lot of things that hide the halo let it all collaborate when i medicate now look at me, mind workin like plato formulate a new path to take so i can maneuver through all the mistakes we all know we cant change what we've already made but we can change the next thing we create startin to sound like a serenity prayer 5 steps till im thirty and the twenty four before i was never a player found out when the lights came back on im strictly a lover its the strongest drink for your soul, when its thirsty so careful how much you intake or be left hungover even worse be the one she ran over i dont mean to come off like im too deep but the obstacles made there way through just to scrape through and leave me suffocating just for me to re-invent a new way to breathe, re-decorating is your life so complicated you rather wet up your pillows and revoke from the life you live just think of your kids mourning theyll never see that pretty face in the morning any more cheer your self up you got a lot to live for your a gem and im that friend trynna appraise the value that you dont see inside of you just another day for him goin about searchin wonderin what his purpose is running in circles till he found a way through all the turbulence
As I walk through the blaze I slowly lay upon my grave, as your love incinerates. I embrace your selfishness and your hate without resistance. My love so true and permanent. Forever loving you is a blessing forever lasting. Armageddon of love destruction, I'm in possession of love indigestion. True sacrifice an offering, for you to relinquish the evil of satan forces. I will perform this, apocalypse of mass destruction. My inspiration of your last kiss intoxication of unhappiness I slip into bliss, from the lack of your interest and broken promises. As I say goodbye thee angels cry I cease to exist, one last breath I perish.
I Love the elderly so full of history I love my generation who kept me a mystery I love the children who's future, now bright for I have died for them to capture the light for i understand pain more than ever once I released it the anger got better as it went away from the people and into my music without a single reason to prove it without a reason to let Love's light in I didn't, it found me and lesser I sin God and my father both let me know it would all be okay so very long ago even tho the road would be full of pricks even back then I'd tell them you can all suck my dick. -Bj Fard
I can't hear the words as they come from my mouth I can't hear the screams as they work their way out As I write all is seen is a blur and blank moment and Once recovered sensed the words were written,not Even a look to see what was written only to know it Was there.Sleepless night,taunt filled faces horde my Dreams.Have this made me fall so low no longer am I Am I able to stand on my own to feet.How many times Will you make me cry before claiming only to being a Witness in a crime,your crime. Putting on that face Working the crowds with amazing easily,how I hate you Yes all the thing I think about revolve around you. How many times have I witness myself wound my self With your blade? As though under a spell doing as order Without a cry to the world what made me so diligent ? But no longer can you be a witness,No longer can I be A witness to these crimes that been committed.Be us both Sinners be us both lovers be that we both be cursed We shall witness our sins become whole and the love in Which we share spread further and further like the flames Of hades. May there be peace for sinners in the next world. We are both witnesses and at the same time We are both sinners one day to become consumed by our Own darkness how far will we fall until that moment comes? May we be good may we be bad may we fall may we live may May we die or carry on we are the Witnesses We are the Sinners To this world and the next.
Dam girl when Im locked up you set me free/ When Im not myself you set me free/ Im behind the lock and you got the key/ Im blind with hate but you helpmy love see/ WhenIm lot and alone you take the lead/ Without you I could have never planted my seed/ I hate to say it but you make me better/ You know I love you even without this letter/ When Im cold with sadness you my comfort warm sweater/ I know I can be a bad boyfriend but Im going to be a better father/ I might have wanted a son, but it really didnt matter because now you having my daughter/ Im guess Im too stubborn girl with me why you even bother/ my heart gets heart gets colder but for you it only gets hotter........
THE TEMPLE PROSTITUTE The God came to me in the guise of a stranger His gold body scent was of great sublimity His arms were marble pillars, and his embrace Melted the whole world on my belly. He tuned me to the refinement of my own nature - Pitched me so exquisitely I fell from heaven - Totally vanquished, till I remembered All there was of paradise, and the number seven. He has the unfolding of centuries since To worship me as a goddess divine, But they couldn't build churches fast enough To deny our union in the votive shrine. The salt of humble pilgrims for my wantonness I, who had everything but blessedness. (c) Rosemarie Rowley From IN MEMORY OF HER (2008)
*********** Restoration is hope That their is a chance For you and me ------ In the beginning their Was this child called Jesus The New Christ Born out of Heavens' To effect New Life Up and in-to Eternity ------ Fore this is where The Lord gained His severity Tis where Adam Ate the Apple From the Tree And this was a curse One sewn in and out Of Parody.... ------ He was born of this Earth The child of a Mother The Son of the living "God" Sent by the be loving God Only to live till the Second Birth And to settle the curse... ------ The degradation of all man Perpetration upon the people Upon this Earth -------- Fore it was Death That could not even Set us apart... And that it was Sin That which permeated The Soul and the Heat ------ He traversed the World' Forsaking all Evil To bring about change To restore the faith and truth For the true believer ------ To restore His Holy Name And to bring about a New Heaven So Haled be Thy Name GF
An Ode To LIFE As I lay my head down and start to fall asleep I see myself being carried off to a place and time the place of our Lords birth in Bethlehem of Judea As in the Bible tells the story of His life and how he lived and died in that human seance and rose on the day He told of I do not remember being here but I remember the story I was taught so many years ago As I walk through the streets of Bethlehem I see each scene and hear every word as I am learning the story they telling is true The writer writes of a jealous King and his way of dealing with his people and of Mary and Joseph who came to Bethlehem to have a child The story tells of the three wise men who saw a star in the north and heard of a child who was born to be the King of the Jews and come to see and bring Him gifts An angel from the Heavens above came to Mary and Joseph in a dream and told them they had to leave Bethlehem or King Herod would have their son killed So they left Bethlehem and went to Egypt and there they lived until King Herod no longer ruled As I follow along in my dream I see each scene and hear every word as I am puzzled by the fact I understand each I don't understand why I'm going through this time but I know I must continue on this journey As I am pulling through a time where I reach the place of Jesus' in Nazareth of Galilee As I watched Him grow and work in His father's shop I could see the thing in Him that were with me As I walk along the streets and look around I hear the people talk of a child that speaks of wondrous love that's all forgiving and of a Father in Heaven that's loving and true. By Rev. Samuel Mack, OMS Copyright 2013 Inspired by God http:paladinnews1.blogspot.com
Peace surrounds me on this day in May as I let destiny have it's own way I smile down on whom I am made grandly by all my yesterdays I will live again and all my hopes and dreams shall not shatter I am destiny's lost prodigal child, May has been a source of pain for me Seeming to harm me with it's innocent days hidden in coy smiles, yes it lied many times but not today, the day after yesterday beginning all my tomorrows We can not always live in the growing fields of flowers picking them and hanging them up to dry somehow in making something beautiful we forgot them and they did not dry, yet died We can not always hold onto our flowers some do not fare well to the process of living dry so today is not tomorrow nor yesterday but it will always be lost amongst some field of flowers No garden to train, yet sheer joy in what is natural for miles as far as the eye can see it is spring and I pat my body down, I lived through the night yes, I am alive, and did not die, as they live their destiny Yet, my flowers have no scent, and not many want them , but what glory can be found in the ordinary flower? the garden of no surprise with many needs to thrive, none, for there is nothing grander than a flower growing in fields wild Next year, it will spread it's seeds in the wind and prosper so much grander it will be each year there after, yes, growing wilder and my prayer is no one will cut them down or poison them ever-after yet someone will love the flowers growing wild tomorrow and the day after May they become a heart's desire, and glory will forever remain in those alive, and wild but never dried, or tamed, for how can we say nice things about something, we set aside to wither and die, in shame and pain, that should always be allowed to grow wilder, to wither and die not tomorrow or the day after will edit when I get back home. SORRY GUYS!
A self-written poem begun in Christmas Time, While it tasting the soup and looking for rhyme. In the kitchen, neighbor with the quiet tomato paste, The sorcerer's apprentice, a poet pretty well placed Near Soups (ciorbe) with characteristic sour taste With luminous face and much grace added the rest: As he was sipping and tasting from raw and cooked. His group had a passionate look at what was booked For the dinner: These might be meat and vegetable soups. They had to choose till the coming of the helping troops For the pig`s sacrifice rite, old mixture of joy and grief Under the hot and long debrief of the pleasant smell-thief Tripe soup (ciorba de burta) hard prepared from beef, And calf foot soup (ciorba de vitel), with green-gold leaf Pickled soup (supa de moare) with pork and big rice; But use the dice to decide between spice and allspice. From the slaughtered pig the village` families prepare: Carnati - sausages kept in special aromatic smoke Of wet fir and oak burned at small fire as enjoyed by folk; Caltabos - sausages made with liver sprinkled with beers; Toba and piftie - dishes using pig's feet, head and ears Suspended in aspic like a frozen symphony in red After cups of plum brandy and before going the bed Tochitura - pan-fried pork to bid it a farewell, twice Served with mamaliga - palesta , and red wine with ice, Or boiled wine with pepper and cinnamon against frost; So that the pork can swim and the verse were glossed; Piftie - inferior parts of the bashful pig, mainly the tail, Feet and ears, kind of meal like taken from a fairytale In which all are cooked and served in a form of gelatin In this naturalist field, all the poets smile like Mr.Bean; Jumari - small pieces of pig meat are fried and tumbled Through various spices if after all, you are a little troubled And may falter some poetical from the famous songs Like "So, good people drink…" couples of diphthongs Since Saturday to Thursday and make colorful the gray. This poem was written in the Night of Tuesday to Friday. ( And later we`d find that the housewife had covered with it the pickles cucumbers jar.)
I take it him down to Louisiana those long forgotten day I couldn't live without the days of heat and passion hidden in the sun barely enough time to do what we wanted Oh those days that summer in moonlight when love was my only gift that came from inside near that old Red River our own valley the tug boats horn blowing in their travels but we never stopped laughing long enough to hold on and make it matter Oh I dream of sweet love home together as my memories make thoughts swim in love's river two tiny toddlers in that old house asleep as we made our dreams hope creating another in nine months we held our creation of bliss This is about my third child Sawyer. Moving into my childhood home, he got a gleam in his eye and we took a break from moving right there. I was so young. A tug boat came by blowing watching and no matter how much I begged he kept saying I don't hear a thing. I was so embarrassed. We were miles from civilization but my luck a tug boat came up the river. lol TMI just a fond memory now. Alabama was always on the radio, he would set it to take me down, or she and I. Over share I know. Not my best for sure but a memory just the same.
I tried to write about love but I haven't felt it. I tried to write about the sea but I've never seen it. Then I tried to write about the air, but I have never breathed it. I tried to write about magic but I never believed it. I couldn't write about god, all I have ever done is sinned. And when I tried to write about life I found, I have never really lived.
Sitting alone here, all by myself, looking at a reflection that I do not recall. I see a face looking back at me, a twin, but not my twin, no I see a pale face, I see jealously, pain, sorrow, and a frown I see all the negative. I see fear, I see nothing. I am sitting alone, in my room white walls surround me. I hear the trains blow their horns off in the distance, and the cars and trucks roaring down the lonesome highways. I can even the crying and wailing of sirens blazing down the avenues, "Where is the fire, folks!?" The wind blows through my window, moving the blinds back and forth, and I sit there alone, smiling and singing a little. Sitting there alone, peaceful and tired wanting to rest my head, but scared too face the nightmares. Too hear the voices of the dead call out my name. And I sit there alone thinking of what once was, beauty and harmony nomore in my trial of certainty.
What is our purpose? Why are we here? Why are we here left in fear shedding all these tears starring at this demond in this mirrior blinded by everything I see so clear where am i going after this life? and is it near? unanswered questions people always always saying swagga shut up stupid clowns I see all you frowning behind that fake smile I can help all im spreading the word around my town to make you turn that frown upside down they have you in the palm of there hands cant you see it? If it wasnt for them we wouldnt be asking all these bulls*** questions and not to mention who are you to be asking me who im reppin you should get hit in the mouth but before all that idiotic violence let me talk to you..... they got you all so corrupt but yall dont know so you dont give a f*** they have you like a trout with a kook caught in its mouth some slip and get away there the lucky ones who can actually say I have truly been saved I have to be brave and put up a fight till the end of my days they say im headed in the wrong direction but thats the governement there just like a nasy infection theyll always be here picking at your brain saying all the answers are in this certain section always saying dont use Jesus's name in vain but every king has his rain all loss through out years to come its people like me that will put your name to shame am i satanic NO these are just my devilsh thoughts theres turning back im self sustained put in this hell knowing very well that i shall rise above all these brainless people that are stuck in this hell get out of that brainwashed shell to escape this long life lasting jail not knowing you are rotting in this cell I really do care about my people the government they dont there the true definition of evil they work for lucifer so they do what they have to, to get thier share piece the puzzle and you will find it Jesus Christ is luccifer he has all you misguided he himself and his dominions where all behind it.
those who bore 'the mark' screamed from painful ugly sores First of the Last Plagues the sea turned to blood and everything in it died Second of Last Plagues the rivers and springs became blood--no more water Third of the Last Plagues the sun had power burning people with fire Fourth of the Last Plagues kingdom of 'the beast' was plunged into vast darkness Fifth of the Last Plagues STILL--people cursed God and they refused to--REPENT global armies formed the great Euphrates' water dried up--transit road Sixth of the Last Plagues world economic devastation, suicides lootings and killings stench of dead bodies cities on fire--engulfed chaos, fear, riots the sun became darkened the moon gave no light--all dark stars fell from the sky huge exploding holes in the darkness as they fell hundreds all at once army of 'the beast' horizon to horizon Plain of Megiddo clouds blanket the sky painful peals of thunder roll gold weaves through the clouds hundred pound hailstones fell on unrepentant man cars, homes, land destroyed most severe earthquake islands diappeared--Earth FLAT splits Jerusalem then voice from Heaven "It is done"--is heard by all Last of the Last Plagues wait at Magiddo the Son of Man--Returns on white horse, in clouds blood runs two hundred feet wide/long and five feet deep bodies explode at the sound of The Word spoken from the King of Kings one-sided battle anti-christ and false prophet thrown in lake of fire beast chained--thrown in pit... thousand years in pit (Jesus rules Kingdom on Earth) then, loosed for a time there is still HOPE Know Jesus loves you and died for your sins--REPENT... 6/13/2012 © Gail's "End of the World Armageddon" contest wait at Megiddo
Read the Bible and the words that are said. Times of trouble and tribulation are ahead! All one has to do is read the book of revelation. To read about this world and this nation! Days of wickedness and evil that abounds.. Shall very soon. Come "crashing to the ground!" For our sin, there's a price that has been paid! Many have become sin's servant and slave! Many will not escape God's judgment and wrath! They've chosen the wrong direction and path! Right now... There's a path and a way to "escape!" Please do it right now! Before it's too late! The right path to take, is through Christ alone! He must be the lord of your heart and home! Jesus alone, can bring hope to your soul! He'll never leave you! Is what he wants you to know! Times of trouble and uncertainty are well on their way! Christ can help you to overcome! He can do it TODAY! By Jim Pemberton
Stimulating ideas pop into your head You need a pen…you need a piece of lined paper It looks like you're outtah luck…no wonder you're drowning in dread You need a shoulder to lie your head down for a moment's rest… You need a helper…to aid you while you struggle emotionally… I'm not trying to irritate you purposely Try with all your might…try your best To stay optimistic and fervent I believe that you'll pass the test Be upbeat, kindhearted and jubilant I appreciate the words you wrote on my notebook… Sometimes, I feel like leftovers left on the counter… I'm a rotten mess – you're leaving me as if I'm an uninteresting book Sometimes, I feel like a coward – I don't mean to bother… But, you're like no other . . . You're like a mat – you're constantly stepped on… I'm like YOUR unwanted tool – I stepped on you and Pushed your buttons I accused you of being the fool When, in fact, I'm the fool by your side… You're drifting…pushing me aside… I'm writing words of truth though – Expressing how much I'm fond of you I esteem your presence Glowing with glee At times, you do say things without thinking I'm the god of distress – You're leaving me breathless Cutting me down like I'm some decaying tree You don't see how much you make me… Guilty for your crimes Taking the blame about the hundredth time At times, I feel that I'm awkward when I'm around you You're like a backpack – you carry everyone's weight… You're like a sponge – soaking in our stress I'm a distraction to you – you're wasting valuable time…but don't hesitate I'm writing words of self-centered feelings – logic doesn't exist… But these feelings aren't as bad as committing a crime These feelings come and go – I just had to confess I didn't mean to screw up your progress… Hey, if you need a few sheets of paper to right on, Use me like a notebook instead…and write with all your might It seems as if you read me…like a book that drags on and on Use me as your tool of relaxation… and read me all night When you wrote those words on my notebook… It made my day…you're such a delight Like reading a fascinating, classic book
You'll only collapse and fall and tear your knees open, Shut your mouth, you cant even imagine what hell I've broken. Blood leaking from my head everyday only makes me lose my mind, You wouldn't even survive a minuet in my shoes if you were on my grind. You say you know everything about me and how to live your own life, but face it tho, every night your left alone sitting with a knife. I defeated that part in life where i have to do something for someone, walking around with my "Ex Wife" as if it were my gun. So please stop talking like you know what you got your self into, cause if i were you i would open my eyes and pray that I'm not true. So here it is, if you want to walk a bit in these shoes of mine, go ahead, But I can promise you only one thing, in the end you'll end up Dead.
In the beginning I started off as just another nobody from another nowhere trying make it to somewhere as a somebody as everyone else. In the beginning I was BORN TO LIVE TO DIE, but in the process I was BRED TO LEARN TO SURVIVE. I became a CONVICT OF CHRIST through PAINFUL PLEASURES of my many struggles and strife's. I was a SINFUL SAINT but more of a sinner, mainly a loser and never a winner. I was once considered one of the best, now days I'm just trying to be lower than the rest, unseen in plain sight , NOTHING MORE NOTHING LESS. I became lost in time through my many self-taught TRUE LIES of yet another LOST FIND growing up where few DREAMS LIVE , but many more DREAMS DIE. I soon got LOCKED UP but it was very educational because I LIVED IT and LEARNED FROM IT. I was given a choice to LIVE FREE OR DIE INCARCERATED, so I made that choice to be more loved than hated, so I became UNDER LOVE and OVER HATE, I learned to stop wanting and actually appreciate. Its been hard to change so I became a POET OF PAIN. That's when I learned the truth about those who think their dying for something but they might as well be living for nothing, because I learned that real truth comes from LIVING FOR SOMETHING because I ain't DYING FOR NOTHING. So now I am forever a W.O.L.F. once a warrior of lost freedom now trying to stay a warrior of lasting freedom you know what I mean.
Drunk in the lost city, lost in the vase beauty of the angels drunk, smoking on park benches. Freaks, trannys, whores and pimps, looking at me; a one of a kind. No one has ever seen me on the streets of L.A., beacause I am a one of a kind, a gentleman, a drunken buffoon. I hurl myself at the bars, and the whores look at me and smile, and I wave them over, and they come. 40 bucks for a night a good fun, a night of exotic pleasure, in the heart of the sleeping angels. Drunk walking, two in the morning, police stop me, sleeping on a park bench. Warm always warm, never cold, the city that is lost. A city known as the city of angels, yet how many devils I have counted. How much evil I have seen, how much temptation rules in the gutters. Walking drunk on madness, in this dirty city, as I look for a bar before last call. I find one, I go in, order a beer. I drink with pleasure I start to write, I light a cigarette and smoke. A grey cloud forms around me, "Last call for alcohol," the barkeep shouts. I raise my hand, he comes over. "What will yah have?" he asks, "Another beer and my check." On the house, free drinks, on the house. After a night in the city of angels, I find myself a cosy park bench, and fall asleep, dreaming of the angels I had never seen.
My parents taught me the Christian ways. I was taught to obey what the Bible says. I was proud of my parents! I really was! And loved them so much… Just because! They meant everything to me! I was proud! Until one day... There appeared "a dark cloud." It was like a "darkness" hovered above. Leaving their marriage empty of needed love! Though they were together many years. There were many cracks that soon appeared. I say a once happy home soon destroyed. Being with one another…. They no longer enjoyed! How could this happen! I had wondered… To see a happy marriage "totally plundered As sin crept in... And allowed to prevail. Very soon this marriage simply failed. May this be a warning for me and you… That our commitment remains faithful and true! If your marriage is heading toward separation… Please seek God for a healing and restoration! If your planning to have a divorce.. Jesus' love can put it on the right course! He can replace the brokenness and hurt within.. And can put your lives back together AGAIN! By Jim Pemberton
I am not like your earthly father, why do you treat Me like him? I am an all consuming love I am not double-minded; I can't lie or hurt you with sin, I created you to be more than what you currently are, For the father fracture has caused so many of My children to be scared, All men are broken, All men were broken, By their fathers who passed it down to you, My sons and daughters there is nothing to impossible for me too do, I am much bigger than anything you face and fear, I am the Father who has seen every tear, I am the Father who knows your deepest pain, I am the Father who will always remain, Though many fathers meant well they still could never be, All that I am able to be unto thee, You're not your father, you're not going to be the same, You were never meant to live with the anxieties of a childhood filled with pain, So let Me love you, let me in, I am not counting all your sins, Let Me show you what you have never seen, For perfect love heals and restores all lost dreams, I am not your father, please blame me no more, If you could only see what I have planned for your future; the greatness I have in store, You would understand, you would forget the past, You would forgive your fathers, who didn't know better and couldn't fulfill their tasks, A generation has been created, That has been jaded and recklessly complicated, I understand, but take my hand; I am not like a carnal man, I will show you unconditional love that will never fail, When things get tough I am the Father who will never bail, I am not like your father, I have been falsely accused, I am the father who will never leave your side, disappoint you, or abuse I have watched you all your life suffer in silence, while hiding behind everything and anything to numb yourself well, I was there every time you slipped up and every time you fell, But listen my beloved, I call out to you each day, Just stay quiet for a moment and you will hear what I want to say… I am here; you are ever before me, for I carved your name in my hand, I know how to reach you, for I loved you before you ever reached this land, A broken child becomes a broken man, Until he knows his heavenly Father is his biggest fan. Give Me a chance to show you and you will finally understand That it is My love that will guide you, just take hold of my hand. By: Sabina Nicole
A Better Life I don't know why she hides, I don't know why she shivers, I don't know why she cries, I don't know why she quivers, Daddy's girl is all alone, And I don't know how to help her, Daddy's world is all but blown, And I don't know what to tell her, What happened to her confidence, And her self assured way, Which used to be so prominent, In all she did or would say, Who stole my little girl's heart, And drove her to such confusion, She now slowly does her part, As if all she has is illusion, She knows I would kill any other man, For doing such harm to my little girl, But this is much more than I can stand, As it has forever blown apart my world, They took 'steps' to the next level, And now they each look to me in despair, I warned them each to be careful, But the forbidden fruit they shared, Now I look at one without trust, Yet I still love my son so very much, I still hold her distant as I must, But she needs Daddy's healing touch, Why do I have to be the bad guy, When my children need my help, I pushed one out and I still cry, While I can't help her help herself, There is no way to win here, And my tears won't stop falling, I have lost them both I fear, And my fears won't stop calling, I don't know what to do anymore, Or how I can help either of them, Both children my heart cries out for, But the truth is neither can win, And for this my darling kids, I am so sorry I can't decide, Which to disown or which to kiss, When I am actually on both your sides, So I pray that both her and him, Of whom I am so very proud, Do not give up and become victims, Who wear this pain like a shroud, I pray both of you hear my advice, Get over this hardship and understand, This lesson with its terrible price, Is one where you do as best you can, To forgive and move on from here, Without Dad having to choose a side, And to let go of all that you fear, If you want to grow to have a better life.
Two tonnes press on my heart, To me a great load, A weight that set the world apart The weight fell and caused a spark and it glowed! So now I am Different Completely Unique, Free from Imprisonment Completely set free. And with this heart set afire And the weight obliterated Nothing to hard,or to dire Because now my worries are exterminated! But soon one day came a traveling breeze And put out my brightened flame. But I blew on it and Said "Please- The more you try the more my heart stays the same!"
Like an animal im locked away in this cage, Standing in the middle of this stage, With chains all over my soul trying to break free, The feeling is to painful like a feeling from a thorned tree. I scream out at the top of my lungs, Set me free, of the chains that are holding me with evil tongues. Living with my soul being captured, feels like im dead, Pulling and taring these chains from my soul only hurts my head. I finally fall to my knees and cry out, I reach my hand out to God, apologizing for getting caught. He forgives me like he always does and breaks these chains that im held by, Now I can walk with a smile on my face and not wanting to die.
Speckled Mist Beautiful colors, magnificent swirls Large enough to consume our world Then as if connected to an invisible cord All become stiff as an old iron board More beauty than could ever be caught Its multitude could never be bought The force of it all becomes unstoppable Within one breath it forms into a single giant molecule Watching all things stiff Starts forming a speckled mist Within a dark green hiss It's a piranhas kiss Thats what that is And out of the violet mane There hearts open souls untamed From speckles to freckles to lines we would miss Within a males pyist It's love not in a grist It just keep forming out a name Once again eyes wide open love without game
the life that you have now is the one you will cry over when you are removed from it it happens that many lives are taken away from the now and when we lived the can't grow fast enough is bicycle hard to catch up to crispy in leaves, and, bare under the bark
I'll shine brighter than ever when I find my way past my woes the farther I wander the more I shall know that I'm a friend with consequences and only one could let that go He somehow convinced me that I needed correction now I know where I'm going for I followed his directions no more full of blaming I point it right at my nose and realize all my problems are by no one else controlled Will I ever shine with a destiny, kind I still have little meaning but he is there with me, sometimes when our doors have been locked up for so many years it feels good to have someone come in my circle, share my fear Everyone so full of hatred afraid of letting us by even when we're most broken still a spark in our eye you think that would tell them that we just want to live life to the fullest potential that our dreams aren't denied We talk of good and evil agreed on right and wrong tell tales of when we struggled and what we did to be strong as the world the he's seen is darker than mine I am less respected as a person but I accept that, it's fine for he talks to me like I'm worthy and proud to be my friend that's why I could never replace all the treasured words of wisdom he gave me like a story of survival, rise and fall though I am a friend with great consequences I could never begin to replace him, at all my personal Jesus, I see the great Messiah in him I hope one day to inherit his good heart to pass it on to some kid one day, struggling.
Perhaps you feel like your life is "spiraling down" It's as if everything's come "crashing to the ground" Is your lie filled with A lot of apprehension? Just living day by bay with a lot of tension? Maybe you're at a "low point" and very "distraught." In life's circumstances… you feel trapped and caught. If you feel confused… Like you're in a "trance…" God's word says to TRUST HIM, in every circumstance! God's here to pick you up,\ when you stumble! He's always do it, And never grumble! If life's dealt you a bad hand, don't try name it! Jesus loves you so much! It's hard to explain it! All of heaven invites you to Invite Jesus as your lord! An eternal life with him, can be your great reward! By Jim Pemberton
Brother, why the haste why are you so quick to bail how life has made you frail why art thou so lean in faith Desires of sodom, you chase till you wear and rot to waste. The truths of life you dare not face you cower behind the shell of race and bequeath to it,the fortune of your days Oh Sister, why the haste this phase you crave is soiled with fray this course you chart is fraught with chains Are you numb to the flames; that chars the face with pains that lays in wait, in ways unseen to sight and gaze You fill your pate with tales of hate and lose your fate in pits of vale The weight of your plate is filled with kills of kin why the haste, brother why the waste, sister?
He woke unto the morning sun His halo cracked from sleeping wrong For today's the day elections take place Today's the day for the saving grace He promised all that vote for him To do what the current cant for them The promise was to regain the throne And destroy the devil so they could roam Democracy still rules the gates Every 1000 years a new challenger debates As the ruler of the current prepares To combat the challenger for the coming years "I promise all that vote for me To banish the bad unlike the hero you see" These were his words to gain the votes As all the angels gathered to hear the quotes The current ruler stated this "We need evil to balance" as there was a hiss All the Angels heard this bliss As the current ruler let his tongue slip The challenger out of fury replied "I think we have an imposter I tell you he lies" Heavens population did not believe As they thought it was a trick by the new one to deceive The current one stated unto the crowd "My fellow angels here me out loud The one you see before my eyes Is truly a devil in disguise" The challenger now taken back Turns to crowd and hastely attacks "If that is the case why does he not see Those horns around his head higher than me" The crowd notices and begins to smeer As the current removes his robe and gear Revealing his true form unto his peers Revealing scars of battles through the years "What do you think of me now?" I got these scars from fighting the you I did my sentence now reformed to true I used to be a devil but now I am like you The crowd stood back and cheered him on As forgiveness does reign in the kingdom For he was right there needs to be bad For without it there would be no reason to be glad The challenger of good in shock and disgust Relieved himself from heaven to dust For now he is challenging the world down below Who knows the new Satan could have wings and a halo
A risky side A twisted mind He's a man with sorrow He's a man on his own I know your secrets I see you losing control I want you back Oh I want you back home *Chorus*: To kill your sore To purify your soul But not a glimmer of hope And not a glimmer of joy You walk with a frozen heart Making it hard for me To leave you alone Your nonsensical twist Makes me shiver inside The more mysterious he gets The more attractive it gets Chorus: But not a glimmer of hope Not a glimmer of joy (2x) Your fatal deadly thoughts Make me scream for more I can never show, how much my love For you was strong But you're the one I blame I'm craving on saving you So I can slay you on my own I try to forget, But I find myself with regrets You looked at me and said it straight With no circles to spin Baby turning the page, Will lead us nowhere... But not a glimmer of hope Nor a glimmer of joy I know your secrets I see losing control You're the one I blame You're the one I crave. **please feel free to correct and comment! :) ** MS-
Please make me understand Why we do the things we do If you are cheerful, you feel good If you are sad you hurt all over (Proverb 17: 22) How can we help you? If we didn't know how you feel You suppress; you kept it all bottle inside Somewhere you hide, and you cried, Why didn't you come inside from that dark lonely place? Asking others for help isn't a disgrace. Life is like a bend tree, it only stand tall when The winds calms down, however, it toss and turn When the Wind becomes strong Why did you come in from that dark lonely place? Like a proud, tall tree, he snaps Asking for help wasn't a booby trap Bearing it alone was a choice to grow weak. Once again he was a toddler and a bit meek He said. "Mommy I am a big boy now" "I can do it all by myself. So he murdered Innocent little kids…
Though the midnight summer rains as we sit together under the geraniums, hanging low and at full bloom, we hold hands and talk of old times; times that were kind to us and our youth. As summer storms light up the night skies We kiss the storm away, as it rolls through the grey skies and the lighting cracks the clouds in half, riping a hole in the universe, as we kiss the night away. We sit throughtout nightlong summer dreams and talk, and we hear the storms roll into the golden hills of summer meadows filled with roses and a field full of daisies. Love rests in time to see us grow old together, and love strengthens its walls and pulls us closer together. We shall go now, as day turns to night, into our chamber of love and sleep the night away, together. Hold us close to each other, as I rest my head on you sweet bossom, and you nurture me to life of talks of love and beauty. Nature whispers and sings us songs, as we kiss and go for walks through the countryside looking at the golden hills soaked in the rolling storms that summer offers every year, upon a silver platter. Sooth me, my love as I tell you of the sorrow I have witnessed. Embrace me with your curiousity and tell me of the beauty in the secrets of life and its hidden messangers that hold secret letters from Devils that send temptations to destroy something that we share, that is so beautiful and true. Tell me that life will be okay, and my love is still true and with you. Tell me my sweet and beautiful love, tell me if everything will be alright. Love has seen us come and go, through the narrowed and sprinkled streets, as we move through life fused at hands and eyes blind, not noticing the possiblities of death at any moment stalking us with knives jabbing at our backsides. We are blind, for we see each other and only each other. As we live life eyes a blazed looking at the sun, we do not notice the obvious between us. Caring from me, at my time of need I never noticed the betrayal of our love. My heart sees, but I deny the obvious and see what I hear. As I see the knife drive deep in my heart, you with a suitcase in hand, I stand on my front steps and I watch the summer storms come back over the golden hills to say, "hello" Love is the same everytime, like a summer storm; beautiful to watch, but when it leaves, it is depressing to say, "goodbye" Now I sit, as the geraniums dry up and die and the wrinkles at my eyes make me blind, I see love walk past my house and mock me with lone kisses.
The pain of change as it unfolds Is oft a tale that stays untold What is seen is a whole creature not deep holes in the feature nor concrete soles that makes his feet hurt It all begins with a soft kiss He is walking with a false bliss Only following in paw prints But the nature of mom's lips Is to rob him of all innocence Trapped in warm spindles of fear A wrapped life form kindles in here Four years bound to shingles of moss Time to leave this life of sloths Break free like that of a moth and Rise again like Christ on the cross
Yeah I'm back on that same road once more, Struggling like litterally I see our very children eating off the dirt floor' Who can really give a **** about dollars because where Im from over ninety percent living dirt poor, Even down here the struggle remains the same, Alcohol remains top dog around here it wont change, We want something different yet we keep seeking just a little more money, just a little fame, We aint happy with what we got now so we let the bull *****get to the brain....... Its sad how our people let even ourselves be lowered to ask for pocket change, We dying fast, no not our people but our culture cant you see the blood stains? Cant you see the youth playing games, six feet deep is where many of our very own youth sleep, forever trapped in their death beds still laying, I just hope I am remebered strong when Im gone confused why sometimes I wont stop praying...........but its alright though because Im back on that road again lost without family or friends......I dont know where to stop but I know where it begins........there's a meaning to everything in the start on this road so lets make this a memorable End......
Unbearable thoughts barreling through my head Decaying in this silent chamber... Where I desperately cry for help Words come out useless...I have no capability to yelp They haven't collapsed in the hands of the unforgiving jail-keeper This pain grows in my bones...making me weaker No one bothers to consider me Circulated by envious glory That snicker at my carrion body as it drops in dripping failures Dragged by the sickening thought of living with jailers As if i had no outlook to life... I'm still placed in this cold-heartened chamber Because I'm drenched in silence... haunted by the deafening atmosphere sensing a load of terrorized fear Shame embraced me, never leaving my presence Cautious of the hovering thoughts, transforming itself into my dreadful, panicky past This hopelessness doesn't seem to matter In this chamber of deceitfulness Someday...hopefully Someday... This silent chamber will shatter For now, I'll abide in this loathsome, silent chamber Until God, My Savior, will shatter this wretched place Into smithereens
******** We are all Welcome To His Kingdom When the Kingdom Shall Come' - Fore - It is what we truly seek From the Heaven's Above ------ High and Low We brave Tribulation As steady as we be As the Cold Wind blow As steady as we go ------- Beseeching our Destiny ------ Doing our Pennants' Destined to be free... ----- And the Cold Wind Doth' blow you know AS Faith in the Lord' Doth' grow Far removing us from Freedoms' pain As we pay our Solitary Tributes' To the Lord Just the same.. As we thank Him for every-thing ------ Blessed be Thy Lord Blessed be Thy Name Amen GF
The way, in which I lived, so shall I die? The sea salt washes up against rocks and bleach the stones white Like a genuine pearly stone. That when I knew Someone was mourning a death. The party was going strong The doorbell rang. In that moment Everything changes. Speak low, lean low Turn down the tempo A sudden death; another wealthy mortal man Took his last breathe. Did he pass the test? Bending over and sniffing the coke By the mountain load; Cocaine scattered all over the desk. Money burnt How you lived, so shall you die? Why cry. That was your life. He became the cocaine and His mind became retarded The salty breeze massages my scalp As they soul jump into to the sea longing to be cleanses Speaking low, leaning low their noses Are on fire: another lost soul Bolivian marching powder Drip, drip drops of blood Vanish out to sea. a different kind of philosophy The Devil philosophy
********* Doe's things' seem strange Not what they used to be Well... This is for the first time The first time in History ------ Doe's things' seem slow While a bestselling economy Just doe's not grow' Everything is a shroud In mystery... And everyone must know... ------ It is time It is time one may say For a One World Government To save the day' -------- But, their is one thing That I would like to say And that is that Except... By the Blood of Jesus Things' wouldn't be this way -------- What We really don't need Is a new government What we do need Is a New Covenant' A Covenant' With ' GOD ' -------- Did anyone think Of the way That it should be To dwell in the House of the Lord For all Eternity... To be with the Prince of King' To be with the Almighty With-in the Kingdom of ' GOD ' Where He has already prepared A place for you and me...
I see perfidy to the fidelity which is replete of your treachery Too bad we ain't cool, because for you was a melody About the despicable ingredients that thrive back then To create aspersions for my heart to grow fat in You having a back of mine was thought to be perpetual From grabbing the horns, I saw it was all bull So when I manifest this light, you shouldn't be in my sight I'm watching my own back when you enter a fight No more under the timber, will my name be in December Forgive and forget the final Thursday of November Perfidy to the fidelity, I'll always remember
10/13/12 ----------------------------------------- The words of God are a great comfort The day—the Last Great Day—depicts judgement That will come upon everyone equally God hasn't even begun to work With the mass majority of the world But His glorious salvation is revealed to all But for all to hear, The spiritual component of God Will be added to their thoughts —their ears will open They will have the opportunity to repent There will be judgment For those who really long to change, Doors will be open For those who choose their own way, He will throw into the Lake of Fire with Satan —a most merciful action For any way except God's is the path leading to evil And in due course to anger, Sadness and death Those who choose to be gone Will be gone Many will weep and mourn… Until the day of Judgment, Prepare Once you receive the knowledge of the truth Practice it For you will be held accountable For your sins God will not overrule our human will He wants us to choose And continue to choose Not all names will be seen in the Book of Life I will be among the weeping *inspired by John Anderson* -a special thanks to Charles Henderson for helping me edit this piece. It looks so much better now! Thank you!-
You may not know, as emptiness surrounds you everywhere you go If you could see behind a different eye, would it be a friend or a foe? Pain is smooth at the surface Triggering the roots from down below Ceases to hide behind your pride Following you, as you continue to grow Glancing upon a broken surface You hide from your own reflection You hide from all you know Emptiness cannot be seen or heard So you yourself, may never know
As I look at the whites of your eyes I feel horror, fear rumbling inside me. I grind my teeth together when I see you walking. I fear you, I fear when you talk, shout, when you raise your hand. I'v always feared you, but no more. The fear I had of you I turned it into courage. Now I no longer fear you. I laugh when you raise your hand, when you shout. Cuz the only thing I see you as... Is a dead man walking. And now your in the ground where you belong. ( If you may PLEASE comment of Mail me. Sorry i havn't been on in a long time... ALOT has happened this year to me)
Years go by, like a hot, dry summer breeze. Trees are scorched, no water to be found. Waves of heat, crashing against the earth, baking me to a crisp. I walk alone, in a world now all desert; deserted forever. I've roamed for years, decaying in life, yet never diminishing in it. Many cities have fallen, outstretched fingers crushed to dust, in a fist that is the world's end. Not one greets me, for no one but me is around. I'm the last, I believe. I am cursed with life with no cure, no escape. I see no reason for this immortality, no reasin for this life, as relentless as it is. Above, in a mock sea so blue, so clear; the blazing sun. It beats down as if determined to kill me. But it cannot. I can't die, though I'd appreciate it. Throat parched, joints sore, always in pain. I'm decaying in life, but not diminishing in it. I am cursed, cursed with life.
you say you love me you say you care but when it comes down to it youre not therre youre just in the corner yelling real loud saying youre not worth *****without me u have any doubt i fill my mind with silence i calm the storms i close my ears but youre there screaming more making my mind split into 2 youre not the man i wanted i wanted someone that could do what youll never do look after youre daughter and me thought that made us 3 but its not u and me youve decieced after the woumb youve been in we r devided
"What If... You Lost Everything?" What if your "luck has all run out?" "No one listens" no matter how loud you shout. What if your life has come to "a dead end road." You've lost everything... Even your car's been towed. What if all you have "suddenly disappeared." As the storms of life have "appeared." What if you got on your knees in prayer. Knowing there's a God who really does care. What if you gave Jesus complete control. Giving him your life, heart and eternal soul. What if Jesus gently wiped away your tears. And his peace calmed all anxiety and fears. What if you realized at this moment in time. Jesus is worth more than a large gold mine. What if he restored that you've lost & all that's been tekan. With him on board... You're never forsaken! An abundant life is that he promised to give. And he will enrich your life each day that you live! By JIm Pemberton
Death, it is a sad way to go, to leave this earth, dressed in your Sunday best While faces surround you with tears breaking the barriers of their emotions tearing their hearts apart, looking down upon my stone face, upon the face, lays a simplistic smile that shows no emotion, no teeth, no life. Death, it is a sad way to go. People hurry, say their goodbyes, but when your alive, they never come around, they never call, they never even think of you and how you are feeling. While you walk the streets, with a smile on your face, nothing but knives stick sharpe in my back and gossip burns a hole in my soul and heart; but I keep on walking and smiling. I keep rolling on through like a summer hurricane tears apart a coastal city in the heat of June weather, Walking till death comes to shake my hand and grin at my soul. Then as you lay their in your casket with a buqouet of your favorite flowers, (Roses and Tulips) they sit around you, the same faces, the same blind eyes and they all shed tears and says good things. Too late for that don't you think? Death, it is a sad way to go, but what relief you get, when finally departing in peace and leaving the drama and careless people in your life. After I am put six feet under, a week of crying passes, After two weeks I am lost and long forgotten, nothing but a stone at my cranium to keep me company and my new friends, who sleep along next to me. Dead and forgotten, but the dead never forget their fellow lost souls. Only the living forget such souls that were so good to them, now they are gone, I am gone. How do you feel, now that I am gone? Death, it is a sad way to go, but what peace you recieve in Paradise.
im sick of it sitting and waiting while people are hating im invinsable i wanna change things be a woman that insnt a cleche im original i wanna be writen in books in history saying she did some thing im dissapointed in humanity just walking around in complete insanity so blissfully unaware of anothers humanity how SAD you walk into me us humans are surrounded in stupidity WAKE UP STAND UP BE AWARE just CARE!! if not Im flying to SATURN !! TAKE CARE !!
The eye maybe precious but the heart says many words. It can be broken, it can be filled with love, it can be dead. It's the starter of the emotions. *comment if you have a thought or if you just like (or fav poem)* :) -Angel4eva23
Once, long distant calls would cost You, your friends and family so many voices had to wait, anticipate the budget and the worth of words said out loud to ride rapid electric lines. Still sentiments of love freely fly on telepathic planes while prose and poetry remain yours truly. When present face to face do you speak truly? Conversations branch out, chip, splinter into stories, that's the cost. Fish stretch past arms' length and record breaking climbs pass clouds and planes. Tell me again how it all began, how many voices sang out from heaven: Forgiveness for sale! Limited supply, form lines. Greedy practice, selling soul's salvation, who figures out what it's worth? Fear can make us pay the selfish who decide our worth. Are our souls and spirits make-believe, a magician's trick or God's, truly? Conversations of belief from heart or scripted lines brainwashed or sincerely swayed, choice has a cost--- Cross your fingers, chant the scriptures, sing with all your voices until it's real or a lie you can live with, insured for your departure in heaven's plane. If a soldier's plane crashes, angelic eagles soar, swoop like planes, nose dive to every soldier because lives are worth remembering. Telephones shoot words-- bam, bam, bam, fire voices on ears that bleed worst fears, shattering those who love them truly. Nothing will ever be sweet or innocent again, this is an impossible cost. War kills conversations, steals final farewell lines. Songs please draw forgiving lines, to rise over hatred in unarmed planes for a bird's eye perspective to consider the cost of love lost in doubt, its worth. Love lights up any sort of soul, truly. It's power hurls bolts through nerves that revive the mystic voices... Devils, misfits, do-gooders, cherubs and chumps-- let's hear all your voices! Call out to love, it won't resist, will cross any line to save who is good or bad-- it desires everyone, truly Here comes the light, hear comes our flight, listen for the plane Remember it's insane to worry about your worth, to be, to be, is miracle enough, we can't comprehend the cost. Solo fly or get in line formation with you plane Lift off, blast past hatred to reach Love's treasure of unimaginable worth. Truly precious, so protect it, Love in all your actions no matter what the cost
This is a long lost dream story about Me and my EX-GIRL getting it back together again? Just who knows' where it will end...... *************** My ex-girlfriend and me We are talking about The possibility of getting Married and I said that We shall see..... ------ She asked' me if we were Going to take lot's and lots' Of Picture's And I answered, yes, But We won' be taking Them together ------ And then She ask Me If it would be consummated I said yes, but, only if it came With Tea' GF
Free will and choice, we think we know, the high road calls our name. But man's destruction arises low in a part we just can't tame. And evil's there, in quiet repose, we rap it's hollow door. And here we sit for what we chose as they tally the final score. Of all the battles we fought within, none matter but the last. An epic struggle set to begin from which our destiny is cast. In the afterlife of death's staid pale, too late to take a stand, will eternity be in heaven or hell? We must await the upper hand.
tourist toned telephones in telex-visual vogue, forged ahead with chorus lines upon the glass housed road, eagles eyed the farrowed glen that reason disinclined, signed unto, yet not beyond, the elbow let aside, parachutes and paratroops stood silent up the mouth, guys and dolls to half head halls, struck match led tens in truth, smoke screened years had passed in tears, or days that spoke in tongues, courteous to those involved, yet subservient to none…
******** When the World as it appear Has collapsed beyond All Tears' Why should I cry.... -------- When I could just die -------- When life grows' beyond Meaning And there is no reason To try.... ------- My life has no meaning There is no truth Only a lie And Dream of Happiness that loom From above And I do ask? Just one more time.... Please let me try! Poet Author Gary Fields
Abraham Lincoln was the very one. In the year of 1861. While at war word had come. "A soldier in blue slept through his watch. And unless forgiven would soon be shot." Nonsense! He said. I know this lad. To kill this boy would most sad. I'm sure he fought from dawn to dusk. The sleep he took God knew he must. Forgiveness granted! Go stop this act. Their's been enough death . His honor's intact. Compassion and wisdom was Lincolns forte. Kept our nation united and freed all the slaves. by MAFLongfellow
"No." She whispered before drowning into her sorrows. Her life had been a simple happy one. There were no pains and no troubles. Life was life and people were people. Life was simple. and life was all about tomorrows. Life didn't know about sorrows. Her sorrows. Those same sorrows that she drowned in never existed. They were never there, but where? First to be sad in the naive town of joy. Sorrow became contagious and what was known as happiness no longer was there. It was non-exististent. A meager thought and a blessed memory. She tried and tried. She failed and failed. Life was no longer hers. For Pain was her only possession. Her curse. She lived and she died. Yet, her legacy was passed on. Never was it gone. "No." She whispered before drowning in her sorrows, "Save them."
I Knew Someone Who Was Ready to "End It All!" I knew of someone who just wanted "to end it." Giving up on life, and did not want to "defend it." It was a heart wrenching and difficult situation. He said what he wanted to, with no explanation! I could see his face and the sad look in his eyes! What he was going to do next, was anyone's surprise. He turned to drugs and encountered addictions. With this brought much disease and afflictions! He gave up on the wonderful family that was given. And turned to a pretty wild and crazy way of livin'! I told him about a God who loves him very deeply. As he listened, he began to grow restless and weary. I reached for his hand and began to pray for God's power! It was a miracle! The blood of Jesus changed him that hour! The spirit of God brought healing and hope to his body! He was so excited! He rushed out to tell everybody! The "end" that he wanted, seemed to just fade away! For the son of the living God, changed him this day! The glory of God, and the power of Jesus' resurrection… Changed him! And got him going in a NEW direction! He's so thankful for the blood of Christ' atonement! And is a different person now, because of that moment! This same Jesus loves and can do the same for YOU! Through the problems of life… He will see you through! By Jim Pemberton
My rhymes are timeless while this time is lifeless why is life this kind less, reminds me that this mind is spineless ready to tip and quit, as my lies become mindless and get swollen shut and Stuck up inside my sinus Drivin in my prime but with no optimus Victim to the flip-side of the Midas Running through my blood like a virus The sun makes my skin mundane rubbin on ben gay but get arthritis touch spermicide and converts to hepatitis I hit the plus sign but it just musters up a minus I'm seen sucking my thumb like the peanut's Linus I run and duck when I hear the sirens cause I abducted the president's Nike air pumps now air force one is trying to find us I'm at my desk obsessin about success but This whole time its been right behind us
It started when I was young. I chose to take a walk on the wild side. I drove my parents insane with my deeds. I pushed everything good away. I was bad, evil to the core. Lying, stealing and cheating were all I knew. Then the drugs and sex overtook me. Riding on the slippery slope to Hell. Satan had my heart, mind, body and soul. He wouldn't let me go. I didn't want him to. I wanted my life of misery. It was good to me. I fell hard into his snare. I really felt that was where I belonged. It was a place to call home. All my friends egged me on. As I played games with the Devil. I drew closer and closer to him. Through Tarot and the Occult. Witchcraft, casting spells. It was so intense. I never wanted my ride to end. I was on top of the world. Living in the fiery pits of Hell. He reached down to where I was. He took my hand and pulled me out of the muck. He saved me. Showed me a new way of life. No more lying, stealing or cheating. The need for drugs was gone. I was taught how sex could be beautiful and pure. I was free of Satan's grasp. He no longer had control over me. My heart, mind, body and soul now belong to another. He loves me. In spite of the terrible things I've done, he really loves me. He's forgiven me. Can you believe that? Sent His Son to die for ME! It was on a cross on a hill far away. The Father couldn't even watch as His Son paid the price for me. All for Me! Now my sins are all forgiven. The Devil's hold on me broken. I am free! Free to have faith, to hope and to love. The best news of all is that the Son is coming back for me! Right now, this very second, He's working on my place. My glorious home in Heaven!
Death silently creeps in as the rule of no exception he takes up a collection of lost souls with no more time the one priceless possession Void of whats right is the existance I've come to know everything surrounding turns to shame hidden in sorrow yet I still live for tomarrow to realize these mending dreams take a look inside me not a man who's self decieved My diary is none of me that I paint easily unveiling made up of painful poetic verses that show I let go of hateful feelings for I am steadily rising no longer seems like a chore every day I wake up leaves me wanting less much more The only thing that ever stopped me was the nightmare I came to be even through the worst circumstances they left me with a certain understanding Death now watches over me I'm careful to nod my head for without his protection many times now I would lay lifeless without a voice that guides me no master do I call Lord every ounce of belief in me other faith is too much to afford as my dreams become reality you can only watch in wonder while I perform my miracles not atop the mountain, but under.
I will push you to the Edge I will encourage you to embrace your fear I will tease you with desire The devil is dancing in my den You will come to know my pain, my love You will see the darkness in my eyes You will see a man hidden in chains Waiting to be set free a hand grasps for a rose only To be pierced by it thorns In the sky clouds speed by Tides of the world's oceans rise and fall beside me I am caught in the middle of time and space Reality no longer has a meaning A bellowing cry rises up releasing a hideous sound of a tortured soul abandoned by a saint Sacrificed through psychological warfare
This question drives me up and down the walls I know for certain that God has answered my calls I can't hang up on Him…He's so brilliant And I'm so little compared to Him… Maybe I'm little in size and very insignificant compared to the most High He gives me quite a natural high He brings me back home and kisses me good night Without His love, I'd be lost like a sheep losing his shepherd I feel like I'm separated to God As if God and I are on both sides of the coin… Our oceans don't collide with each other, But He does make huge tidal waves… And I make baby waves that swerve up and down Like a wave's movement, my life seems to have its low points and high points But, when I build enough energy, I glide higher than the clouds Though, unfortunately, I've only been dreaming this Then, I collapse into the sand...my face rubs against it and I have scrapes all over Sand and water do mix well, but afterwards, the sea shore's weight will pile up on the bottom of the ocean floor I can't imagine how many grains of sand there are on Earth There are countless amounts of ants on Earth as well Trillions and trillions of them are in existence It's amazing how plants take in Carbon Dioxide And we breathe in oxygen… God is a fantastic creator and He did carve His creations pretty well God saw my distress and He healed me When I think about Him, I'm speechless and can't say much He's made out of love and He bubbles me up with excitement I haven't given Him the credit of working miracles in my life… But, I don't want to divorce God…I must propose to Him like a wife Does to her husband…I want to submit to Him He made the sunset, the moon and stars Look! He even made the planets and He healed our scars He made the flowers, the roses and the creeping bugs Look! He even made leaves for our eyes to see… He made the change of seasons God saw my distress and healed me God made the wild cats, bears, reptiles He made us have a brain that is as neat as black and white tiles God healed me…and I'm simply glad He did so God wiped out my distress…and He simply dressed me with happiness and He's in high spirits to see me grow ~ Inspired by the band of Evanescence's song: Never Go Back ~ God inspired me to write this poem…
I RUN from FEAR. I HUNT for FEAR. I HIDE in FEAR. I FIGHT cause of FEAR. I'm FAR from you. I'm SCARED cause of you. You're the FEAR that I HUNT. You're the FEAR that I FIGHT. You're the FEAR that SCARED me for LIFE. *Comment if you have any thought and if you like it. oh and some of the poems i write arn't always my feelings. their some times just to get through other people so they can have something to read that just fit's them.* -Angel4eva23
He looked upon the ones He loved; So innocent and so free; Their beauty was beyond compare; Of all His creation they were the best; Instilled in them was freewill; Could they survive the test? He had to come. The serpent was so crafty; The serpent was the enemy; It set out to deceive His love; Things would never be the same; The serpent would cause Him so much pain. He had to come. The fruit appeared so tempting; The serpent's words rang true; Was the man to trust in God; Surely he would not die; Yet die he did for a single bite. He had to come. There was now a new man; This man was Abraham; He set out for a new country; It was a country yet to be; The promise was to be fulfilled. He had to come. Abraham had no children; Yet God's promise was to be fulfilled in him; How could this come to be; When he had no offspring; Yet Abraham never doubted God. He had to come. Some generations later; The characters have now changed; The children of Abraham are slaves; Their groaning reaches God's ear; He will not leave them alone. He had to come. God plagued the nation of Egypt; The Passover was put in place; The children of Abraham escaped by His might; A new nation was now born; Moses was their leader. He had to come. At a place called Sinai; The covenant was given; It pointed out to man what sin was; It could not redeem them to Heaven; It was sealed in blood. He had to come. The covenant required obedience; It required the sacrifice of a lamb; Sin was atoned for by the sacrifice; Yet no lamb could be found to fit the bill; It had to be the perfect Lamb. He had to come. He was born in Bethlehem; The gift of God to man; He would preach for a mere three years; During that time He would change the world; He would be murdered for His effort. He had to come. The cross was cruel and agonizing; He could have came down and walked away; This was why He had come; It would set things right; It was His Father's will. He had to come. When He died the curtain was torn in two; The dead came from their tombs; The soldiers themselves knew then who He was; He was the perfect Lamb; He was the end of sacrifice. He had to come. Death could not hold Him; He rose to walk again; He finished what was started; Now he was seen by many witnesses; He ascended back to His throne. He had to come. He looked upon the one He loved; Restored back to her first state; It had been worth the price he paid; His glory was now supreme; She was His bride forevermore. He had to come.
I was so above you And it was very clear to see But I came to give you my heart sacrificing all I had Just for shot at love we started off so strong I actually thought it was you were worth it We had a lot in common So it made easy for us to talk We were going so good But caught in the act You said you and I did not make sense But I must admit I was glad It was over Now the real reason I gained back my life And You just lost best thing in your life Thus why I smiled when I caught you kissing that other boy
a nuanced glance of utmost care casually caught whilst throwing shapes, beyond mere acknowledgment, beyond true concern… hot on the heels of an arrhythmic Nureyev, the gentle juxtaposition of cleanly cut contours, unknowable in clarity, yet familiar to guilt, should light suffice for shade…
Don't forget to cross the Ts and dot your Is because if you don't do that they're just lines vertical on a page. Lets us forget about the imperfect words that make us cry the vertical lines, like jail bars hold us back. Stand up and out and roar like a lion! she is mine, I love her, but I am quiet, held back by the vertical lines the black oily jail bars, that keep my hear caged in everytime I cry and people don't listen the guard taps his nightstick upon the vertical bars, the imperfect feelings of pain and sadness feeling like this it bores me feeling like this makes me sick and I feel myself wanting to vomit and shake the nervous feeling of falling into a dark hole, so I sit behind these vertical lines, like cocaine lines, ready to snort up your nose, like cigarettes lined in a perfect and neat row, like empty wine and beer bottles littering around my feet. The vertical lines take me away from reality, close my already blinded eyes with a black blindfold. These jail bars cross my soul, chain my the ankles and wrists, and choking me, holding my head under water, I can't breath!!! Help me! These vertical bars hold me back in life, hold my emotions from coming out, to tell you how I feel for you! I no more want vertical lines, I want to be free. Drive horizontal roads that wined and turn around beautiful mountains too take a deep breathe and share the beauty to watch the horizontal horizon. Too sit on a beach shore and write till the sun goes down and the mermaids sings cheerful tunes that uplift my spirits and break the remaining vertical lines that bind and hold my heart in place. There is nothing beautiful in a straight line, let alone a vertical one. Horizontal, vertical all bad in their own ways, always trapping us, like jail bars or barbwire that streches across the open lands. Love has no lines, no boundaries, so why should I have lines that bind me together holding my head underwater, till a spark lights a powder keg and blows me sky high and I finally set myself free and roam the horizon for ever.
The fox gnaws flaking muscle From speechless rabbit, cold In mind and body. Men shiver As bodies dry, spat from river. Rings of globes circle hands Of the thoughtless, so beaten From paths to be told of Him, Waiting until eyes grow dim. Walking among us is plague, Standing above us is but love, These winds will claw our youth While faith entraps this truth. Winter comes but we survive, Breath and bones, colonies thrive.
------ From the beginning and For the end In the name of the Lord and Our Savior Where dose it end ---- Their are such things' They limit our behavior No one is free ------ There is this menace They call ' ADHD ' It could happen to you It could happen to me ------ Fore it is a Menace ------ - In - The name of the Lord And God is with Thee ---- But, this thing can be attributed To you It could be attributed to me It is only a matter of time Then We shall see.... ------ But, now their is a New Human Condition That should matter to You and me They call it " ADHD " ------ They call it " ADHD ' That is what they say// It affect our children All that We can do is pray ------ And to Thee I say, AMEN ------ INTRUSIVE BOUNDRIES TEMPERTANTRUM DEFIANT CONTEMPT ANGRY SCREAMING VIOLENANCE SELF-CONSUMING SELF-DESTRUCTIVE ------ Just to name a few ------ If you have any of these Then you will have ADHD TOO..... ------ What do We assume We do so many of these If you sleep with DOG's Then you wil wake up' With fleas' But, We don't seem To have that disease ------ So, think of the Children Give them some room Fore they watch us every-day Then they go out to play Say, If they were to IMULATE Us, Then they woud have ' ADHD ' any way..... GF
Peace The chaos is shedding Piece Of happiness is floating Cease The madness..chaos is concealing Peace Comes from the Lord - To Him who mends us all... To Him who forgives all of our sins And downfalls And answers everyone's calls
Hey, Hey, can you fill the need to bleed alcohol lets its flow quicker blood flows down the body it warmth making you want to piss blood always turns me totally on ladies do it best when they cut their wrist nice warm bath candles lit no mess for the rest i can only control how fast or how slow it flows i control the suffering you control the pain the night time is the right time to make it bleed
Cradle the ashen hour; cast aside the blatant lullabies, so often sought without cause, so often pardoned without grace. Eternally demure, the passively barbed cuticles of harpy lit notation sprawled, nay strewn, across the ochre ash haven of rambunctious repute; attentive to reason, receptive to none. Propped upon the ever scorned prose of the effervescent majority, the purveyor of all, all that is not, what I had come to expect. Implore the faltering notion, freshly drenched in wax laden woe, callously sidling the respite, the reprise, the recital; fickle curiosities and emancipated bliss, fortunate asylum, ingrate phallic masochists; idly ploughing afterthoughts; reconvict the perennial cyst. The salvation of the ingénue… the tedium of honesty. Beseech our confessional intonation; hold the chrysanthemum aloft, for it is not a flower, rather a life, rather a symbol, never a death, never an end; let determinism prove nothing. Scour the periphery of the labyrinthine lantern, solemnly lit, as it were, guiding the hand of the ill-fated man, whose heart least not his mind, shall return. Unscathed through the fallacious repetition of logical reprieve, free to fail, within the confines of our concern; our concern for the particular. Silence the cyclic grasp of heather feted vanity, marred by the perpetual ecstasy of descriptive derision, the personification of literate denial; all that is not, what I had come to expect…
(Verse 1) Calling to you from out of time Just wanted to say So sorry for the younger days All of the mistreatments (Verse 2) Things I did without disgrace Knowing now I was so wrong Learning to understand many mistakes A beating heart without trust (Hook) Before insecurities rap around tight Become friends with yourself Love yourself first Before a first impression shows your epic life Become friends with yourself Love yourself first Before confidence disappears into a shadowy night Become friends with yourself Love yourself first (Verse 3 Tenderly your heart to me Carelessly I set you free Anger and guilt followed me My heart has been swimming frantically (Verse 4) When love comes to stay Just like a tool it too has a rule Before dreams slip away So many times asking why (Hook) Before insecurities rap around tight Become friends with yourself Love yourself first Before a first impression shows your epic life Become friends with yourself Love yourself first Before confidence disappears into a shadowy night Become friends with yourself Love yourself first Love yourself Love yourself Love yourself first
Front and Center! Those Gates adorned with pearls in Heaven. White angels soaring. If by chance, Ordered to enter; Through St. Peter's Permission; I demand from you chancellor; A swift insanity plea, submission. For this troubled soul is plagued, By vast displays of wicked ways. None lost. Courtesy of meticulous examination. Love lost. Diligence pending Investigation. Key Evidence, perpetually documented In Sin's ominous catalog. Rebuke my Judge! For multitudes of shortcomings, He failed to ascertain. Moreover, present was He, When Satan drafted me. First round, Pick three. His Fantasy League... "The Eternal Infernos of Pain" JS Lambert
Another week ends and here I am once more. Friday evenings I sit, and my friend you pour. I drink to the gods who delegate my fate, a toast to a lover, a colleague or mate. You are "The Barman" a legend in your own right. You pour out the numbness, and soak up sins of the night. Stories are your rubix cube, a toy to pass the time. You listen with intent, a gate keeper in his prime. This week was different, there was a twinkle in your eye. You noticed, I noticed, and your smile was rye. A glance to your hands, and I see the crimson of blood. Your the legendary bartender, but are you evil or good? The tales you've absorbed, full of hatred and love. Which ones have you focused on, the flames or the dove? Suddenly I notice the bar is now empty. It's clear you are twisted, my one confession was plenty.......
Forgive me father for i have sinned, bless me for i have repented. Now i truly know the power of the lord upon this blessed land I have seen this worlds true colours. For these people there is hope. The gardens of earth watered with the blood of tyrants. Leveled out by the sweat of heroes. I hear your name whisperd through the wind. like chinese whispers, it gets mislead and twisted. I see your image perfectly crafted upon each of us. You give us a spirit, you guide it. but like a feather in the wind it blows off course We are brought into the world, being told lie after lie, subliminal messges are the truth. We stumble across the truth by mistake but we ignore it, asif it were not there. We live in a time of need, we need our gaurdian angel to continue to guide us. To guide us through the dark world of decietfulness, To keep us warm from the cold hatred thrown upon us, To shelter us from the hailstorm of lies. People are losing hope, they no longer believe, but i have not given up. We need you to return to help bring the world back to order, I'll travel to the far ends of the world to discover the truth, I'll sail the bluest of sea's to find peace, I'll fly through the clearest of skys, fluffiest of clouds to find out what awaits me in heaven
____________ Thy Prayer is Thy Word It is all way's with me I write them down as I pray That way, I can save them For some-other time For just another day;; _____________ I Let His Will be mind This, I do for so many reasons' This is not the blind Leading the blind... - Fore - He is always' on my Mind From now, till the end of time It give's me so much freedom His dream's are my faith An His faith is mind GF
You plague me with your sweltering disease My heart throbs in unease You carry me off to a far-off island Your breeze keeps me flowin'…scraping sand Your names escapes my lips I tell myself, "Get a grip, dude…" But you decided to intrude... My blood drips to the floor I've been losing balance… The instant you pushed me aside Your quietude devours me… I can't help, but hide… I feel horribly disheartened…feelin' too insignificant To start my day with a good note Too discouraged to be motivated to run… You trade me your pain in the past I consume it like a bear My stomach is churning persistently…you're running too fast… I'm dowsed in despair My eyes stare vacantly…into space…they roam happily Your vigilance keeps me safe and sound…I dwell in your tranquility Your dreams caress my own… This intriguing comfort never makes me feel alone I'm under your dazzlin' spell… This is heaven – not living hell! I've been bruising myself over you…for a while now The moment you abandoned me that night… Your rejoicing mends my gash…heals my mind… I think better of you – everything's black and white I feel so exquisite when I'm around you… So inspired to reveal my might…just shine your light On me…and remember to meet me at sun rise… But I still feel malnourished… By your sweltering disease My heart refuses to beat in perfect rhythm – my high hopes nearly perished By your forceful breeze…pushing me on my knees I'm stumbling off my feet – I'm not at all pleased I'm not in the mood to be teased… I'm suffering…I'm not discreet How did you push me off my feet? Why do you make ME feel so damn miserable and incomplete? You plague me with your sweltering disease My heart pounds as I fall upon my blood-stained knees You carry me away to an unknown place Your voice still rings in my ears… I glance at your admirable face I've faced you way too many times – Your sparkling with majestic brilliance and pure grace
I just wanted you to know you married the wrong guy You can laugh as I curse you or shake your head as the years go by But like a warlock a male witch I damn you till the end of time May your family tree be poisoned with emotional trauma through the heart May this infliction of this pain be a remembrance to our time May the pattern of lust created by your sister be branded on to the generations in your line I never knew I could have such hatred for you even after such a long time I never knew I had this kind of burning rage against you So as I put this to an end let me just remind you once again it was your sisters dirty deeds that broke our bonds in the end You could have given me a second chance From the flowers to the poetry and all the phone calls I had tried For the five years that I knew you we are now just a blink in time For all the walks and all the talks so many years ago All those cherished memories are now just part of a freak show Everything we desired to have are now at the end of another mans prick I sit back now and look at this story And with the flick of my wrist I toss it to the fire I look up to god asking him to take me higher One last wish is for all those memories I have of you to be taken as if they never transpired I lost me I lost you Through the lust and the thrust of a sexual deed I lost me I lost you Embraced in a taboo of wants, desires and needs I lost me I lost you The fire consumed us and soon no one could breath I lost me I lost you
Judgement Day The misconception about this day Is that it's just one day Well today You're gonna hear the truth Now you can take it or leave it But this is what I was sent here to do Following the war of Armageddon The earth will morn It will begin the thousand year process Of being restorn For those who survive Armageddon Hope will be your first born Now let's not confuse this moment in time A day is a thousand years in God's eyes And if the wages of sin is death Then that means He won't judge you on what you did before you died So when the scrolls open, It doesn't read your past It's a new requirement that you must obey So the earth you can reap at last So no, you won't be standing in a line He will judge you on what you choose to do During that time It's like a chance at redemption A chance to be a part of a perfect condition You'll see your dead loved one and The past! You won't even mention The earth will be restoring from the years Of evil and pain Cleaning out it's core Regenerating – becoming exactly like before And even when witnessing and seeing all this proof People will still deny divine force Yes. And the 144,000 will rule as kings Don't believe me its in the verses at Revelation 14. He has delegated this work in progess Organized in a way you've never seen And if you don't heed the word You will be destroyed And you wont inherit the earth like the meek So I say this Get your mind right and you can Experience bliss Cause once the blaze is kindled And he asks you to keep your head bowed low You better conform And if not you gon' miss the boat Now this day will come It's a time you cant prevent But I can guarantee that no one Will suffer eternal torment Except the Devil, the one He throws in the abyss There is hope to fill the silence And there is another chance That's why he died for our sins in advance You've been warned now So make sure you got a solid plan
When the light of the sun begins to fall Echoes of thoughts begin to ball Drifting into a sleepless state Possibilities grow, at a relentless rate I open my mind, in a wonderland of no validity Emphasized by a walk, through a mirror of fluidity Children's laughter in a sadistic tone This dream is a nightmare, far from home The path I am walking........leads to a house Beyond the door, I wish for my friend, my lover and spouse As the door creaks open a figure is revealed I brace myself, my numbness is my shield A wrinkled hand reaches out from the black It grabs my wrist, leaving no time to fight back As I'm dragged into the darkness, the figure becomes clear The face of my victim, my deepest fear
I'm hoping for my dreams to become a reality I'm hoping for a phase of gratitude I'm rejecting my hopeless fate I'm accepting your side of the story…but don't intrude Unexpectedly, I believe in love in first sight I grab the rope for extra support It burns like a vertical line of fire I'm unable to climb, but I seem too far from my desire I'm sliding down the rope, hanging from heaven They're distraught by my absence They're cheering for me from down below I'm sliding down… I cherish you like my own belongings I designed you on my bedroom wall I have you displayed deep in my heart Believe me – you'll never split it apart Every day I long for your touch – you changed my life around My heart is blazing like the zealous sun…I prize my freedom and progress The world is spinning endlessly as I kneel upon my knees And I imagine the memories we share with each other I'm sliding down the rope, hanging from heaven They're distraught by my absence They're cheering for me from down below I'm sliding down… When I reflect upon the joyous times, My heart never fails To pound vigorously for you I'm sliding down I'm looking forward to spending the rest of my life with you I see the light in your eyes I don't see an insidious nature in you… I wish I hadn't believed in the lies I never felt like a hopeless victim until I gave in to the darkness I'm sliding down the rope, hanging from heaven They're distraught by my absence They're cheering for me from down below I'm sliding down… I'm glad I've met you in the first place We're a perfect match – Don't deny it…you made me feel handsome We're on the road of victory We're making great progress We're hanging on the edge, But we were rescued From sliding down… At least we're kept ourselves alive……
Introduction: Limit itself has a limit of its own… A walk, mile after mile In quest for my lost soul, I had forgotten how to smile Everything felt out of control, I fought too hard to be worthwhile By that I got lost in my life's hole The regrets for mistakes I've made It took me off the edge, way too far away; Yet I tried again so hard to get off from that shade But got caught up in my brutal fray, The same song keeps playing with such a vicious rage, I find myself down to my knees, nowhere to go - So I pray A prayer to leave the worst and move onto more, Come off this fantasy and onto reality, to be - Closer to something I've been fighting for The touch of the light cutting through the night, it rains down upon me As I overcome the grief and believe, recovery lies ashore, Only three steps remain, to be fixed and free. A lesson of value I earned from my faults - Never push yourself off the edge, You'll lose the only key to the vault A life you never had to live – It too could forever be lost, So stay confined within the limits of the limit As it seems - Your control over lust, only can make you complete.
What???... To get someone to read my poems… Contests there must be. They must be bleeping nuts thinking I can follow all those cockeyed rules. Out of a zillion types of poems they always pick the weirdest ones. Allowed only 16 lines… I found I stopped at ninety-one. And for a topic they want a bird throwing glitter from a tree. How about I spank them as I put them across my knee!!! And why must I name it… as they told me? Where's that for creativity? Then they want a special comment added in the poem… I would rather not add plagiarism… I'd rather call it my own. But, you know, I am so very needy that I'll do whatever they want. Well… I'll do, maybe one or two… of the things they want. I know this makes it harder to judge the poems that are found therein. But to me a poem… is a funny bent on my crazy whim. Then suddenly, Lord Have Mercy… my poem didn't win. But I'm happy as punch for even with their strained smile… I'm sure they read one of my poems yet again. :) (Meant only for fun) I'm not really complaining. Just having fun.
I watched the love of two hearts crushed today, So much pain and sadness there was nothing to say. For so very long the writing was on the wall, For some reason it just was not noticed at all. Oh how the blame seems to be everything and everyone, Not for a moment do they realize what they have done. The sarrow they feel is so hard for them to conceive, Don't want to face the truth and they will never believe. Only themselves to blame and that's going to be awhile, Before either of them will find a reason for them to smile. Broken hearts and thier worlds have been torn apart, Makes me wonder will they know how to make a new start. Nothing good ever comes from so much deceit and lies, To see no trust or faith just makes me want to cry. It's not really their fault so young and without any clue, May be years before they learn how or what they must do. WE can only pray for them that they will find their way, The happines and joy they deserve will be found on that day. I watched the love of two hearts being crushed today, To see so much sadness , there's not much anyone can say. TAC
You were born with some sort of gift Just remember this, my child, Swallow the pride that takes away Humbleness You are a gifted human being You have grown a connection with God He welcomes you to His understanding, loving family He reminds you to never let go of humbleness Tell your foes, if you have some, swallow your pride Don't be afraid of their actions Be in tune with God...He'll get you through this living and He'll send immediate help on the way because you've been gentle, patient, and courteous towards people's emotional trials and dangerous tests You have been healed by the Most High Swallow your pride, woman full of spiritual life... You are now a bride of humbleness You are a gifted human being You have grown a connection with God He welcomes you to His understanding, loving family He reminds you to never let go of humbleness Remain humble Love your enemies...tell them to Swallow their pride They'll never understand What the reward is for Humbleness Don't lack humbleness Lack pride and practice Patience before Humbleness Men of dishonor, remain humble Love your enemies...tell them to Swallow their pride Swallow your pride, you devious fools of shame! Pleasure-seeking women, swallow your pride... You are now a bride of humbleness
Time is ticking like a bomb about to blow up into smoke and flame It alarms me to say this, but how DARE you waste my precious time Your words could be as sweet as honey or as sour as lime But I feel like I've been trampled to the ground By grief and gravity... My teeth are wearing off...is there a cavity to be found? Keep me in your memory... Fulfill me with your graceful glee and vibrant positivity But it ain't no surprise that we all aren't normal and we all are peculiar in our own bizarre ways Sorry to burst your bubble, but haha, yeah...I've been causing mischief and what not I can't face my shattering reality...I can't face the consequences I must face from past downfalls Unless you trade me your ecstasy Abide with me next to sea...and I'll make sure to answer your calls We'll watch the sunset and the gorgeous waterfalls Don't be afraid, baby It's only in your mind...throw your worries out the window and pray for a blessed reality Anxiety is brewing...but you can replace it with last minute hope And I don't have the strength to hold on to the rope Time is ticking like a bomb about to blow up into smoke and flame It's quite alarming to say this, but how DARE you waste my valuable time... Blaming me for your heartless, devious crimes Time is ringing like a church bell chime...it's your time to say goodbye and it's my time to forget your name It's alarming to hear broken records of memory replay in my head...it's almost like committing a wicked crime Time's flippin' like a dime... It's almost crime...
My eyes Refuse to see tragedy My eyes Marinate in dread…unable to embrace ecstasy And I'm left in my solitude… My eye's sagging…from endless mourning And I'm close to my demise… Only to find myself disappear… When will peace draw near? You don't see What damage you've done Just let me be Leave me alone…hand me a gun I yearn for unspoiled glory To make me feel perfect once more I yearn for flawless serenity To make me feel no regret…don't ignore My calls…don't hang up on me You don't see What damage you've done Just hear my plea Listen to my excruciating cries… Listen to the truth, not the malicious lies Our journey has just begun And I'm left in my solitude… Do you hear me weeping? And I'm close to my demise… Only to find myself disappear… When will peace draw near? Eye can't handle the stress Let me release my horrendous distress Eye can see you making that same mistake At least MY life isn't at stake And I'm left in my solitude… My eye's weeping…do You feel my lament And I'm close to my demise… Only to find myself disappear…Stepped on like cement I'm aching with discontent… I abhor this torment When will peace scrub off my fear? I can't believe my eyes Your guiltiness flows into me… I can't believe I fell for your lies Your heartless action rape my mind…you don't see What my EYES see… You'll never see How much pressure you put me under Unchain me from this chamber And watch me flee… When will you be set free?
Do I stay Do I go Where will my words flow From my heart like a river But I forget not to drowned holding my breath Wishing for solid ground Passion and improv Are they the key to the soul Ever speaking its emotions but where did the listeners go A silent theater They watch as a crowd Never noticing how the set breaks down A painted body The soul wears a mask With enough wear and tear It will shatter like glass Do I go Do I stay To whome do I pray For answers Retribution An end to all grief The questions are almost enough To cause my soul to speak Note: I felt like writing. I just woke up. I didn't consider anything I just rolled with it. And this is what I got l. Hope you enjoy it and that you each interpret it as you like. I think this what this one is here for. Interpretation. To touch everyone differently.
Burning and burning in the widening grave. My hero ends cannot hear the hero; Foes fall and get pulled apart, this card is centered in my fold. Named anarchist, as released upon the world. This was before blood-dimmed for every vessel, and everywhere. Before heaven's ceremony of innocence made my last breath drown; The best lacked all conviction, while the worst still stood passionate, vigilante. While god's fire intensity came crashing to the ground. Surely some salvation is in his hand. Surely the second coming is at hand. A second apology! Sharply these words are screamed even from my teeth. A demon image, my spiritus mundis is cast. Suddenly, my sight is bleak, and my brothers and the many others vanished somewhere in sands of the desert. Not a cloud, nor sound, no bodies here in this place for me. No more man, no more woman. All set a blaze as I stand and gaze, blank and pitiless as the sun. Only pain and isolation, angry and animosity. I feel this as their moving slowly down my legs and thighs. Brother, love your real shadows. As loyal as they are, you've shown that loyalty doesn't matter. But still I'll love you in spite of them. But their darkness steadily drops again. Even through twenty centuries of stony sleep, I hear your insects buzzing with sin. They are vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle, and awaken I am, your rough beast, your fallen brother. My hour come round at last. Slouching I am towards the shores of Bethlehem to be once born again.
When we are rendered alone And don't know where we should go We new to overcome The forces who drag us under Some will persist to stay But the darkness only grows ever stronger It's time to anew Though it gets harder every day I'll promise I'll always live for you There's no need to state your pain I already see it in your eyes We can break from their lies Come and see what you have come and see what you have is me
Cherry Blossoms bare their fruit, virtue... . Flat tail beavers; construct their lives... . Mordant lives carry no scars... . Dormant lives wallow, there... . Seasons amble by... . Truth enlightens... . Leaves remind... . Live, fall... . Die... . Authors Note This is Nonet form of poetry written in a prose form of Conversational Style of poetry... . In practicing this Nonet form the rules are the first line of the poetry itself is a complete "Nine" syllables, as the next 8 lines cycle from eight all the way down to one... . It can be on any subject and rhyming is optional. Prose Poetry is written in narrative form of poetry. When I say practicing this combination of poetry, well it is like writing in Haiku form, it requires great deal patience and thoughtfulness to complete, but when finished, it centers the mind as it opens the mind to write more freely... . Thank you for your time in reading, God bless and hey have fun yes... ?
In his heart he holds courage, In his hands he holds our lives. A Brave Soldier he may be, but only at the the front lines. He is weaken by all the death, He is haunted by there souls. For he knows in this battle, hatred rules one's goal. He does not fight for hatred, He fights for there lives instead. Cause he knows hatred has no value, when so many are dead. As he lays in death, knowing it will come, He glances at the sky and makes peace with all he's done. For on the battlefield, life is as precious as gold. And one must always choose should it be friend or foe? He closes his eyes and hopes in his death no more victims will fall. But, in his heart he knows his country one day will call. For A Brave Soldier to take the front line and give there his life as he, He just hopes all are content knowing A Brave Soldier he will always be.
By the truths of Judah I never thought I'd be Thinking on it backwards As I rarely often need The journey started somewhere In a daydream of a night They took everything away from me Except my innocence of life Now I have a slight Gift of the righteous Put it to good use As I'm battling the mindlessness Now the thousand army of Lucy Come to wring my neck Slipping through the shadows Have to watch my every step For if I fall in The lightbringer will Soon be dead As the righteous inherit their kingdom when it comes to be that it resides inside their head
My name is Judas betrayer of God everyone hates me yet thats not as much as I hate myself and everything else until its just a word that cannot be felt I can't be accountable to a single action thats unchangeable I wish you would cast off into a river of ashes and cover your body until the sorrow passes thats what I did to slowly admit I'm no longer the devil you wish to possess I buried my burdens deep in demons of past My sin seems to leave me quick as I forget it for you I've become a dead doll submissive I sold the jew king for a mere thirty silver he then became a martyr who would have figured I guess I delivered the greatest good ever so you may understand why my guilt is light as a feather Judas, you coward backstabber. you dog I acknowledge it all now with a wink and a nod people mean little more than they care for themselves you wouldn't take coin if your family were starved? you won't hear my reason then I won't give you no sense I've already given you more than I ever truly meant more than I'm worth or have had to give Judas, the sinner the liar, the pig Judas the desperate for his family to live Judas, the hero for without him dies his religion
I'm not the devil But I know who he is He's your alter-ego And your so oblivious He's the angry reaction He's the hate hidden inside That masked as confidence That's the devils own foolish pride I admit it, I lied For I know he's with me When everyone disappears And we debate how things should be I feel sorry for him I was also casted out So I soothe his great evil And he removes all my doubt Not the worst thing I've done We don't hurt no one They still despise us I feel like his son Except there's that thing Always keeps me true Peace and love lead to happiness The rest is up to you For we can just show you The reflection you wear As we climb back towards heaven My mind already resides there And the millions of dream chasers awaiting me there trying to catch up by acting like they care yet somehow, I still truly do my mind is much stronger now in thanks to you nobody hates me when I love myself their desire can;t touch my sense of already there catch up to me if you think can you might learn the power when i show you the dance it will be okay when the music takes you away I'll be holding your hand at the end of the day my one truest friend always saw the end before I ever made a start towards it the old me is over and I'm more loved for it.
He was stop at the traffic light They had him surround And they put a hand cuff And he wonders what's wrong And said that he is wanted For what he don't have a clue It has to be a mistake This cant be true They put him in a line up Then come in the room and say The others can leave But he has to stay So why she accuse him of this crime When He never seen her before The jury says that he's guilty And sentence him to 25 years or more He broke down in court His mother screams and cried And today 15 years after his mother has died Then one night while watching TV He sees there is a new technology Call DNA testing that can prove If some one are innocent or guilty He got a new trial And his conviction was over turn 15 years of his life was taken That can never be return She said she was sorry But he just walks away Knowing there're many innocents Still in jails today Yes some times things happens Why we can never know And we have to keep believing Or our minds will surely go He sits on his gallery alone As the rain starts falling down Today he is a free man Tomorrow a new life began You'll never know what its means To have your life taken from you Confined to a world behind four walls For crime you didn't do This poem I write today Is for the innocents in jails Keep hope brothers and sisters The truth will prevails
I see the world crumbling around me, people losing their moral ground Following what they think is right rather than what they truly know is right. Most people really are uneducated sheep and cannot see what's right in front of their faces. So many even mock the Lord and his word as if he didn't exist and even openly say with conviction that theirs no GOD! And instead there small minds worship a sport as if it was their GOD?! It really disgusts me and breaks my heart to see how far mankind has gone and I fear for their souls as they do not know what they do. Dear Lord please have mercy and help show them the way, its easy for them to be distracted and miss lead with all they hear and are shown in this corrupt world without its true intentions shown. GOD Bless all the Lords people and hold your heads high as the true fight is yet to happen and when it does . . We'll fight until we die! Amen
It seems the path Iam on is changing everyday the road uncertain just an endless shapeless gray some would say it would all be clearer if I took up there religion even with the doubt Iam not scared enough for that decision I see the faith you placed in one of the many saviors I lame excuse for the centuries of mad behavior Iam sure your prophets where the very best of man but your church and bibles where never in the plan so every race has a version of there own stories stolen from the gods of the past spoken out like it was always known not one of these faiths is open and understanding they keep others down and your soul churches are demanding then you history holds no science no enlightenment dogmatic foolishness written before free government and every soul that is afraid to die or to ashamed to live if you stop thinking then heaven is what they give even now the human mind is found wanting but reality is intelligence is hard work and life is daunting if only the concept of good will and love we understood without some sign from above if you need the ancient fiction to ease your pain I respect you and to all other men you should do the same your saviors were righteous there's know doubt in there time they worship but no church was there twist whets its about there have been many Christ's since the beginning of man the Mayans and Muslim have had tales since they ruled by the roman dry king ghandi and many more sacrifice there life so others could be free in my mind that's what Jesus is what he is supposed to be even know there some man of great worth he has no money no powerful church he's giving of himself and and loving the lost I dare you to search and see the truth were in this together and this is paradise we are the only keepers of our fate we must realize I can no longer people pay to pray and talk down to others who dont believe what you say but Christ himself did not hang with the saved he knew the hopeless so he could see them ok but times have changed were not ruled by religious empires mad with slavery we fought for those rights not with one mans good with collective human bravery a new age is upon us and the true test is coming not one of prophecy the makers of worlds the stars the cycle of suns chaos of the galaxy I hope soon we see are only time is now there is no second chance are race needs to come together and make a united stance if faith keeps us apart do we even have the heart
Here without you Paints me a realization that life isn't easy It displaces the settling railroad Taken away by the midnight train's calamity Waiting impatiently to face some inspiration given by God Over the driver and I By the way you shrivel up in anger, I'm not ready to cross through the trampled street Trampling over the infected cycle...unprepared to face reality's misfortune Swimming in its ungrateful punishment Settling in my sorrow state...shaping my way away from ignorant fate You lie in scrumptious desires, supposedly independent in your heart-seeking choices To burn the aches and rashes for all the times you fooled us...took us for granite What do you have left to diminish? To accomplish? Here without you is like refusing an outspoken crowd, applauding in satisfaction Ruining the family's reputation...flustering the gas station Jaded by your defiant outbursts Holding up my clutched fists in shame Holding back tears that reck a moment's peace This betrayal...not deserving a name You were passing near us, snickering and cursing our form...our completive family You wish for scrumptious desires...shaping your heart in frightening lies that strike the innocence of your presence All the years seem to leave us behind Settling in the resistible past Passing our unachieved, future goals Poverty splattering us in shapeless love Rummaging mad as a furious bear in danger of unyielding snares Are we on time to reach the morning train? And start our life in a new cycle This family barely has anything to gain You aren't even offering us any advice...same be for you, Pleasure-seeking mother Here without you is competitive, but affordable and fair We aren't crushed against your passionate glares Here without you is an unhappy environment Too caught up in unbearable suffocation and useless bafflement Here without you Paints me a realization that life isn't easy It displaces the settling railroad Taken away by the midnight train's calamity Come home... face your fears and embarrassment Get away from the monstrous zoo, snatching away impressing love Help repair this tear between the whole family with our handyman Giving it time to grow stable and secure This family barely has anything to gain You aren't even offering us any advice...same be for you, Pleasure-seeking mother Good riddance
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Wars cause only destruction and death leaving behind scenes gloomier than itself: bloody bodies strewn on dry leaves, while the jubilant king falls to his knees... thanking God who has brought him victory, but then looking at his hands he ponders with asperity. " I have built a kingdom by demanding loyalty, accumulated a huge army allowing stealing and killing; but none of this is mine, not even my castle and sovereignty, I am a horrible king as others have been before me... I must issue a lasting treaty to save many from dying! " And standing on the barren hill overlooking the citadel, he cried out as the wind brushed his long hair so curly, " Forgive me all, from now on there will be a lasting treaty... food for all and the best wine in a land that once was evil! " Copyright 2012 by Andrew Crisci
The sapphire sun of what-were dreams Setting in the forsaken east My winters' desperation clung to your silent voice Let death be a choice Dusk revealed your truest nature Before her argentine eyes 'Tis the darkest of tragedies, romances' maladies Let your forgiveness be la Vie In this frozen air The wings of my deepest despairs Friend or foe? The dagger close to my heart-- If your forgiveness is nigh Let me know--or is this all a lie Lilyheart Swain Please don't give into your pain You hold my soul on Eden's Edge Your innocent flesh Cradled in my broken arms Forever you will be mine, forever you will stay The snow caressing us as we tangle in deathly embrace This darkness fades into amber innocence Hatred no longer exists Forgive me Come back my only Euphorianah The winterwind tears carress me With whispers, (of) Someone I Once knew Calming the fears inside But the pain remains --hallcunary rains Dreams fading with the Enya in your eyes With the darkness of your hands The silverfears of the pale moon Shine on you Lilyheart swain Please don't give into your pain You hold my soul on Eden's Edge Your innocent flesh Cradled in my broken arms Forever you will be mine, forever you will stay The snow caressing us as we tangle in deathly embrace This darkness fades into amber innocence Hatred no longer exists Forgive me Come back my only Euphorianah Your eyes search for mine Oh how they shine, blue Sacrdice has a price Heaven is calling us tonight Cursed In shadowed illusions Shall we dance? Would there be a chance Euphorinah Forgive me now I will rip out every nail Of your coffin I don't care if it's God it will offend Lilyheart Swain Please don't give into your pain You hold my soul on Eden's Edge Your innocent flesh Cradled in my broken arms Forever you will be mine, forever you will stay The snow caressing us as we tangle in deathly embrace This darkness fades into amber innocence Hatred no longer exists Forgive me Come back my only Euphorianah
Judas was a disciple and a kiss he did convey to let the soldiers know whom to arrest that day Judas betrayed Jesus with a kiss that showed no love as a kiss is an expression of love that mankind thought of but why did Judas pick a kiss as the symbol for his bad act? why did he choose this gesture of love as a part of his attack? Judus was a Zealot and patience is not their forte they wanted Jesus the Messiah to make His move right away with an ulterior motive in mind Judus tried to force Jesus' mission unable to see that it's about God's timing and it's always God's decision yet some think that Judas was weak in his discipleship as he was not one whom with Jesus had the closest relationship as humans we are creatures of ambiguity we all have some bad and good we all have the propensity to misbehave and act as Satan would we all have a bad seed in us that if the Lord God does not pull out will flourish over time and have us acting out now when Judas kissed Jesus, Jesus acknowledged him as friend but for thirty pieces of silver Judas sold Him out in the end from weakness to wickedness but for God's saving grave the Human race would not even exist in this place Like David a man who the Lord God took to heart for David never tried to justify the bad acts he did impart now Jesus the Christ came to us as a living sacrifice He was God's greatest symbol of the love that He had for human life for God loved us so much that He sent His only begotten Son who only had a love for us even after His dying was done high on a cross at Calvary with His last breath He asked Father God to forgive us for bringing about His death we do bad things, we carry out acts of betrayal, evil and killing the things that man has done to man be it accidental or willing a kiss that showed no love was the gesture that Judas gave but Jesus still had a love for him even after He arose from the grave
A spec, lazily floating upon : " The Gulf Blue Water " And then there were two specs, entwined together Spot Black hole, in the Beauty of " The Gulf Blue Water " A spec to a SPOT ( it even sounds so much Stronger ) When two Spots meet : Meld : Creating an " Epic Drop " Yet to the East, West, South, North Thousands of Drops Mixing and matching; Defiling " The Gulf Blue Water " Let's flash : To the future of the shore: Where Oysters Dance As the alarm of " Destruction" sounds off in " Lazy Blue Waters To the land and marshes : Prepare for Doom : from the " Black Gulf Waters " A Tsunami of Hell's Fury Designed by Mankind's " Ignorance of Nature " Who's here to help us " Marshland Security " ASPCA ", The Government?? Inspired by " Team POETRYSOUP'S Contest "Gulf Oil Spill"
Empty Lost Vacant in a light-year moment This poem is void Along with our self-esteem This yielding emotion needs shine Will we ever rise with you in merry delight? You're not here with us, so I'm hopeless we'll ever do fine Our hopes shattered and now I have stars without light Frightful Confused Startled by your Senseless removal It has been written in approval These words doesn't exist in your heart For our feelings are merely a piece of junk Do you hear our disjunked plea or are you too focused on your greed? You left us broken and envied-- you dried up our family seed! We've been trying to nourish our family... but it only drowned us in distressed emotion But I'll still try to remain true to my devotion Frenzied Jumbled Bewildered by your action of Mindless removal That has been written by your approval Are you willing to listen Or are you going to turn down our voices? You're always available to come home to apoligize-- we'll heed to your plea Do you wish to have a void Seperating our once jubilent family? It's very unclear in your pointless decision; the thought of it is too hard to avoid Disoriented Doomed Disenchanted by your action of Heartless removal That has been agreed by your approval Please put a restraining order to the void that shaped Nonsensical lines Please help me with my unstable life, for I haven't escaped From these appalling signs Even if you turn down our dissaproval, we'll remain Faithful Complete Strengthened Are your stars burning with hope?
(I Corinthians 9:9) Give and share generously To the poor-- Your deeds be known forever
they paint my body, and make me sing, a smile i want, from the man in the ring, bend me this way, throw me there, with opened mouths, they sit and stare, i catch the eyes, of one in the crowd, of flowing laughter, growing loud, they see my chains, my silent cries, with each twirl in the air, my spirit dies, the lights go down, i sit and wait, as the one i love, closes the gate i wish for light, where i used to fly, before i was here, where the clowns still cry
I dreamt of embracing the abyss I slept in silence and grief Exterminate my negativity Make me feel whole...fill in my holes...and lead me to eternal bliss and prosperity Time is ticking like a bomb about to blow up into smoke and flame It alarms to say this, but how DARE you waste my valuable time Bite the bullet (ooh ohh ohh ohh yeah) Bite the bullet...see right through it... See right through my pain And I'm still waiting for His healing rain To shower upon me relief... (ooh x7) Don't drown in stress and misery...reach and hold on to the rope of hope With a firm grip... Of reality Or are you willing to accept My helping hand? Allow me escort you to the Promise Land Bite the bullet (ooh ohh ohh ohh yeah) Bite the bullet...see right through it... See right through my pain And I'm still waiting for His healing rain To shower upon me relief... (ooh x7) I dreamt of embracing the abyss I slept in silence and grief Exterminate my negativity Make me feel whole...fill in my holes...and lead me to eternal bliss and prosperity Bite the bullet (ooh ohh ohh ohh yeah) Bite the bullet...see right through it... See right through my pain And I'm still waiting for His healing rain To shower upon me relief... (ooh x7) Time is ringing like a church bell in the night...it's your time to say goodbye and it's our time to explore the light... In goodbye...oh, how time flies... Conceal the farewells...and blow away the woeful lies Bite the bullet (ooh ohh ohh ohh yeah) Bite the bullet...see right through it... See right through my pain And I'm still waiting for His healing rain To shower upon me relief... (ooh x7) Bite the bullet And snatch the rope Ignore to rising debt And marry good luck... And catch gratifying hope Before it slips away into the raging waters Bite the bullet (ooh ohh ohh ohh yeah) Bite the bullet...see right through it... See right through my pain And I'm still waiting for His healing rain To shower upon me relief... (ooh x7) You and I will watch the sunset and the gorgeous waterfalls If I'm not available, leave me a message and remember to always remember that God always answers His calls
My dear my dear You are so special Your iron will Becomes hard as metal Your soft temperament Could not break an egg Keep your monsters sealed up Not allowed to dominate your head Rome fell down In what seems like a night Heaven seems like hell Except for it light Except for your might You are sound as a lion If no tears are falling How are you still crying Inside, your dying inside Intentions so bleak They're shadowed by pride If you can't do no wrong You always right Even if you don't realize Drop the weight of the world From your burly shoulders The load you should carry Should not keel you over The deeds and the actions Shall speak for themselves If you do it alone You won't ask for help Mighty lion man Feeding on the sheeple Even if it's steep Or piercing like a needle A stare is a snare And now I'm trapped in it Like the mighty lion The sky holds no limit For the glory I'm storing For the right day to come So I may ascend as a lion Into heaven With the one I am to become
(still in the editing universe of epicness) You vanished from my sight I'm feeling this sorrow…this neglect already I will decide to move on today or tonight I will soon be ready To run the extra mile With you for a while Just smile and be with me Till the end, we'll be together in unity Bring us back strength, vigilance and peace and be confident – you're the dazzling light, surviving the plight of nightfall and being crowned as the champion, combating against the grief-stricken, abstract abyss…making slow progress Shimmering with inner inspiration, shining bright like the stars in a single bouquet, now scattered about in the midnight sky, coiling in the current of the ebony, velvet sky You vanished from my sight I'm feeling this sorrow…this neglect already I will decide to move on today or tonight I will soon be ready To run the extra mile With you for a while Just smile and be with me Till the end, we'll be together in unity You vanished from my sight I'm feeling this sorrow…this neglect already I will decide to move on today or tonight I will soon be ready To run the extra mile With you for a while Just smile and be with me Till the end, we'll be together in unity We're spiraling down and I've sworn from the bottom of my heart that I won't break our friendship oath I'm soaring like the falcons, soaring at the beach, feeling the sunset's warmth on their feathery bodies – my fate is to take flight – don't dampen my wings just 'cause you're the one that's gravity-bound –Sh! Hush now… don't make a single sound…
lost and weary soles looking for their better half at Auschwitz bone yard
Good of the morning darling. The wrath of Can has come. Turning eyes right back to One. I see focus burning the bush Small scars on the planet Creating boils in the blood. Outrage to create pressure Buy heaven's gate to measure Are you ready to stand? Life giving water comes to sand. it buries your well…understand? Oceans reclaim their right to land What spoils the earth, so spoils the hand. .... Targeting senses are on…. Brane waves on the horizon "...you better come out… we know where you are…" They're not far… Stretch of the mind is around gods great pleasure of sound.
Longing no more, I shall smile from now on, See me live life a new.
The sapphire-dust sun of what-were dreams Swallow the scene, setting In the forsaken east All I see, all I know fades into the reaper's monotone grey Death come near me, by my only choice My wintry desperation subdued, clings to they silent voice The dusk reveals my truest nature before her blank argentine eyes Life; the darkest of all tragedies, Romances' malady Let me feel your breath in this frozen air Your pulse shorter than ever Despair's void grows inside me Without, you I will live no longer Forever with me you will stay The darkness caressing means as I lay by thy grave Hatred no longer exits Come back to me Euphorianah My Angel, why did you fly so far away My Angel, let just one feather stay My Angel has flown away The winterwinds' tears fall on me With whispers of you, someone I once knew No matter in a dream or reality Sweet tranquillity, stay with me Calming the fears within But the pain remains The silvemoon's fears shine on you Thine eyes search for mine Oh how they shine, so deathly blue If sacrifice needs a price The dagger shows- Heaven is calling us tonight Forever with me you will stay The darkness caressing means as I lay by thy grave Hatred no longer exits Come back to me Euphorianah My Angel, why did you fly so far away My Angel, let just one feather stay My Angel has flown away Covered in shadowy illusions Shall we dance? Death will be lie dominion You are my only queen Euphorianah Forever with me you will stay The darkness caressing means as I lay by thy grave Hatred no longer exits Come back to me Euphorianah My Angel, why did you fly so far away My Angel, let just one feather stay My Angel has flown away Just let me die If I cannot see Euphorianah This night
Who is this? That calls me from my latent apathy. Why is this good? rescuing heart from lovers atrophy. My desperate mewling reached further than a shout. Stumbling toe scraping limp took me further, packed more clout. I was lied to. Thinking that you're bottomless ration, could be earned, could be bought with acts of compassion. I was indulging in hurt, abiding in poetic romantic pain. I was thrashing around bellowing at nothing, needing to blame. Why is this love for me? when I was wasting all my energy on a treadmill run. Who is this? That holds me light; gentle as the moon, source of the sun.
Consequences, consequences punishments and lost friendships even with they seem so endless they're gone before the dawn Then when the dawn is here again we are revived, new life begin and the sin was washed away don't have to pray when he talks to me Your weakness makes us stronger, longer if we are quiet, we're quite somber slipping slowly into the water excuses are what hold us under We hold ourselves there until we're ready to take hold of the wheel with enough direction to have control we all can get there, but who ever knows until hope and fear are recognized we'll change the world, not afraid to try.
If I do, I hope that I Exit in the presence of Jesus Christ we go far back do he and I for his greater mercy once saved my life Five long lost years have past since then I gave my all so he forgave my sins a weary soul, crucified I hope he's holding me the day I die I tried my damndest to find the light and when I found it kept it in sight it's never left me I know I'm right come try and take it I'll end your night I look up fondly to the sky an understanding between he and I one time I asked him lend me his eyes and I saw a world left cold and dry In conversation we talk, no words he understands me when I'm most unheard think I'm absurd what are you? a higher being? still much confused You think the answer lies in your ways I think the Devil must be repaid he'll collect heavy your wasted time as you spend eternity at his side I see a servant for wickedness try to distract me one more dismissed I keep on walking through the night as I keep his spirit so well alive I wear your pride inside my skin as you race to the finish I just begin to be a soldier alone with the night nothing to warm me but his light in sight.
I found a friend in me where I can shut down and disappear Where I go some where and hide,talk out all my fears I hold inside When nobody understands me but myself I believe that they will never But like I said the frist time I found a friend in me someone I can cry around and speak out loud Always be myself around love the person I'm now and never question the person I was years ago I found a friend in me Without taking any risk it will pull me there anything I have to face and never disappear when the heat gets higher to100degress I found a friend in me I love the woman I grown to be
Filled with no more than a breath of warm fresh air, exhausted, he dies His last breath, heavy and sullen, pours out from between his cherry pink lips Flowing down the sides of his, light blue blush cheeks, constantly licking its way down From there it flows about the floor in desperate need of human muzzle Dragging itself from here to there and spreading itself out thin When it came upon a sleeping cat, with no remorse of stinking foul, crept inside its nose The cat wakes, places several masks upon its face, then blows it right back out The breath, lighter now, finds hope in only death and dies The cat perplexed can only sigh.
Forgive me, please hear my call and answer, Tell me that you'll forgive me, for all the wrong I've done. I've punished myself everyday though it never seems enough, Scars across my flesh, haunting memories in my eyes. I wish I could hold you, gently, warmly, tightly, Pour into you my deepest grief, my sorrows, and never let you go. Im left a crumbled being on my knees, wishing you could hear my cries, Listen to my appologies and accept that I would be the one to rather die. Can't you feel it, my heart is breaking, shattered by what I've done, I'm sick and my body aching, knots in my stomach and Im hyperventalating. Please come and answer me, find a way to hear my words, so loudly screamed, You loved me once more than I deserved, love me enough now to absolve my hurt. Please forgive me Darling, I didn't mean to beg, There is nothing left of me but a shadow on the edge of the bed.
The hues of affliction caught my glimpse Maddening horror scratching my doorstep Clashing with severe torture, Scorching away my destiny...my confidence Hallucinations take hold Risk shoved in a deserted briefcase Pluck the rose pedals that reveal your wasteful woe Now your woe is crystal clear in your outspoken instructions you very much lack Magnify the dazzling sensation, Drugging my suicidal life and its troubles Sparkling risk managing to parachute a confident endeavor from each angle Crawling on poverty road...managing to warp-up easing moments Unsteady in your rambling presence You are an incredible luck to my immortal life Too unbearable to strike down...hunted on the spot Magnify the dazzling sensation, Drugging my suicidal life and its troubles Trails of avarice, wonder my mind far from thee I'd diminish all the doubts...clumps of shapeless clay Save the case and listen to what I have to say Keep me away from worrying mad Digest the emptiness I feel deep inside Leaving a trail of blasted fears A mixture of fondness and softness Plants on your brushed, blemished whisper, The atmosphere fairly uneasy to take hold of You borrowed from me and stole from my mummified heart All I seek now is gloom and doom Resume with your lightening life Isolate yourself from hardened fear Death stares grow unsteady in your figure It was as if they never existed in your warm, swirling heart I plead you'll never set foot on this road again I'll some day figure out the unpredictable code Be courteous, though your abilities are weak Lay in dark affliction, You warped-up poverty road Walk in secure recovery After I determine this code Hold on for dear life Lay on my palm, if it would help Walk in secure recovery
An epiphany is actually a Christian holiday that takes place on the 6th of January every year. An epiphany is also a sudden realization of greater truth. It seems that after he or she had said some hateful remarks about each other or whatever, he or she finally has an epiphany; people should accept some changes in their lives. Epiphany is used different ways, especially when it comes to being a Christian holiday, even after Christmas. The only way for people to each have an epiphany is to end their selfish and hateful ways. And the fact that day in and day out, even if these people are moving on with their lives, they should do the same. Some people, like Albert Einstein, were using the word "epiphany" as a scientific term, but it's used to end all types of selfishness and a lot of arrogance. No wonder why epiphany has affected the lives of every human being on planet earth. and just like I said, the only way to end this selfishness is to have an epiphany. The only reason why he/she shouldn't care about him/herself anymore is because other people are as important as he or she is. Without multiple people in their lives, he or she is nothing. He or she must put all negative thoughts aside in order to save themselves from reliving a lot of painful memories. Everybody knows that God wanted the entire human race to get along well. Right now, I wish every human being on the planet each have an epiphany and were to stop being self-centered and start thinking about others besides themselves. Unless he or she each has an epiphany and until he or she ends his or her selfish ways, he or she will likely spend the remainder of his or her days alone.
The Tragedy of Humanity is the Monoku of us failing to believe you Is This Greed be ye Acrostic for not knowing the Gnostics Molding Most be the boast in Senryu saying you can't tell me what to do Excommunicating Faith is a Tanka for those who sank Insanities Calamities in this Enclosed Ryhme regarding to our binds Sinful Are These Ways considers what we forgot in this Rubaiyat No Righteousness In a Senryu for those who forgotten about you Oligarchies Creating Hate in each and every state be in Enclosed Ryhme Worshiping Vanities is a Lanterne telling you to burn Ruthless Deceptions be a Fibonacci trying to drown the mariachi Evil Enemy Tricks informs of a constructive fraud in Ballade Trouble Moving is trouble grooving to chime in this Enclosed Ryhme Roadside Utilities you see they are a bank of put in Tanka Indestructible Ye told Ottava rima, praying you have the mind of But Backsliding means deciding what zone told in Canzone Unruly Child is for the minds of you told in Haiku Truth Be Insight be an Ottava rima about the main man Prima Inclined Minds is another Ottava rima about the change of time for Ye Opportunities There Be in this Senryu don't you see No Matter is about the chatter in an Enclosed Rhyme for you to find Death Be A Lady This Night ask which way is right Ottava rima Introduction Which Leads To Reduction a Nonet seduction Sexual Acts Meant To Distract be the private zone Canzone Turmoil That We Struggle With is a chime in Enclosed Rhyme Redefining Ones Plight be Ottava rima telling you to fight Instilled In Ye Is Light another Nonet so that you don't forget Believing Wrong or Right asks this Enclosed Rhyme the real war crime Undertaken Be Ye is a new flight zone told in Canzone Transcendent In Flight is the alteration told in Alliteration Inner Subconscious Intelligence universal relevance in Name Outside This Reality which is for you to do discern told in Lanterne New To Old Experience is an Enclosed Rhyme we all mime Nay Sayers Deny Greatest Fear in Acrostic about ye the agrestic Over Energy Transfer is Canzone about the unknown What Will You Do is just asking you in Haiku?
The test master fights his addiction to the brutal end his weakness, an undesired friend until he casts out every demon In his helpless idiotic stupor he stumbled into false idols who presented him with pretend hope now at the end of the rope reality shatters high up the ladder stuck in denial for an eternal while pile on a thousand bricks to amend towards forgiveness for the addiction to bliss Seeking the light that leads from his plight away from the disease with minimal friction to slay the addiction now called test master for the disaster was just the beginning the hole is mending from the ashes fly off phoenix for he survived the meanest course of life with tales to tell children who live in constant night my faith hasn't reached it's peak until I am tested like the friend which of I speak
Remember when getting high was climbing up the tree, and we could see the sky and feel as if I could let go and fly and never open my eyes having that feeling that I would never die. Getting high, on dads shoulders, seeing the trees and buzzing bees, the place for where I could see everything and be happy. Getting high meant flying on the swings, through the air, having the wind blow through our hair. Being high was pretending to fly like a plane, through a cold winters day with pouring rain on that saturday. Grandma use to pick us up and raise us high like The smoke rising from her sweet baked pies. Being high was to go snort cocaine everyday. It made me feel strong for no one could prove me wrong, I stayed on it so long that I didn't know right from wrong. I was confused and started to be abused but always refused to just give up and loose. Ecstasy Made me high and I started to act so alive party and rave all the time, being so blind to all the hearts I pushed aside left to rot and die, But I didn't care because I was to stubborn to accept the truth that was right in front of my eyes. Speed made me high that I started feel pleasure and had no guilt inside even though I started to live A lie and always tried to deny the things I hid deep down inside. It made me commit crimes and runaway from all the times I made my mother cry, and I would cry because I no longer knew how to survive because I forgot the meaning to Try. Remember when getting high was climbing up the tree, and we could see the sky and feel as if I could let go and fly and never open my eyes having that feeling that I would never die? I finally climbed that tree and let go And felt the wind blow, I began to fly and feel so naturally high. But I woke up and realised that I am no longer alive, I overdosed and became so alive that i ended up committing suicide. They say when you die, you see your whole life flash before your eyes. All I saw was the way my mother cried cursing at all the times I lied, and watching my friends turn their backs when my only friend started to be crack. It became A sickness for it was my addiction, thee only way to rid of it was to die and leave all my sadness behind. But I am happy now that I am in heaven finally belong side, my family and friends that I pushed aside all those times whilst I listened to the demon inside my heart and my mind, Because Drugs Make Me Happy. - Wiko Te Maru
Take my hand victims of hate don't be afraid I'll pull you up and away from this place Come with me into the night We will walk down lanes of soft moon light Come to me lonely souls Fight for your right to be heard Open your eyes sunshine Day light has casted a hazy glow Were not alone Others walk this hidden path as well Put down the knifes that carve your flesh Sew up the wounds that bleed and fester with loves string Take their hands Hold them tight Reassure the need to stay For we all fear the fall back into abandonment Cradle the young left on the streets Fill their hunger by staying with in arms reach Let us walk as one A line that reaches shore to shore For we are strong and loved When we remember are hand are linked as one Let your feet stomp down hate Your hart sing songs of strength Don't let genocide harts think their forgotten Let them find sanctuary in are rebel arms For hatred has wounded and scared us all Take them up and sooth their fears Listen to their stories of war in time when it seems so unfair Do not weep alone my loves Let your tears falls on the shoulders of use that have healed some Rubbing your back to sooth cocking sobs We all must weep when things have become too much to bear For you are not alone nor week Even when others pass over you as if you're unseen So to all my passer bys Bullies Racist And you that pray upon the "week" I can not hate that what you are But I will rebel agents that what you do For us who you hate and torment out number you One day you will feel the wrath of what hate can do And when you do………….. Even you may join are line For even you will cry Even you will feel alone Even you will one day want to die Perhaps you all ready do Perhaps now you see We all need love Love from and for each other We are all human Even you
I write right rites for I dare not get them wrong and if I do I promise you forever will I be one with the darkness that enters strong to take over my faith everything I've ever known to be will quickly be erased I don't think I'd make it that doesn't make me weak no one has crossed over and made it back without scars that can be seen I would rather be with a conscious free of guilt always inviting who I find mighty into the temple I have built I enter my own creation and take a look around to fix the flaws or scrap it all rebuild it on solid ground the morale can be found even in ignorance I admit I'm slightly jealous by your smiles of wild bliss is it really that easy to never give a care for any other person or thing but the reflection behind your stare I wish I knew my limit for then I could plan my life but the constant of the mystery is the source that fuels my might in a moment of clarity I see how small I am so let me back away with face before you know how far I can stretch my imagination a universe inside is born it only lasts for seven minutes before I destroy it with my scorn I'm a danger to myself all my lies are white I will soon unleash the godhead to rectify that one forsaken rite
Walking down the dock on a sunny sunny day, The ground begins to tremble, The boards begin to shake. Side to side the waters start to sway. The houses started crumbling- I'll go the other way. Confused in dismay, What brought on this day. Then to hear steps running, right down my lane. Fear upload,I gotta go, I'm running to the boat. The boat takes off, relief sets in, Then I think again. I look around, my heart then pounds. The demons chasing me, were no longer on the ground. I hit the deck & hold my breath, But do not fear of death. They see my face, its time to go. I'll cut threw the evening show. Somethings wrong,I do not know, We start to over flow. I grab a raft & say good=bye I'm off this f*****g boat. Arrive ashore,can't take no more. Be sure to leave no trace. Their right on my tail,they followed me there. This game no longer a race. Cut threw the yard, Slow down my pace, Look for some where safe. Then to notice, I am all alone, nobody's here in this place. The yellow house,the smell of paste, I'll never forget this place. The spooky sense I feel from here. I hear them @ the gates. I run out back, into the street, then what I come to see. A mansion on top a hill, as far as I can see. I take off quick,& don't look back. For this shyt, I ain't beat. I reach the gates & continue to wait. Hoping salvation for me. --I turned to look and see,my demons in my dreams,are still chasing me,I cannot feel my feet. I get so scared I close my eyes & open again to see. I'm home in my bed,safe as any could be. That was a crazy f***in dream.
On June 25, 1962 prayer was taken out of school It was like losing a ring's precious jewel If you look into America's history You will find that it is no mystery From that date on we haven't been as strong I believe we have done something terribly wrong What they teach in history books simply overlooks Important information that has raised up a blind generation Youth, family, education, and national life is far from the same We have lost morals and values that our forefathers firmly proclaimed A Blessed Nation under God we have always been But in the last 50 years it has become destroyed by an abundance of sin Divorce rate is at an all-time high While so many children grow up fatherless and wonder why Gang violence increases each day Teenage pregnancy has become a common way Young people search for love in all the wrong places Leaders in government wear faulty faces Role models have become extinct Technology while good has caused many jobs to sink A nation rife with perjury Broken marriage covenants In need of surgery Unforgiveness extortion bribery slander and profanity We need God to restore us too sanity Hypocrisy, and lawsuits initiated solely for revenge and personal gain Doing things are own way has caused us much pain The rich are getting richer and the poor sit back and cry People have lost their integrity yet shake their fists at the sky If you want to learn open a bible and begin to read If we listened to its wisdom we wouldn't have so much need We have become too liberal as a whole Besides having so much debt, we are all losing our souls If anyone talks about God in school they risk losing their profession Yet more and more young people suffer from anxiety and depression Many are on medication making doctors filthy rich So many people are dying in their own emotional ditch Statistically we are on a downward spiral Many people turn their heads or just live in denial History is important to learn For it shows us how quickly society can turn We all have to answer to God someday And if I were you I would start to learn his way For if we are going to continue to be America the best We have to take a moment to address All the ways we have allowed this country to slip Take personal responsibility and restore our spiritual grips Weneed to take back the people's power We are living in a crucial hour If we don't open our eyes ears and mouths we will fall instead of just bend who knows this time if this damage we can mend. by: Sabina nicole
Walking away might be the most hardest things for a man to do, you cant even imagine what that feeling can do to you. Falling flat on your face would be better than to look shameful, even walking around naked around the streets would be cool. But like any story in life goes, there is always that one person that will help you get back on your feet and walk again. No matter how much you fall, no matter how much you stumble upon a struggle, that person will be there with you till the end. Give love and thanks to this person who never leaves your side and helps you put a smile on your face everyday. When the day comes to an end and you know that the person has to go, all you can wish is for your special person to stay. Mine has walked away on me, I was so blind that i couldn't see. She wanted everything for her self, for me to change and be what she wanted me to be, but i had to let her go and never see this person again, cause it would only be worse in the end. Writing this is more painful than getting your body tattooed, writing this is more painful than getting over screwed. Writing this is more painful than words, writing this is more painful than razor sharp swords. No matter how much you try to let it out it just wouldn't come out, the pain is way to deep and its almost like its tattooed on your bodies gout. haven't i been hurt enough in this world, i just don't understand why i am being treated like this, is it cause i am better than you and have nothing to look forward too but my blue and black handkerchief? The cut was way to deep my dear, you just cant imagine, i have been cut and bruised for the last time, i can promise you that. No one will ever touch this body or hurt this soul ever again, if you wish to try so, go ahead and check it, but before that go ahead and get yourself a casket.
There I lay upon the curb, my heart still beating An Icy breeze cutting through, my souls was fleeting Looking up into the skies, I saw a flash of hope The clouds divided into blue, and dangled down a helping rope Rising up I start again, I'm fighting stronger The music plays inside my head, this I remember I use the melody to build my strength, I'm shining brighter I lace deceit with the flammable truth, I drop the lighter The phoenix rises from the flames, I see it's eyes Exploded candles ignite the way, I hear it's cries The path I walk leads to my home, a second chance At the end one final trial, it's the devils dance There it lay upon the curb, It's heart still beating Reaching out I take my sword, It's life depleting One final strike and a broken heart, death becomes her The sun comes out and begins to beam, hope forever
The Faithful Servant Thy Beloved Invisible thy to you You to I Yet Bound by our Fathers love on High All of these bodies. Make Up One Nation Under God There is no true life without the Father The Son The Holy Spirit His Spicket Drenches us in his Love He Loves Every One Why Then, Do You Search for answers? The answer is clear Christ is saying to you I AM HERE! ! ! The quest within you from whence born again The transformation was to begin Walking in Blind Faith Though Seeing More Clearly The Lord Is By Our Side He is Our General To Lead us in our battles We strive for Perfection Falling short of His Grace Each Time Knowing We are Human Accepts Us Lovingly He Stretches out his hands with the mighty key of Love Faith Hope Love The Greatest of these is Love He said This is How my Father in Heaven Lived So Shall I By opening the door, you shall wake the Father. Well Done Good and Faithful Servant! ! ! ! Well Done! ! ! Peter LeBuhn
I always used to ask myself this question, "What kind of imprint do I want to leave with people once I pass and am I scared of dying?" I had come to this question again once my grandfather passed.He was an amazing human being who loved God by the way.Anyway, I have learned over time through experiences of my life I have realized something and its what I want others to know, its that Life is a gift.So cherish every minute of it even the smallest moments in time.See, everyday is a new opportunity for Forgiveness.Love.Reconciliation. etc. one will not always have the chance to live promisingly.I believe that people need to go about their lives with the perspective of not what can I do for myself.But, what can I do for someone else.For instance, How can I make someone''s day? Or just simply How can I make a person smile today? For me, there's nothing that brings more joy to me than knowing I may have made a difference in a person's life. I just want others to know that the bigger picture in our existence is not just serving Jesus, but its to serve each other. I mean, of course we need to live for the Lord and spread the Gospel and live our own lives. But, there's nothing wrong with a little selflessness and its very fulfilling to do so. Oh, and No. I'm not scared of dying. You see, The Apostle Paul said it well, "To live is Christ. But, to die is gain." I know that it's different when your told you only have so much time to live than when a family member or friend is told this.But quite honestly, to me it's just death. Besides, if I could leave this earth knowing I changed at least one life, it was very worth living it. .
Stuck in a place with negativity bound within it's Walls. I need to get out of here, before the phone rings with insanity's calls. I burst out of the door into the streets owned by the night. Shadows staring back dodging the lamps light. I begin to walk down the urban corridor of uncertainty. The workers of soul catchers carry out their shady activity. I find myself in the empire of danger invoking pure photo-phobia It's a small price to pay for escaping the mecca of claustrophobia. As I reach the climax of the spiraling vortex tunnel. I walk on tenterhooks as my problems funnel. Facing me at the end of this path, is a door laced with remorse around it's edges. The entrance to unknown stands out with a line of devoted pledges. Those waiting and queuing are the damned and the lost. As I drift towards them, I wonder how much my sin will cost. For I felt the weight of the pressure and stress, forcing me into the light of shame? For I was the puppet master, who poured onto me the petrol and drew the flame. My moment of selfishness was a cardinal sin to myself and others. lacking consideration, deprived of thought for my sisters and brothers. That self indulgent cowardliness, has lead me to this final act. A door beaten with the hands of the damned, regardless it's still intact. As the number descends down to it's final member. I stand there understanding my sin, bound to surrender. Reaching out I grasp the golden handle, and turn it to the right. As I push forward on the door and out bursts a green neon light. My chance of escape has come to a halt, it's time for me to face the jury's end. I stand by my plea of weakness and insanity, as into the court I descend. A skeleton of the peril court rises with a verdict and answer. The jury has decided I was overtaken by a vicious cancer. The disease wasn't voluntary but they agree my cure wasn't correct. My punishment is to fade into the man that never was, with immediate effect.
You regret your foolish disclosure, as you confessed to be a cold hearted lover for she was lost of hope n' sacrificed herself from this crest for her love for you consumed her totally, though her broken heart, in the care of the angels choir, now sings reforged in the fires of immortality… You lived your life in the garments of a scar around your heart, covered in bark, thrombosed to the love of another, it now cries in virtue n' chastity from the sentient tree that consumed your ashes n' dust in the grave at the top of the crest by the sea… I give to you Poet my blessing, so you can relinquish your guilt n' pain of love's abandoning from the bed of blame you made of your grave, for your quill is at peace till your homecoming into this world, my sweet poet come back to me… For time was your crest from this day you have leapt, you are forgiven my love so rise, let go your purgatory n' perhaps one day we will meet once again as your soul escapes the gravity of captivity, now owlish n' wise let it fly to our destiny… Though not a word is spoken in these moments of conjuration from a lover long gone in an age of castles n' quests by the sea, it stormed all night n' I remained by your grave side till sunrise n' the flame in your eyes became the Immortal's fire to reforge a tarnished heart, for your tortured soul now understands n' through the flames your mind will follow… Now I see the picture you have painted in the illusion of the rainbow n' I sense the birth of humility n' grace as the sun breaks through the storm clouds, for your poem of remorse finally rests n' you my love are reborn with angel wings to ride mother earth's breath…
The young dream their dreams away at night Hoping they come true A doctor,policemen,veterinarian and other dreams are developed by the young Too naive to understand the ways of the world Determined as ever to achieve their dreams The old regret the dreams they could never accomplish They had dreams but unknowingly never came true You go from living a world full of dreams To living the reality that is life Why do we let our dreams die We were so excited as young kids At the foot step of our dreams Were we haunted by the mountain we had to climb To make our dreams come true Did we simply quit Because of society's pressure Did money deter our dreams away while we slept at night Did we let doubt creepy into our hearts Silently killing all of our dreams without realizing it Why do dreams die so quickly When we spent years of our youth Hoping that we could get an opportunity To make them come true Dream big, chase your dreams and never let them die
God said; My provision for you is more than enough. I'll see you through when the going gets rough. I'll give you joy unspeakable and the half hasn't been told. I am Jehovah...your provider... more precious than gold. I am the sufficient one who's able to meet your need. Come to the table I've prepared for you...and feed. Eat of the Bread of Life that only I can give! Allow it to enrich your soul each day you live. Come and drink of my water which never shall run dry. I am the eternal one.! I am El-Shaddai! I can quench your thirst in a dry and barren land. I am here for you! Give me your trust and your hand. Let me do what no other power or God can do. I am that I am! I am God! And I'm here for you! By Jim Pemberton
Fear conquers and guides them like sheep in a trance with their weak-willed existence only leaving nothing to chance defy and define this reality to your making I was born into blessing behold your creation Worship the free thinking for they think like God's weaving such narrow path so the sheep don't stray off seems that religion, in my opinion started off as an experiment until it's control was so spiritual it became a universal experience the only path ever laid out was to follow or burn close your eyes into religion, or open them, to learn My evolution was a revelation I could not foresee gave my all to be all me thus, escaping such dull sanity don't let the fear drive you away to become one little lost sheep thinking they know everything yet, follow so blindly A million billion stars await to see if I shall fade if that day becomes my fate I won't care what comes to be for I am free from your influence as you try and pull me down don't you know I laid at the bottom and escaped the worst of it somehow Whats the use of a follower or a leader to guide control telling them what they need to hear to feel less fear than before careful now not to fall asleep for it could be your death walking in the demonic trance right over a rocky cliff as you say your fighting for pretend beliefs with no realization left for yoursellf as if you were not even existing except to follow the thought trails of someone else.
A bridge in maze through shift it gaze Torn From pillars being built in monuments to the sun; A mouth to live yet viable led scorn, In truth will learn as chivalry turn to worst; Born under a bad sign in rudimentary fragmented parts... Sheer brilliance led to essential eloquence, Supernatural... Torn, I see a gate negate to climb In distant fervor swept from behind One in twain yet marked on its blotted page fully intact; The deception lies in you amidst a shade of thorns, Branded by ivy delusional thought provoking pitch, A mind blinded lying headlong in a ditch... In sunlight we gasp for air through pillars in illustrative thought Torn between the world I know Then to escape into the one I wish to go A soul harvest to its plain; The ghastly pitch lest I refrain again, The light on the charitable offering still shines; A tongue in cheek sublime rhyme, Fought back its silence to numb its pain escape A slide to cope in a favorable episode explode; With no shelter to cry the outset of the fall In silence its refusal of the slight of hand To once again greet the average no it all Fought back its silence to numb its pain once again To shine in episodes of discipline within Higher elements of discomfort & scorn Torn A bridge of light once again to push away its pain within A slope to cope a guard to wear; Briars and silence amidst harlots with pain The toll of lost lovers let lose in my brain Torn In episodes of anger In the creative reply to things; In destination of negate vile authority Blinded by things that don't even please Torn ~ Socialized wandering wizards in a heavy garb of compromise Devastation in mass anhiliation the saga of paradise lost Torn With heads of state in vile treatment of hate No sense to delegate or leave it up to fate! ~ Torn
1. I nee some bo, bo paper! 2. Kiss my bo..bo... 3. Liar, Liar sock's on fire! 4. Life is hope I need some Pope Hope is man folks.... 5. Mercy Said No...No ischeca-duta in bed.... Isch-cha-denta a pillow to night So daddy, Isheah-denta-ooo and I love you too. 6. I didn't Isch-cha-duae to day' But for my own sake I will pray this way 7. Mercy said no Ish-chu-de to night Cause I said so A pillow to sleep on my bed And a Gorilla in my head I am kind of scared That Gorilla might Ischeh-duta-eat me' Look under my bed Uncle Gary GF *****Note:***** Every little girl want's to Isch-cah-duta some-time's...... :-)'s.....Kiss>kiss
A woman, who I once thought was great. A flick of the switch, and all the light fades She laughed and she pointed... She made me pay. And for no good reason, one miserable day Yet still here I stand, strong and unscratched Your greatest mistake was teaching me that. To be who I am and to shine how I shine To give the greatest gift, which is mine. And day by day, I know ill be fine. To love and to share and make sure I smile Even though what you did, will linger for a little while. The effect of your words,sticks, stones and lies The truth of my strength behind tear filled eyes At the end of the day, inside is what counts. Happy she was to be such a cow Making everyone believe its the other way round. This anger inside, building myself I must stop myself from trying to help. I take a deep breath every day, and bit by bit you will vanish away. She deserves nothing, the world needs to see but if I did that, how much better would I be? And tonight I say, "oh my, what a day", I'm now allowed to see a more beautiful way.
I will rise from the bodies you threw down you wasted, gunning down old men's dreams and women's smiles. I will shake the leathery hand of rejection, and scream blue success, until you take your last breath and sink below. I will earn my drum and beat it tirelessly. I will rise I will shine I will concur.
On a windswept hill crest by the sea there is a lonely ancient sentient tree that seems so figuratively familiar to me, I wonder why this can be n' who my heart longs for when I'm here n' why love gives no guarantee… Though I visit here frequently, today I was summoned, beckoned by the branches of this solitary tree swaying in the breeze, to this charming yet purgatorial space... I knelt down upon this strange magical place n' was carried away as my fingers traced an owl's feather to my face n' wondered why I loved n' despised this fateful place… My body shivered, internally tingling n' with grace, some kind of enlightened knowing I could not erase n' like the sentient tree that cradles you within, I sensed your ethereal embrace… Silence ends where you begin, I heard the likes of Aeolian sing "Oh my Immortal" n' your poetic voice disturbed the chaos in the winds of my mind n' there within returned the memory of your handsome androgynous face… I said… "Come let my hands play upon your skin" n with my thoughts gathering to replay a scene across time of broken hearts n' love's abandoning reflected in the fire of your eyes n' a touch of a feather upon my face… I'll never know your name or how many tears were cried in the oceanic depths of your pleasure n' pain, though the salt I can taste in the tempest of this darkening day as the wind heralds your scent n' presence unto me… I'll never know all who walked hand in hand here before me or where each discarded shell has been as the seasons flew away, yet I now know why a thousand Halloweens were your destiny n' you summoned me to transcend my mortality n' the meaning of silent words at play this day… Our ancient bodies lay together here beyond mortal touch, though in my present existence I no longer recall our names, they are lost in my many lifetimes yet kept in the Goddess's providence… Though no longer you feel my touch or pleasure n' pain I'll plant a flower as a blessing on top of our grave, above the waves, where your soul is a slave to this sentient tree cradling your ashes n' bones returned to dust…
You left me standing there With out a word to say You get in his car And I watch him drive away You hurt me so much And I just stood there in the rain Grinded me teeth And just took the pain Now you tell me sorry And how you miss my touch But how can I forgive you When it still hurts so much No only did she leave But she rubbed it in my face While I was at work She would bring him in my place Never forget the way he smile Looking at me with his evil eyes Thinking what a fool I was Not to see her cheating lies Now she stands in front me Like a broken tram missions clutch But how can forgive her When it hurts so much What goes around, comes around My grand mother use to say They left me a broken man Now look who's crying today A man will use a woman Just to cause her husband pain But when she leave home for him Then there is no excitement again So he will leave her now And move on to his next victim Then she will call her husband Saying she sorry and she miss him But who laughs last Laughs the best And the karma Will take care of the rest Now she stands in front my door Say she wants to relight the torch But how can I forgive When it hurts so much Many nights I cry alone Thinking of him getting your touch So tell me how I can forgive When it hurts so much
Sometimes you seem to be the person, I once knew and fell in love with, And sometimes you just seem to appear, To be a perfectly stranger to me. Which Causes me to wonder, If I should be here or not, Because it makes me wonder, If this thing we have is really meant to be. In your heart and mind, You never see what is wrong, Cause you only see the green pasture, Instead of the thickets and thorns, Our relationship will never get any better, If things don't change, And we both work on clearing out the painful parts, Because it will keep us both cut up, with hearts that are torn. Sometimes I really wonder if you, Want this to work out or not, Cause you say one thing but, Your heart isn't really in this, Like it used to be, And hasn't for a really long time, Which brings me back to the question, If this is meant to be?
What If… Christmas Never Happened??? What if Christmas never happened? What if Christmas never came? Things around here would be different! It wouldn't be the same! What if the baby Jesus was never born in a manger? Mankind would be in serious trouble. We'd all be in danger! If the baby Jesus wasn't born. There would be no nativity. We wouldn't be able to display this during our "festivity." It's almost like this now! It's an "ever increasing business." It seems like nearly everyone wants "Christ out of Christmas!" Why does it seem like Christmas is losing it's true meaning? The very words; "Merry Christmas," seem to be quickly disappearing! Many say; "Happy Holiday." They worry they may "offend." Having a "holiday" without Christ…. Once again! We need to put Jesus Christ back into our CHRISTmas season! He is what Christmas is about! HE is the very reason! May we all take some time to rejoice in our savior's birth. May there be shouts of JOY! From the corners of the earth! Let's not take Christ out of our joyous celebration! We need him so much right now! All over this great nation! May we bring to him a heart of love for everything he's done. As we bring honor to Christ. God's precious son! May we continually offer to him a heart filled with praise! Not only at Christmas time… But all of our days! By Jim Pemberton
These gentle clouds move without hesitation over the glow of my understanding. Watching without eyes listening without ears they dance to the song of the humble breeze. Elegant birds of white follow underneath the night skys there feathers reflect the natural light painting a masterpiece with there luminous wings. As I lay here forgeting time I watch this beauty and learn to appreciate but never do I desacrate my friend's true work of art. Sweet dreams dreamer....
Days and nights and the universe I The musty monsoon insects with swelled bellies soggy paper boats. II Curiosity a black feathered bird peeps in, there is no return. III Close the eyes, its night. A bat has taken a bite; the fruit rolls away. IV The desolate rails. Millions of butterflies, they reign the wild shrubs. V Crystallized water, this rock has witnessed years, a fly has more eyes. =© 2009 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar
Aborted Babies… Innocent life is being murdered each day. While our courts say that it's legal and "o.k." Women getting pregnant and maybe don't understand. The tragedy that's happening all over this land! Is this really something that many people have willed? To have the unborn to be "torn apart and killed?" Many are told abortion is the "best thing to do." But not knowing who else to turn to. Government pretends to have an answer for this. But it's just turning into one huge mess! Read the Bible and you will come to know. The God who created you… Loves you so! Jesus knew you in the womb! Your hair color and name! He saw your body when out of your mother you came! He saw your little heart the first time it beat! And saw your mother the first time she tickled your feet! There is never one unwanted person on God's list! You are precious to him… And are never missed! He knows each life and every heart that's beating! And brings purpose, love and a TRUE meaning! BY Jim Pemberton
Once, I entered insanity with nothing and walked away with something can only be explained as knowing everything is perception nothing is real just the really fake and the only power is in that which you create something from nothing a simple knowing no one ever knew me except for what they accepted from everything but the source for I am eternal a nothing existence in an invisible sun everything dead that it touches Your all just figments of my imagination and this whole wide world a small part of my creation just for entertainment I gave you pleasure never could measure any ounce of belief because the image only ever existed as a small internal knowing I knew it was there I know I existed while your living only through my cancerous cells Words hurt, and pain kills too many problems two little pills no more sorrow it serves no use no one cares when they feel abuse words build into a sentence as many lines lead me to finish a guilty closure, a salty sweet that can't maintain as words to be I close my eyes, to nod away the pain sustains, eternally.
Split apart your ribcage, Open up the corridor, and let me come in Uneasiness instantly strikes through me Let me sway away... Let me flutter away... Like a butterfly out of its cocoon I'm trapped! Let me depart Split apart your ribcage, Unwrap me, let me go! Believe me...reflect on me Let me sway away...flutter away Let us both seek the sun, So we can grow together once more You think everything good is gone – you're dead wrong! You think this is the end – think again! I'll make you feel like you belong! There's a new beginning – this is not the end Our hearts will never wither away or bend Our faith will never be shaken We won't be pushed out of shape and bakin' Split apart your ribcage, Unwrap me, for I'm left untamed Scrub away my filthy rage Feeling this shame that must not be named "Let it go! Let it go!" – easy for you to say Oh! Maybe I'll let it go another day Just leave me be, so I can feed off of my dismay I spread my wings and attempt to reach for my dreams But, I'm such a loser…it's not what it seems My self-esteem is broken My loneliness is a remorse that is unspoken Believe me...reflect on me Give me a chance…to experience cloud seven's ecstasy Trust me…I know why I'm here, stranded in the middle of the wild, treacherous sea The treacherous sea describes the way I feel, churning with hardly any dignity Don't fed me another spoonful of agony I'll spit it out in envy…in displeasure… Let me see what's in store in the future, promising amity My sentiments will be as unpredictable as weather Resurrect the delight, crawling in my veins and make me someone better Someone who deserves praise and someone who is mature If I can have three wishes, they would sure be: To release me from his ribcage, To help me be more emotionally stable, And to boost my self-esteem? Raped by this sensation of disbelief and lament I am shocked that I was in captivity my whole life Been saying that I love you lately for multiple reasons, but I will take it easy this fine, splendid day that I simply adore! ! ! Chilled to the bone; basking in shivering shame and abolishing avarice Acknowledging what I've done in the past and learning to let it go somehow...I'll look up to God and He will gladly heal me from my injuries and be my compass 24/7 - you're my heaven Growing fast & still learning to live with this heartache in mind Empty as a drum - you're not filling in my gaps What would your three wishes be? Follow your dreams and be free!
up and down feelings floor to the ceiling big and the small or barely at all jumble of thoughts build up like a compost all of the utmost useless importance String me along for days like ever present unaware essence of the magical sun's scorching lashing out r shooting through the vacant space only one destination like a certain pinpoint revelation Stabbing back we surprise attack the only shock comes to me as an afterthought... I hold in the hatred until it becomes sacred I inhale the passion nothing more natural than my outward reaction addition through the simplest subtraction the hate is so hard to replace what is left to drive me the anger inside me I am here because of my rage brought me to the brink of breakage just when the point is revealed naked it disappears, retreating through the hatred Where is it hiding? I miss the surge burning into my every word the last I remember I was misplaced, self centered when the source was discovered a curious love entered and drove out the negative edited and erased
A ritual born as radiance toils straight forth from my center eye threatening to overshadow everything that you are like a bad cancer that takes life from afar that takes back what was never given and return what was never there as a sign you truly care if not now when, how and where? I can't feel back very long I can't send back what went wrong I can't sense that in a fog that's encircling so many pawns A blue baby is always sad just maybe there's more to that his happy gland broken, he hopes it back pick up the pieces then glue them intact I am more than a maybe but less than a yes more better than average yet far from best at least not the worst its reserved for a time when I give up trying and pay all an unpaid mind A care these days is hard to give a bad decision is hard well lived a stare unknowing to spark a burst that sets off a chain into random verse that starts a seance of heavy chanting until blood and sweat build from heavy panting I'm alive, survived where others fell went in and came out of the wishing well with more than just a fist of pennies I let loose a wish so pretty it will radiate now for years to come why do I wait forever when twenty eight years have come and gone?
Its not like I asked for this It's something else besides But knowing there is no way out Just tears me up inside. It's like suffocation Like drowning on dry land Impossible, not really On my knees for I cannot stand You make promises and break them all Crush them into dust Moving on isn't helping To just leave things in the past Burnt down to ashes, black and cold Another day goes by Another day in which I mean naught Left on low, not on high I do not beg for this torture To be left out on my own But you make it seem like that's what I want And again I'm left alone One day you'll pay the price for this And regret it everyday You deserved it for what you've done And that's all I have to say You make is sound like it hurts you more That you're the victim here Truth is you stand by and watch me cry And seem not to even care
I failed to defend my precious eminence That all I've heard is the sound of disgrace The news had speard without my innocence That flaps its wings conveying my face I sat aside in the dark corner of my room To shy to see the word outside In me the secret that will trigger my doom The shame that forces me to hide Those smile I saw had broke my heart The voices I've heard had brought me pain The hateful stares wishing me depart A sorrow fall of one's in vain These nightmares appears when I'm in bed That I vow to death to take my life The blood that flows well never shed The pain in me not caused by knife Ill paint this sorrow upon my lonely grave This shame torments me until I die Forever more hides in forgotten caves And kiss them all to say goodbye
All of us were there that day/ Yet not in the physical aspect, It was a very spiritual notion/ Not some encounter from a heavenly omen, Beneath the soil amidst a great gulf fix, Some have become a bit transparent/ Perhaps a little cumbersome ? While other's having claimed to experience all the fullness, Little did they know that king's and queen's would all bow to thee, Amidst the given turmoil of the unfortunate vast excursion ! Still in the garden that day they all fell asleep/ Yet still all of us were there, When the roman solder's ripped off your beard ! Still some of us it's too hard to fathom it, Some finding it to intense and a bit weird ! Having common passerby's spit in his face/ While still there were many angels in waiting to take vengeance on those, Yet Jesus didn't choose that route of passage, With no sense of remorse nor a common disgrace, We were all their that day ! Even when beloved Mary your loving mother wept ! Fashioned with real tears for her son, While they tore into his flesh ! Until there was nothing left but exposed bone, When all the nails had mounted you to the rugged cross/ We all knew that this wasn't some tragic loss ! With words', "Father please forgive them for they know not what they do ?" He said the prayer now the rest is up to you ? We all had learned Lord what your beloved father really knew/ We were all there that day/ When after three days you suddenly rose from the grave ! Although still many had rejected you ? The god of this world had blinded many eyes/ Does all of this come at some big surprise for it is written in the scriptures for our benefit ? Lest they all should see and be healed, For even Pilate had found no fault in thee, Yet he gave into the crowds cry's and demands ! Having vicious fangs nor swollen teeth/ Which all gnash abruptly ! Having a fish dinner with Peter for breakfast/ The was fully after your grand exit, We were all there that day/ Henceforth, even to this present moment in time, Today, everything we pray for we can all visualize you being there, For we were all their that day !
Missing past loves, Can hurt you in so many ways, But makes you compare, Everyone to that one love. Which can be good and bad, In so many ways, Because no one can compare to that one person, But it can keep you from being in situations, That you should not remain in or stay. Some people are good, And some are just out to hurt you, However, you must take your time, And judge carefully, So you know who is true. Yes, life has its ups and downs, And you must take each time, As a learning experience, For if you do, And listen to every noise, That hits your ears, You will hear those sounds are very important sounds! Some are Cries of love, anger, hurt, and cries of pain, But if you don't listen carefully, And hear any of them, Nothing will matter in your life, And the most important thing in your life, Will fly away like a dove. Then it will be the same old road, Over and over again, And unless you change, It will continue to repeat itself, And you will put a wall up
There is only you and me were universal speak our minds until they become controversial the current administration couldn't build a tent that's why I should run for president I would represent you all as I hate you, equally no justification just in my way, literally the broken egg shells I walk on for you to cringe your nails and do as you do Mary wasn't quite contrary on this particular conspicuous evening it seems she's overdressed for the occasion wearing nothing but a green wreath over places What's the difference between me and you? I have power beyond imagination and control of my dreams you misunderstand the smallest of things and then blame me for your state of denial I'm in a state of comfortness but must move forward in order to progress otherwise I am just oppressed or overly blessed, and won't digress.
Lantern Burn A Gateway I waited at the edge of this deserted cave for you to come to take me home. Scatter my ashes in the hillside Overlooking the blue sea Paint my face with this red dirt. Harsh is this desert sand The sun bakes my flesh and dissolves my saliva My last day's death a serpent cometh on me In haste even my lantern bows slowly day by day Day is night my oil burns fast Hurry my love I wait. Take me away from here remember me The flight soars high always a bloom the exit only a new. Pen paper all wrapped up my last sweat, last breadth Last teardrop. I made it my sweet; slow is your walk, my heels wish you near Be close yet stay far. I waited to play my harp for you Come when the dice man role your numbers No sooner, better yet later. ©2005 Pamela Creary PAC
One set of footprints in the sand Perhaps someday we all will understand With both surf & overhead sun A hand to hold having shelter to protect from all harm The shelter amidst a storm we run Having one set of footprints in the sand Each of us will choose our own destiny understand With hand to hold its vested energy exposed One set of footprints in the sand Shattered glass extending into solemn pier While then overhead seagulls flying throughout the air then disappear I had shed a single tear to numb its inner pain With moments like these filled up in solace then to refrain Ever present laughter amidst the inner turmoil & pain One set of footprints in the sand Child of nature the son of man One set of footprints in the sand Hoping someday all will understand In dire search for want beneathe the tide in discontent Many as of late our already late on their rent The economy in trouble & Obama not even making a dent? In cloven asps filled with tears In life it often pays to switch gears To suck it up & swallow your inner fears We all long for something yet what? Through the years amidst all pain & tears One makes you want to even throw up, In sadness fought against the window pane As shallow tempers having elapsed with fear insane!
Here I stand facing liquid glass, the flowing of the faces are haunting out my past. Stepping through the mirror to face my pulsing fears, I pass the corridor of the damned, and collect the angels tears. The price of pain I caused is peeling away my face, the features that catalyst the sorrow, are crumbling with pace. My bright blue eyes become grey stone, and wrinkles invade the smooth. The sands of time begin to rush, as the angels cries are soothed. The scales of justice begin to balance, as retribution hangs. I see the writing on the wall, and written red across my hands. I find myself truly redemptive and understand my wrong. The angels recognise my growth, and begin their final song. Suddenly the corridor falls, baring an empty room. It's the attic of the house I live in, my face is back in bloom. The mirror holds a sheet of the future, a warning in advance. I take my errors and correct them, and start my second chance.
We jump off the delirious thoughts into measured wisdom Big huge chains of thought and mists of dream boat invention While out on leave from the present day The world turns another inch in your favor Misty morning metal armor, the dream bent on delivering the goods Trying to peel the outer layer of a person Trimming the infested material born drumbeat Hey man it's one more time and I'll be on my way Back to the brilliant splash of molten storybook teamwork Jeffrey Bovee 01/11/2012
The older I get brain damage pain manages to destroy a poet expresses in twisted conceptions don't you wanna peek inside The eerier the night the more I come to life like a vampire lost in the street a viscious bite I pray until alright I may be more lost than tomarrow or I may remember myself now I may have been a winner but for all, in all I sorrow For when I touch into that inner llight I try and guide through by the candlesight as darkness is pushing its boundries in farther take the oxygen, out in order but somehow the candle now burns firm... like the question or listen to the legends that lay tapered off from the world it seems that seems off course in an unknown monk's hand everything has a cycle and all life has a plan when the top of that order has made me a man
Wide eyes Panic lips hovering right below a scream hair pulled into a fist mouth covered panicked eyes wide heart rattling fear
I'm in a state of karma confusion if I look stirred part of the illusion I'm in the middle of karma collection I make amends in karma correction It comes back times ten make your life spin it all spirals down and cycles again it breaks the strong and lifts the weak karma confusion is of what I speak Do you know where you stand will your debts be paid off in the end? will you have a good life or fill it with sin in dire need of karma correction ethics and morals for better or worse if the worse don't get better I feel karma cursed i feel I might burst into a big ball of fire until my heart finds its one true desire Happiness, truth, love and peace will I find these before I decease or will I turn green filled with envy for every whole person I dare wish to be I see it in me so I spur into action or the karma police will arrest me in fashion overflowing with passion and a hunger so deep karma is coming tenfold owed to me.
Had a dream about my Pa tonight, We all went out with them to Lake Loral Nancy His wife cooking up a good ol' Chicken Pot Stew slow-cooked set way up high atop the hickory us loading up the Bayliner for our afternoon fishing trip. We reminisced, Canoe in toe as we used to do just in case, yes just as we did back then; you-know if either would wished to float to one or more sides with the Canoe tied to the railings of the boat, or more or less to widen the chance at a greater spot to cast a gander upon our luck... . My Father by adoption; having-stated many times early on in-all of our teenier all together, God being-in-charge of all good-Blessings and if-you will--luck... we'll always catch some albeit one Yes I began to see through this statement he mentioned often God is always presenting always providing this-His Honest Hope, for us both--as I believe like my Pa, for any one yes everyone who is patient remains-open... ! Our woes, and Peace abiding... uncertainty grievances questions yes laughter were our main recollections as we dropped our first lines as we cast them... . I tell you I truly did love Him, still love Him, will always I figure... yes I know Some folk are so defined never wish to grow any further their Character divorced by Cancer, Nary did my Father allow it. On the day he passed He told Nancy, "I love my life. My Family Children. Love all those close to me.... but I'm tiered just plain wore out." the Lord took Him that night, the next day forthcoming I was told and O how I cried — But then realized as I saw he lived the greater life - He worked on this purpose until the day he died, and so for all he work for this final reprieve — it was for all of the ones he loved, because I feel for all whom he loved, he'd prayed for all to do the same... Yes a suffering in kind the same I'm seeing now - All-of-it I'm-finding; because he taught me the greater of his Faith nary a day apart from Him, and me... his youngest Son two Others older Sons if you will, yes I feel his family and friends still have this eminent belief to boast; Yes, in-the Company--Comfort... of Jesus' Peace... !
Shelf life of lights = A thoughtful commentary on the shelf-life of sunshine flares up on the kitchen; here her quick hands have been getting pickled and spicy, with each turns of time she's spent. Days are, of course, growing thin; like her little family which has been unfastening. Son has gone to the town; his dad has lost appetite; the vegetable patch've dried. She looks at the brown cat, it seems to attain bodhi. The salty air teases her hair, unknotted it. "You look great." The wind's accent, slightly slurry, comes inside. It reminds her of youth, insouciant, innocent. =© 2009 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar
Withdrawing sea waters withdraws from the sands and dunes. I see I am chasing waters as a kid, back then. I never missed a chase. Now that I'm older I miss you. I love you, never will I be able to love you less than I love you.. I am able to love less about myself! Now that I feel the sea is with you and away from me. I love less.
Dream depth Dreams are the Leatherback tortoises lazing across the Caribbean's; the blue water and columns of sun. dreams have seen the ruins, the pieces of lost cities, Atlantis; buried. Dreams have touched the fossilized white bones of a father, a fisherman, who sunk. The boy wakes up, runs on bare feet towards the shore where his dreams are. =© 2009 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar
Her shout drowns in her scream... Herself delivered unto core... The craving of a justice... ...emotions abandoned... ...In silence message recalled.. ...delivered past protects you... ...As a child was distraught... ...A healing has come over her... ...In the silence, angels taught... ...Abandon deep dark secrets... ...with soul bathed at rivers' edge... ...whispers of tenderness visit her... ...For the angels' they did pledge... ...In the timeless more and more... ...Pain deliver unto us beauty... ...In truth, all times will heal... ...with understanding, and forgiveness... ...In you, you will find the real... ...The more the silence bathes you... ...The more the soul assured... ...Pain deliver unto us beauty... ...No man can destroy... ...understanding with good reason... To indulge the pain...no victim...no rescue... The belief in angels will restore... Pain deliver us unto beauty... ...The angel inside the truth... Pain deliver unto us Beauty... ...and this beauty...the knowing in you...
The shining blue and white ===================== White enters inside, the psyche is being blurred, a tree's chalky smile… Winter, I am here now, mist roams midst my mind shining blue is worn by sky. The eyes follow truths reach a garden. Lost Eden. A white unicorn hops over my nervous system. Is it love I see in the shadows around me? Migratory birds flying over the blue lake. My hands touch hers. © 2008 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar
Only You found me and brought me, only You could make me whole, and break me down just to build me up. Only You could see me in my sin, only You looked where no one could, and saw me when I was nothing. Your all of me, I am thine forever- hide me behind the Cross and lead me home! Only You could shatter all that I wasn't, only You breathed life within me, and led the way through all this darkness. Only You can hold me up when I find it hard to breath, only Your light shines within me, so Your all I see. Your all of me, I am thine forever- hide me behind the Cross and lead me home! (c) October 15, 2007 Rosemarie Schrock
Many there be have turn their backs to thee/ No sense of remorse, No notion of integrity or respect/ You stand so proud with your head in the air/ Waving your hands like you just don't care ? But none the worse for wear, Heroes Are Not Forgotten ! Those men and women who have waved the banner high ! With every bit of stregnth that have fought with no remorse, We often get tongue tied within ourselves/ In the great melted pot we call The United States of America, It was for freedom that our ancestor's fought to so desperatley uphold/ Far too many of us take it for granted ! They have eyes but tend to look the other way/ Paying litle to no homage to buw their heads to pray ? One day every knee will bow and tongue confess that Jesus Christ is Lord ! There will be no mistake about it ! Those that pierced his side and pulled his beard/ Many say that us Christians are wierd/ You will know on that very day that he's not someone that you could play ! Heroes Are Not Fogotten ! Just look what that ass did Ben Laden ! We need to speak up now or forever hold your peace/ This world for some is a will for power, Perhaps your all in need for a long cold shower/ Stay up late to listen to the radio The Hour Of Power ! No, Heroes Are Not Forgotten in this land of cotton ! We will lift up our head high to look toward the sky/ As a beacon of hope to a hurting worls in need/ Where as other's are just dying to see you bleed, We will remember John Wayne in this old house of pain/ Bob Marley and The Wailer's, Ronald Reagan and his awesome plans ! Last but the best Jesus is my man !
Yet my soul senses the passion n' desire of your heart was composed in the language of love unto lust that I could never poetically impart, still I know the flame burns with pleasure n' pain for all who find it outside their immortal heart… I sense the reflected fire of your eyes n' I wish not to recall the unspoken secrets of your poetry n' the names lingering here, romancing the waves caressing rocks n' the chant of consumable miseries of mortal hearts to rupture into suicide … I know how your fingertips awakened her virginity when she was your lover in leisure to the music of your acclivitous words hypnotising her virtuous seventh heaven of sexual overtures n' into the depths of clitorious pleasure… She was one of many who summoned the angels of ecstasy by the priestess of your tongue that preferred all inamoratas to be kept at distance for their purpose of use was to be your poetic muse but she was (heavy sigh) your destiny… When you dared to indite your desires of others with an empty quill upon her naked flesh remembering still their scent n' taste, she flared with jealous rage n' you were vainglorious for your lovemaking was illustrious as you celebrated far n' wide… In her aroused escapade you wished you had braced yourself for her pain as she summoned the green demons with covetous wings within her mind, for she would have laid down her life for you, though you did not understand this treasure was a love that was true… For she longed to be your only lover though your fingers of rhyme teased a tongue to rhythmically confess your request to crucify her heart in unrequited love n' her thighs in a symphony of continuous casual pleasure… You declined true love for the endless line of carnal lust with debutantes, bridesmaids n' dames for perfect in everyway to be with you she must, like your poetry symmetrical n' consummate, a figure of flawless beauty n' face.. To compose in repose your words in kisses upon a page of thy lover's lips, the idealised immaculate perfect place, her face was scared by a trace yet her beauty of heart within was a gift given by the goddess's grace… She had a long thin line down the side of her face though I know this flaw to be upon your soul, it never left your body n' mind as they turned to dust, where perfection once prevailed yet overbalanced without grace for your heart was forged of carnal lust
Babies, Babies Like to get rabies. That's the way babies rock. Writers, Writers Like nice highlighters. That's the way Writers rock.
Opening up was the best thing I could have ever did All those things that made me & embarrassed me as a kid You never looked at me different because my past was shameful Talked to you about some of the things in my life that we're still painful I am human, filled with emotions and lots of anger Hate filled my heart to the point I wanted to lock it in a chamber How I feel is as real and emotional as it gets Stress consumed me for years, felt like I needed a cigarette Needless to say the battle has been done I'm still standing and breathing so I must have won The ultimate prize of keeping my sanity and myself free Love the fact my past is so messed up… It really made me You I give the ultimate credit for finding my inner voice Felt like with you I have to write, it really leaves me no choice I am a woman, blemished, flawed and tortured by life Invisible wounds on my heart from being cut by life's knife But still I stand and hold my head up High I only have one life and I refuse to give up and Die I am woman, lover, and loyal friend till this life takes me away I only wish I could have told you all the things I wanted to say I understand that people are placed in life for all types of reasons With you I guess it was only meant for a season Learned a lot about myself with the help of you You embraced me with ease and had no clue Life had killed me, left me emotionally dead Then I met you, felt like the best thing I never had The make up of me is so complex, guarded & sad I'm learning to let go of it all, no more hanging on to the past All those people that did wrong by me can officially get a rash Living for me now so I gives no care how you feel This is me, uncut, uncensored… I feel the need to be real No longer taking my past and feeling sorry for how it was Living life to the fullest… Just like everyone else does Don't feel sorry for me I am no longer a victim, I'm Free Just letting the world know I am no longer ashamed of being me The mirror I used to run from I now embrace The hate that was once in my heart has now been replaced That frown that I always wore because if hurt to smile I keep this smile permanently embedded and it's going to be here for a while I am no longer sad…. I'm so focused on my life and moving forward Carrying all that hate and anger around was such a burden Free..Free.. Free from life's tortures and Pain Standing on my own two feet with a smile is how I will remain
Jesus Could Have Called 10,000 Angels… On a cross… Jesus suffered for you and me. He could have called 10,000 angels to set him free. Nailed to this cross, he went through so much pain. He knew his purpose and the reason why he came. Being there for all of mankind was his choice. Weakened and alone… One could hear his voice; "Father forgive them." "They don't know what they're doing!" As the crowd listened… Many began believing. "My God why have you forsaken me?" With one last breath… And then... And very quickly… There was death! For all of the pain and suffering he was to endure Was so that a plan of salvation is now secure. This same Jesus, who was to rise again. Is forever to be our atonement for sin! Seated at the right hand of God the father... In heaven above.. He awaits there for us all with an abundance of love! Won't you accept his gift of life that he's giving? And allow him to forever change the way you're living! By Jim Pemberton
Two realities. = "You can never give someone something without losing it, feeling its loss." He tells me, his dreamy eyes fixed on the currencies quivering in the evening breeze coming down. Time is purring from the bushes, shrubs. The monies disappear soon, like those clever parrots, always alert. He is now my appointed guide; together we enter the verdant density of the immense unknown. From behind, my hotel's verandah tries to keep looking at us through green trees and leaves; at last utterly fails. We come to the ancient cedar with two owls, presently sleeping. A rodent comes out to try to salvage the foods, it has left hearing steps. Soon the owls will rise. Then it will be same 'hide and seek' before the rodent is eaten. We are there. Waiting for a predator as entertainment. =© 2009 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar
It might be cliche but we must right all our wrongs. Bringing downfall to the susceptible ones. I know I am not. One to preach. But truth and dignity, from which I Believe. Come old faithful one. Enlighten by my Sun. Shaping the fortunes for worlds to come. Denying all grief. For I am the beholder of Sum. Stray away from paths, less likely to fall. Bring forth the witnesses, From Empires to Pawns. So come old fateful one. Lord soon, Day You will become. I am a man of my word. Songs of Rapture amongst patrons. Prosperity for all, who kneel to the sounding drums.
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Escaping God's Judgement Judgement shall begain at the house of God/ We shall all face God's "correction rod." It will begin with the righteous... What shall the unsaved do? They can pray and run... where will they run to? If the righteous are scarcely saved. Where will the ungodly hide? Every "trick in the world" has already been tried! It's time to "stop playing games"-- no more "pretending." This world(as we know it)will soon be ending! Come before God now... Kneel before his throne. It's only be accepting his son can you have an eternal home! You can try fooling the people you meet each Sunday. But a day of reckoning with God will happen someday/ "Forgive me Lord. I have sinned!" must be spoken. So every weight and bondage can now be broken! He loves you so much and desires to make you whole! By his blood... your sins can be as white as snow! When God's judgement comes... You needn't be ashamed. Reach out to him now... and call on his name! By Jim Pemberton 2010
Your hands n' your caress traced intimately across a mortal's flesh a thousand years ago, for she is a stranger in the dark of my distant karmic past, though I know her serenading immortal heart sings in this body of mine now… I refuse to hear your long lost name for I'm afraid to know all those who you loved with such lust in this place where you linger by your grave, I only wish to see the sweet beautiful memories of the love we made… No!!! I refuse to hear my long lost name for I'm afraid to know all those who you loved with such lust in this place!!! where you transcend your grave, for there is a weaver n' a loom of destiny n' I'll not repeat that chant ever again by the sea… From the castle to the crest, to the sea, to the waves crashing on the rocks, a hundred times the journey from the womb to the grave I have made while you lay in your tomb n' your soul yearns in suffering to make amends… I sense you invite me to listen to your evocation in this prevailing wind, it seduces my skin n' ascends from the depths of my soul from beginning to end, an eternal poetic essay of an immortal heart's legend… By this ocean of our dreams you tempt me to inhale the perfumed scent though I'll never know whose breath it was that I now breathe in as the wind n' the moon feathers the sea in eternal waves… Along this coastline the breath of mother earth has nurtured many lovers, lifted angels on wings n' called forth mermaids who play n' sing on the rocks n' dance in the shadows with the ghosts of shipwrecked sailors in their watery graves but it's been a thousand years since my immortal heart heard a poet... Today this storm blows across the lands of my ancestors, the siren of your poetic beckoning, an incantation travelling the sea n' time heralds the galloping horses thundering, racing upon the shore with the chariot of your enchantment never faltering… Their manes dancing towards the crest n' crash upon the rocks nearby where we made love a thousand years ago in the soft familiar sand, your poetic voice romancing the sunset n' painting the waves in glorious tones of carnal lust ... Within the evening storm clouds I can see the rain though I'll never know the name of the lovers whose thirst it quenched with pleasure or who was cleansed of their pain as the blood washed from the rocks upon opening Pandora's box in their mind n' lost sight of hope as their fateful love turned to dust…
I'm still here, for you beat my fear, for you all I did, for you I'm still here Fell on dark days now they're all I know you came out of nowhere like a miracle broke me out of my stoney phase you penetrate me like microwaves slow at first, but a rolling tide at the peak, I'm frozen in your eyes snapped a photo in my mind for then I knew, I'd found the find of a lifetime burned into me, an image of a warm embrace as both our sorrow saturated your face a single shiny, tiny tear rolled peacefully astray I remember your pain as I wished it all upon me, yours faded away This just the start, of a descending, trending madness falling down the steps of enchantment weightlessness makes me feel nauseous I gracefully graze the collective unconscious I know my own sweet bitter stream exactly as designed, by me I see my place, through tight closed eyes I feel the fall of face you were by me in your familiar place there in the dark forgotten marked time and space I call the bottom its now autumn, hereafter fall with you bound inside, I climb for all
Christ died for me… I didn't deserve it! His life for mine… He preserved it! His gift of salvation… I received it! After reading John 3:16. I believed it! His hand of mercy has graciously been extended… My broken life has now been "amended I'm thankful for what Christ did for me! His gift of love is plain to see! Throughout life… Often facing a "difficult circumstance…" Jesus has given me hope. And a second chance! I'll try my best to live as he would want me to… Without him… I have no one else to turn to! Thank you Jesus! For being my best friend! You washed me clean… And took away my sin! You've done what you said… And so much more! You're certainly worth living for! By Jim Pemberton 04/30/10
I was once a little train, sitting by the track, Listening to the freight yard's roar and all the rushing clack When one day came steaming by an engine large and brave My heart did a quiver leap, my wheels a twitter gave Every day when passing by, the more our friendship grew With each fleeting whistle blast, and more each time it blew Then one day in passing, upon his track I went Joyfully to meet him, from wither he was sent Blasting from the distance, an airy cloud of steam I rushed forth to meet him, the engine of my dream Then with shock and wonder, my joy was gone alack! For though we both were meeting, he wasn't on my track Off into the distance, he chugged and puffed away Sweeping with him pieces of my broken heart that day Often now I wonder, will he come anon? Or was this a chance meeting, and now again he's gone? The tracks of life are tangled, in the freight yard of our race We meet other engines that hold both heart and place How to live? I wonder, when through our lives there sail Many other engines, that aren't upon our rail Will we grow quite bitter, when those meetings on the tracks Seem to mock the aching heart for all the love it lacks? May each little engine take heed to what I bade This life below is scattered, with meetings on the grade Take each passing whistle not as one of gloom Pushing back the others, and making itself room I will always cherish, that engine bold and brave Remembering now with fondness, the joy to me he gave But now into the distance, I hear upon the breeze That fleeting cry of freedom, upon which my heart did seize Once every while, I gaze sadly down his track But in my little engine heart, he's never coming back And so I hold those memories close, and never do I fail For God had a reason for our meeting on the rail
Keeping the limited time in mind, I've lost grip of the rope of hope almost… But I'm seriously frustrated – Why did you leave my side? Who can mend this rip In my heart, once fabricated by affection? Open wide your ears, So I can whisper forgiveness that I've hidden for years There's no use in running away… No use in waiting another day… There's a great purpose for you and I to shine To brighten up the night… The brokenhearted strangers…the distraught orphans The bad conditions of this world frighten me! I need to become more like His child His joyous sheep! This harmful behavior… I-I must be strong And put an end to it…before the roots get too deep I know it's dangerous and wrong! It's too much pressure to reap! So, what am I supposed to do when I feel down? Are you even there to erase my frown? Anyways, I wish you good in all you do I wish you good health and luck too But, I'm alive and I'm in a restful state Fighting the feelings of hate What is there to do? Wait for an answer that will never come? What is there to say? Do I pray for God's soon-to-be Kingdom? I got to explore deeper so I can find The one I truly love…God knows I've tried I got to seek change before my time's up – tell me if I'm falling behind I'm feeling numb at the wrong time…my high hopes has died Should I shout for your attention? Or would that be too much of an intrusion? Whatever fits the occasion… Don't laugh at me… I've married anticipation! You're a beloved guest to the wedding! We've got together with God's fortification…
addiction? i do not know of such a thing I only know love hate angry and sadness If you cant be addicted to those you cant be addicted to anything A gift i was born with a problem to overcome but once i was over it i have the power to controll myself to any extent i can be the perfect lover i can be the greatest fighter i can inspire a nation What ever i so choose to do i know i can do that is more powerfull than addiction it makes addiction falter its replaced bye something greater its replaced bye an understanding of who i am
I couldn't let me die = The edge of the cornice is a call I cannot avoid; the torrents of sounds, vague and uncommunicating, are encircling myself; the edge of the cornice calls me. A whisper of nothings, which can only be the dark rants of one who loves flogging, permeates in my ear and buzz. I am the one you look at and sigh with disappointment. And the one down on earth, who is cajoling and pep talking, telling me about life, mothering me and appeasing, is me, seemingly calm, though biting his nails in tension. He does not want me dead. =© 2009 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar
What's the matter? Are you worn-out? Are you fatigued and tired? Oh...please don't speak I'll help you out in no time Just take your time to heal Rest on my shoulder if it helps you Loosen up the strain and be lead charitably like a train on its train tracks You need your rest I could tell by the absence of your energy spreading across your body and soul It was my lucky guess I must confess that I felt insecure and hopeless without you there Oh...I can't bear The thought of you Leaving me behind and unwanted in the street I'm struggling with this depression wars I can't fight it alone I tried to fight the useless tears, the countless fears, taking over me I didn't mean to show all that filthy anger that crafts quarrels Now I'm trying hard To scrub the filthiness Deep inside of me This unwanted depression-- I haven't ever asked for it I'm fighting this depression wars now and forever for you My burdened soul cries for help It wells up in pain Why must I be Messed up? Screwed up? Don't tell me that I'm ignorant...self-centered I've never asked for this feeling of repulsive remorse Are you willing to leave all our regrets behind, taking us away from tranquil life? Are you willing to fight this depression wars together as a team? (this poem is based on a character I made a while back)
He comes to shake the foundations of the earth the work of every hand of man to prove to punish the unjust and expose sin and those who hate righteousness he will remove He has sent the call into all existing lands that men should seek peace and it pursue to separate the wheat and tare and expose the hidden things men do To close every mouth that speaks a lie uncover every thought of hatred done he has freely offered you a life of truth but will not spare to scourge when they come For the stories told in time are now fixed and what is written in its scroll now firmly set he will open them for his kings to judge and those who have found mercy their sins forget Those appointed to be Kings will take their station they will rule with Christ for a thousand years subject to the rule of God is every nation no war will there exist or the inclement of fears For though the promise seems long in coming all the signs are made visable by light raise your eyes oh Israel your God comes judging and will reward those who have walked in right Be reconciled in heart to seek the truth that who you are you come to understand You are called to love truth and your brother until the peace of God lives in the land The trumpets blast call the armies to their war the winged ones ride the winds of wrath to charge and poured out is the fury of his chalice the cup of violence is deep and large For all governments of man are chains to slavery their aim to lift themselves and you to rule but Christ's intent is to lift you from this knavery that you might not become the fires fuel So make your peace and seek his mercy now for when this time arrives will be too late though undeserved the offer of forgiveness the price will be too high if delay you wait sources: all the prophets of Israel great and small COPYRIGHT © 2012 C. Michael Miller via Duboff Law Group LLC
Here's The GOOD NEWS! I get so tired of hearing about "the latest scandal…" It makes me wonder; "how much can this world handle?" It seems like each day, on the news, it speaks of "another killing…" Are these types of things really a part of "living?" There must be more to life than what we hear on the news… More to life than a cigarette or a bottle of booze… There's a simple message for us that must be heard… The secret to true living you can find reading God's word! It reads; "all have sinned and fallen short of God's glory…" But wait! This isn't the end of the story! His word also speaks of God's redeeming grace… This can be found anywhere. And any place… His grace can be found through Christ' atonement… His love can make you a new person… This very moment! His word also says; "where there was sin… Grace did much more abound!" A brand new life in Christ. Today… Can be found! This GOOD NEWS can transform you by the power of the cross! This is what this world needs… That is dying and lost! Spending time with Jesus is always time well spent! May tomorrow's news read; "Another sinner has chosen to repent!" By Jim Pemberton
Every time I think of you I start to feel blue we were so good to each other and good together I loved you so much and promised to never leave you but some how that just wasn't good enough for you- oh how can I go on? Even though you wronged me and were so inconsiderate I should not have reacted the way I did so I am really sorry! I still remember when we were happy and still friends but I did not realize it was just a trend for you- but once again I say to you I am sorry!
This is the man that I am No need for a detective because I have few mysteries Whatever you don't find its trapped somewhere inside my mind I put my life into words for the whole world to read I hope you enjoy what you see A South Korean English teacher by night An avid writer by day A helpless romantic somewhere in between The smile and joy from my students is priceless Seeing someone enjoy my writings is pretty rewarding as well I feel that everything in my life is finally going well From my writings you may find that hard to tell Sorry I don't write more fantasies or fables To convey happy emotions and attract more followers You are getting my life through my eyes I don't have a sweet tooth so I don't sugarcoat things I write what I have seen and how it has effected me My adventures and journeys have been vast Come with me on this ride Together we can both be pleasantly surprised With what I will write This is the the man that I am Find more of my writings and poems at jorgesouthkorea.com
Like the dust upon a moths wing: our thoughts of good before love. Love: that fabled flame draws our fragile wings and soft belly, to burn in passion flash. The feelers we've followed unerringly melting first before the all powerful onslaught. We come out: unknowing before, as gold gilded eagles. Soaring high on joy's thermal. Lifted far above the world and it's calamities but we perceive all. And guide those still mired in the clay of their creation. Our feathers glint in the sun: as a wink from the son. The wings of our new abodes only tiring when heart has it's fill. A razor like beak now leads: cutting between flesh and bone, the blood red earth, and it's heart of stone.
once there was an old man on a lane he always had many cats then he took a train and went down another lane
Stone upon the water front/ Next to the cashmere pillow, The pier near the gallow shore/ A man began to speak, Within this land there shall be no way out accept I tax, This gravitational pull may bring some down, Yet if you stay and listen very carefully/ You will live through this time and be very happy ! Many of you have become lazy in the manner of laws, A decree will be summoned to let us know/ The waiting may be hard to comprehend, Yet within time you can grow to depend/ The fat of the land, Let this man take you by the hand/ There can be no further excuses or escape, The way will depend upon the hearer's !
There's a time of solitude and There's a time of laughter and singing - cheers!...and then There's a time to ponder about the greatest memories in life and There's a time to celebrate and eat proudly and There's a time to be serious and form a meeting and There's a time to be childish and free and There's a time of acceptance of others or self...and There's a time of repentance and There's a time of prayer and study and There's a time to reflect on the past and There's a time to set our minds on the future and There's a time to say goodbye to your loved ones and There's a time to sleep and a time to stay awake and There's a time to spend time with old friends.....and Unfortunately... There's a time when you have to lose a friend, but There IS a time when you gain a friend or two and. . . There's a moment of love and peace and A moment of war and chaos... But that'll pass in no time, darling... Just stay optimistic and keep on writing Dreaming Believing Beaming Receiving <3 Love from up above Go on! Flutter away like a lovely dove There's a time to live your dreams too!
Adam how can you say you loved me, then easily exile me from Eden Number 2, you marked the move I made, called it a disgrace secretly, you struck me with a lightning whip a picture that, striped my dignity down to it's nakedness should I run in shame again, fall to the ground ? have you cast stones every time you pass me by ? did I deserve this, after I offered you my true sweetness! A wetness I never revealed to anyone but you thank you for every special stroll under the moonlight Adam, as dysfunctoonal as it may seem, it takes two not one my heart for you, was coming from the true art of a beating drum you took my love and tossed it out the door, allowing Satan to win I myself allowed the trophy to sit on the wrong shelf, I'm tired of defending my life, preaching, and teaching, reaching for the right person to rescue me from the beatings I wish I could sit in front of you, look you straight in the eyes, so you can hear me say, never would I take a man like you for granted my sweet Adam, for you I cut my veins every night, in hopes I bleed till I die Tomorrow will be a different day, but the same heartbreak you say you are not running, yet you took a different direction well, here I am, expressing my mind and free will again never will I ask for another chance, I'm not up for rejection instead, I want you to know, I want you to be happy I will smile every time I see you, wondering, if you found the easy way out Forever in my heart, By Poet - Eve Menace
Freedom the cast of the greatest shadow beacon light empty from my soul i hope and pray for a better life i rise from the dark and desolated valley flames withering my crippled palace sadly crying for help solid bitterness forever sunlit dreams ever so beautiful faith destiny nothing at all justice freedom lonely lives ill brake through the chains refuse night midst whirl winds honoring justice vast oceans i sit in my palace blowing off steam honoring justice ever so mean work together and join hands shameful despair hallowed daybreak the tast of night rolls down like waters breaking through the hallowed hole of my honored soul...
5...4...3...2......1..GO! Get ready to release yourself from deep waters Land on high grounds Thrills surrounding your awed temptations 3...2...1.. You are ready to take your first flight!!! To a wondrous Space of wonders Good morning to a space glimpse! Luminous happiness sweltering From a secure, sincere sunshine Peeking from scarless sun Careless of the background Space of wonders You'll be always remembered In my photographing memory Cherished as my own child Remain mild...control the ship in a sprinkled space Space of wonders How could you mutter those Floating inspirations? Tripping on every verse Keeping track of space life Full of energy and renewal The commotion from Earth Has been on the duelist It's inspired for awhile Replaced with a remarkable universe Space of wonders How could you burn our hearts with threatening passion? Hugging us in compassion How could you mutter those Floating aspirations? Cherished as my own favorite memory Good morning to space life Devious and uncontrollable As slick as many criminals Working as a one big team To circulate around The main sequence of trouble Glisten as the star-filled sky Along with warm, heartening rain Good morning... To you, oh glorious soul! Your vision shown in space Rolling in your circular face Thrilling and tripping unsteadily With an unstable way of living Close the scene for a lightyear moment Feel our diversity Watch the stars roam about like syrup rubbing against a soft, puffy pancake Take your flight, you sunlit fairy On a cloudless, scarlet sky Shining as the sun Swiftly diving down as a surfing dude Open as the driven waves, trusting the possible tasks Put your task aside for now Save it for leftovers We are arriving in our zoo-like cage Suitable for excitement and ominous worries Welcome royal destiny! Arriving on the doorstep of your front door Along with a letter saying: "Goodbye to midnight bliss! Good morning to a kiss of gleaming space of wonder!"
The gates of hell have been violently open. The world begins to rumble and scatter in fear. Earth's volcanoes spew magma and ash from its core. The clouds quickly gather as the thunder and lightning signal the wrath to come. Earth's crust opens its mouth ready to swallow cities and nation's whole. Suddenly a white and peaceful light emerges from the horizon. This elegant and stunning figure seems not all frightened by all the chaos. She gingerly kisses and hugs the tormented man. All of this madness was inside the man's mind. The stress and pressure of life almost got to the man. Drugs and alcohol never gave him relief but all it took was a woman's touch.
If you think you are beaten, you are. If you think you dare not, you don't If you like to win but think you can't, It's almost a cinch you won't. If you think you'll lose, you're lost. For out in the world we find Success begins with a fellow's will It's all in the state of mind. If you think you are outclassed,you are. You've got to think high to rise. You've got to be sure of yourself before You can ever win the prize. Life's battles don't always go To the stronger or faster man. But sooner or later, The man who wins Is the man who thinks he can.
"Take shelter this eve with the merchant guards, found upon the merry courts of the south-western district. Upon your arrival, they will send a messenger to inform thy, your dire needs for labor. Assistance and comfort will be offered and in secret, for the King. . . I am grievous. . . usher you ill-sorrows if discovered." Alarumdives, the troubled Prince of compassion, met his love, eye to eye, sharing tears, they did embrace. "Geinere you must leave Wales upon, I am sorry." "Alarumdives, I am so, so sorry. . . ." As Geinere found refuge her labors came quickly, within days. The merry merchant guards, at no delay, jestered and provided for a midwife to aid Geinere. Amidst the burdenous nurturance, a gentle baby boy was brought into this dark world of hate and envy. Geinere vowed to herself to love this dear child. A world torn apart, hers to divinity and righteousness. His name Adamme, rightly chosen out of sin, for the essence of God did answer poor Geinere's demands for redemption. For it was upon the child's first birthday, that Geinere was enlightened and faith instilled. A parchment read while living amongst the commons of great Scotland, ". . . the Prince Alarumdives, now King of Wales, to celebrate his one year reunion and exaltation to the kingdom of thine, glorious Wales." As this bit of revelry chimed within Geinere's soul, she discovered upon inquiry, that the late King of Wales had fallen ill and to his grave, one year prior. . . .
To be brutally honest with you We stake our claim to fame Among falling ambers with feathers for wings Through a barrage of disgust & then, For a fallen world in quite a rush He knows that if he can control your thoughts That in effect he can control your mind At one time I could see yet today I'm totally blind To be brutally honest with you That effective fervor prayer of the righteous one From such prayers availeth very much To resist him will result in a flee The bruised reed shaken in the wind Although, Papa was a rolling stone; He was never to be found very far from home In matters of solace degree To be brutally honest with you A transformed hermit was once a slave That fully claimed thread, In noticable silent dread Some engrafted in essential sought after fabrication With silver streak to faintly prey on the weak To be brutally honest with you A slight of hand once delivered out of divination In solemn mass to profess a vested proclamation To be brutally honest with you !
Noise. Loud noise. but it was not just noise, no, not to her. It was the wild cries from the heavens, calling out to her, reassuring her that everything will be ok, that there is somebody out there who understands, who is just like her. She emerges from her throne, in her cold, abandon dungon, in her lonly, abandon castle where she is kept prisoner. Kept prisoner from her dreams, her temptations, herself. Serenity. Bliss. The scent stunns her. Memories from her former life proceed to play like a movie in her memory... a movie that she can not pause, can not forget. She stumbles, -afraid to move for the thought that this magical moment may dissapear if she becomes too hasty- to her only escape. Destroying the barriers that stand in her path. Ice cold. Refreshing. The tiny rain drops fall from the sky, releasing her temporarily from her own personal hell. From judgment. From criticism. From the abandonment that overpowers her. Lifting her pale, desolate face to the sky she lets the rain wash away... Wash away the hate Wash away the pain Wash away the lonliness Wash away her...in the end. She cries. No one would notice, the rain unselfishly disguises her pain so any on lookers would assume that the moisture is just from the malicious storm. The wind. So rude, so loud, whips past her. Attempting to knock the fragile being to the ground. But she is strong, stronger than she thinks. She is not phased by it's attempt. Mother nature is kind. The heavens cry out again, begging the young girl to remember, to be happy. But she cannot. She can't breath. She can't think. Her heart stopped beating a long time ago. Stopped dead in her lonly, broken chest, and the heavens cannot understand why No one can. But no ones ever tried. Suddenly, the vicious winds attack her once more, this time getting a reaction. A violent tremmor shakes her body raising goosebumbps on her skin. She barely notices. Her imagination runs free, unleashing all her memories, all her former happiness. They all consist of Him.....
Have you ever come to share, your spirit showing that you care not with flowers but the strongest form of heart ? I ask only to display, why I may take great dismay For the end is sounding then more like the start. And so I've come to notice, after loosening my focus That I might just be to young to give that gift. Not a gift at all I know, just a part of me to flow Anyone of you can see it if you wish. But the blind can never see, nor were ever meant to be On the team that will forever have to fight. So if you want to see, i will teach you not for me But for YOU to see the beauty of the light. Forgive me if I sound reserved, for too long I was disturbed Resulting from the one who had my spirit sinking. So I'll attempt to make a deal, with this thought not much to feel I will save myself from dying, or just thinking
Christ' Death On The Cross… Christ died for me… I didn't deserve it! His life for mine… He preserved it! His gift of salvation… I received it! After reading John 3:16. I believed it! His hand of mercy has graciously been extended… My broken life has now been "amended I'm thankful for what Christ did for me! His gift of love is plain to see! Throughout life… Often facing a difficult circumstance…" Jesus has given me hope... And a second chance! I'll try my best to live as he would want me to… Without him… I have no one else to turn to! Thank you Jesus! For being my best friend! You washed me clean… And took away my sin! You've done what you said… And so much more! You're certainly worth living for! By Jim Pemberton
As the sun descends For its evening rest My eyes refuse to comply They constantly search for the light Keeping me awake deep into the night Poems of nonfiction and fiction Are quickly typed away My mind well beyond drain My eyes covet my more light My body is mysteriously awake But ready to crash as well The flood gates of uncertainty Are unfortunately opened Random thoughts of darkness Surreptitiously creep into my vulnerable mind Scared to death I hope this isn't my last breathe A romantic tragedy Playing out in my mind I beg for sleep Suddenly I am awake But when I did I fall asleep I guess it was Just another Restless Night You can find more of my poems and writings at jorgesouthkorea.com
If I only knew who I was hurtin when I thought I was hurting you If I only knew that my hate was only my lost I was young stupid and clueless looking for a sign If I only Knew If I open my eyez I wouldn't had'had such a tough time your time became my way of being If I only knew how you felt about me instead of wanting you to show it i wouldn't turn you corrupt i wouldn't be so stuck If I only knew
foolish within that shows through the skin, you're hopeless but hoping for the worst for me. I don't care for you, and never will. You will see when you burn in hell, in the future near you'll see that I wasn't the one wrong, so don't try to be sincere. You think it's all about you, when the truth is no one wants anything to do with you. You've already over thought it all, and now you're all alone starring at the wall. I bet you realize now that the pain you feel you caused yourself. Within in all, comes the suffering of withdraw. All the pills that you've swallowed won't save your sorrow.
I have been redeemed from young love's wreck. The call and beck of your heart: redeem, heal: Numbed the feel and lies of unwanted, unworthy. Soul scurvy was every thought in mind and heart. But I start again knowing love is all that is eternal. Even as a kernel of truth infects this barren field of mine, another line is drawn in the dirt between lie and truth. Claw and tooth they fight for the victory of my Amen. Do you ken? That a thousand lies are like the sand on the shore, and sure they abound, but truth is the surf in which we swim, and dim is that sand beneath our bellies. And under the current, the lies ever recurrent surface once more. Only to be washed, lost again. As the tide pulls us away once more...
Once in awhile, I get so low I can feel myself falling faster into the quick sand. In this case, your love is the pit in which I'm sinking. Can you not hear me crying out for help? Because, I swear I can't do this on my own. I need you to pull me up.. I guess you don't see that inside I'm all shook up. I'll be better off without you, that way I can get myself up and dressed out of this mess. You use me for your own good, but what about my sanity? This lovesick melody that I keep singing to is tearing apart the innocence of me. If you can't see that, then why do I keep on trying to catch up to you? You won't have to hear about it anymore though, I'm done with what you made me out to be. I'm too good to be set up by a fool like you! You'll see one day, my dear. This melody that had me dying inside, is nothing more than music to the deaf now! But, don't worry.. Maybe, one day you'll see.. Just Don't come back to me.
I think to find what I seek, but what I seek is something I can not think of For what I seek is to serve, serve my country For when I grow I will change to find the light to the path to serve as a woman soldier and if I shall die I want you to think I died, but I died trying, serving. and saving the lives of the people to bring peace and harmony to the people of my country
scorching eyes, set ablaze, by your emotions, trapped in a daze, knowing its pointless, you watch from afar, wishing my love, wishing on a star, i loved you once, yes its true, but that was then, now im through, i don't hate you, our love is no more, while im moving on, youre still on the floor, but that makes no sense, or didn't you see, when wrapped in the arms of someone else, you lost me, so give it up, let me go, find a needle, your regrettful wounds you sow.
I came upon a weeping tree One branch bent to the ground The rest had grown far out of reach Untouched, except by clouds I gave you shade and comfort From the sun and pounding rain And in return, with my branch You took a soul The tree of life explained So no longer will this branch Be set free to hold the light Within it's leaves of green and gold That cradled many lives And in hope, this lesson teaches With a single sacrifice Learning more with changing seasons Every life grows intertwined
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On a cross… Jesus suffered for you and me. He could have called 10,000 angels to set him free. Nailed to this cross, he went through so much pain. He knew his purpose and the reason why he came. Being there for all of mankind was his choice. Weakened and alone… One could hear his voice; "Father forgive them." "They don't know what they're doing!" As the crowd listened… Many began believing. "My God why have you forsaken me?" With one last breath… And then... And very quickly… There was death! For all of the pain and suffering he was to endure Was so that a plan of salvation is now secure. This same Jesus, who was to rise again. Is forever to be our atonement for sin! Seated at the right hand of God the father... In heaven above.. He awaits there for us all with an abundance of love! Won't you accept his gift of life that he's giving? And allow him to forever change the way you're living! By Jim Pemberton 03/11/11
A single, unnoticed ray of light shooting across the sky at night straight down to my head in our conversations it is, as it has always been between the King and I. He tells me what he sees, and he feels for the unworthy he cares for the damned though he see the lies that are fed from the lies of the leaders Return soon, brother in arms return from the sea, comrade walk upon the shore or walk on water once more for the doubters the King knows all about us alas, he has not returned yet I will know that day once, twice, more like seven times to the exact the moment he's raised Conquered by all of the hope of your allies the few that still dare to believe in you very same as the ones who keep feeding you in the outskirts of our realizations the dreadful dreary dreamy illusions The King best exists in the pretense of pretendness at the moment just before, your mind intervened and cast in just a shadow of doubt that spread rapidly far, and between this now makes him limited, now I have my chance to pull the wool off the greatest wolf the world shall break its trance I am now your lord I feel all the world I am always yours, your Magus.
A feat of unequal measure do you hear what i hear? the world at my feet do you see what i see? the homeless mastermining a demonstartion of peace for the billion dollar man to get real paid everything after eventual to the realisation he would never let them down a repeating act of a hidden blessing providing a safety net to protect the victoms of war who were claimed by the game of making one's life unfair The art of replacing negatives with positives robbing your two cents to show you there may be money in your healing process the reality check that sets you off on your adventure of discovering the plan life had for you would be payment enough for this billion dollar man
Things happen for a reason The reason is because it's that time Mistakes happen for a reason The reason is so you can forgive The beginning was fun while it lasted But the ending is coming sooner than I thought I gave all I had but what did you give me It takes two to love, which means I need you So tell me what I'm gonna do without your love Can't get enough even after all the bull I went through I still couldn't get over you tried to find another to hold To show my love and affection but … I had to let them go all was in the head was you I go through hell to fight for you I just wish these girls would stop falling for you From Mya to Rihanna, hold up Let me guess who's next a girl named Tiana What do I need? To be crowed with a tiara Just to be you princess You'll love every hour The time has come for me to stop holding in And let these little girls know I'm #1 not #10 I'm not her and she is not I We're two different people You just can't see it through your own eyes I have my own unique things about me She's just trying to take over you Our fairytale is over Yeah the one when true love dies Cause the stupid little boy wouldn't open up his eyes My past and mistakes you hold against me From the things I do and what I say Wrong or right You fail me on this test I might just be put together as a mess But trust imma strive for the best Not for you, but the girls who gave up And where pushed from the dream by the rest This is for the girls who gave up on love The story of the untold..
A feeling of feelings that i cannot understand, my life and my love, where will it land? I've fallen down and don't know where i am, there is something missing and i do give a damn. I love that something, so very much, now it's gone, with no sound & no touch. I try to move on & make a new start, But how is this done? when they've taken my heart.
That night when Jesus went alone to pray. He knew his death was just a heartbeat away. As he was taken by the soldiers that night. He surrendered without even a fight. He was soon to be whipped, ridiculed and scorned. While so many people watched sadly and mourned. "Crucify him" was the cry of the large crowd. This cry could be heard ever so loud. The crown of thorns placed on his head, the drops of blood fell as he bled. He carried the cross, even though his body was ripped apart. This was from a true compassion and love from his heart. On the cross, where his body was nailed and bruised. Read; "THIS IS JESUS- THE KING OF THE JEWS!" As his mother watched, she cried and sobbed. As Jesus committed his spirit to his father-God. As they carried Jesus to the tomb that day, the crowds were silent— with nothing to say. Many had forgotten what the prophets had said, 3 days later—he would rise from the dead. He taught people his message of eternal life and love. Soon to return to his kingdom above. It was for you and me that our savior came. He waits for you to call on his name. Receive his gift of hope, love and eternal salvation. Please do it now—with no hesitation. His gift of love is for you to receive. All you have to do is simply believe! By Jim Pemberton 07/25/07
She lit up the room that day at the ball Shortness of breath & a word at the end of the hall The door shut tight in a mediocre vault To pronounce the coming newly elected queen elect Precious With adorable eyes & smile We all knew all the while In love the foretaste of the devine Many just want to look good while standing in line Precious In the twilight hour when we look deep into her eyes We can then see a great future A future filled with both hope & promise For a much brighter & better tommorrow Amidst the given sorrow In fragrant lavender shutter's spent Illumination We looked to the sea with the enivatable reality Vast domains of sheltered pilgrims that bask in the great ambiance of the day Precious will stay in our hearts alway Through trial and error precious took steps in life to recapture A given sense of inner happiness through love & hope To cherish a red rose in a delicate way To ever bow the knee by which to pray Precious & few are the moments we used to share Yet in the end it was Precious who knew what it was in how she really cared
they must of been hiding because when i met you i told my self i will not fall in love i tried not to stare into them beautiful eyez but i was told eye contact is major in conversation i tried not to answer my phone when you called cause my feeling was errupting like a volcano i tried not to fall but the ground was tooking right from under me look at me a wreck because i'm not what you want and you are everything i need i tried not to carryon about you when ask was there someone special in my life now look at me tears in my eyez pain in my stride \cleaning dishes vacuming trying to hide the hurt but i was denied i'm just a sad case of love!
The eye defects first or is the world which takes the first step backwards? no matter those blurred numerals on the page aree tracks to be followed the rest of the way alone.
Sinking in sweltering fire Angst rooting me to the spot This denial-- feeding the liar I swim in no emotion...much like a robot Drunk by the flooded regret Many the times you refuse my offer All the time you refuse it, it forms a flood; masked with a tidal suicide Your hoarse whispers refusing my cries Wanting the best of my anger Afflicting bafflement and torture To a headstrong form You wicked witch, You could never burn, can you? Sweep me to your wicked plans Gaining witchcraft to burn out our limits Your encompassed spells makes us endure to your power Your melting desire-- a sour, Despicable sense of pride in your presence Devours the paralyzing thoughts materializing into evil paradise You wicked witch, Could you ever burn, you cruel elder? Your on the other side, Tripping on eruptive highways Led astray by the senseless tide Materializing into erupting paradise Catch me in your web; get out of your corner, killer spider Drooling acidic lies on the pavement Led astray by fetching fatality in your entangled snare You already agreed to refuse my offer Uncooperative in your bogus decisions I gave up persuading you to go the opposite direction But your bogus arguments Take advantage of my offer And shriveled it in its denser reasonings I'm a flaw to your sun-drenched heart I want to be apart of your belongings Tell me I'm not rotting in denial You already agreed to refuse my offer Uncooperative in your stranger decisions Your amusing, foolish girl You have a giving heart But yet you'll refuse my blissful offer Mock my presence, foolish women Remain a rueful scoffer
Drapes clashing from a clear, dark night The remarkable scene- the risk I must take flight Don't listen to all the commotion You are an attrition to hunger Save it for leftovers Molded out of anxiety Have no fear Fate is far from here Nurture in burning threat Appease to sorrow Deny it...no borrowing from the library Take your flight, you sunlit fairy On a cloudless, scarlet sky The stars will motionlessly Churn your fate to royal destiny Take your flight, feel free to flee Out of the grip of society's downfalls Replace it with honor...be my hero for good Your traits are nothing sinister As a carefree, scarlet night Conquer the unfailing life Taking away all the sporadic soars Please take away the malaise and Don't burn me up, majestic star Space of wonders How could you burn our hearts? How could you mutter those Floating aspirations? Canceling your circulations Tangled by lips-spoken twist of lies Pouring out misunderstood darkness Outriding the black hole Who knows what these dark shadows reveal It's mysteries-- as hard as a bolt to a door Thrive to carry on, you carefree infant Untie the tightening ceases I'm unable to catch up...reach out Overcome this rotting intuition Severe, sincere sunshine Hear my morning mourning It whispers: "Goodbye to midnight lust... Good morning to betrayal" Good morning... To you, oh miserable soul! River of weeping wonders Pass by with a suitable Recognizable, scarlet bliss Send love swimming in Open water Fulfill it with Morning deligh
A glimpse in your gilded eyes Tells me all inside your lieing mind How can you Stand without a spine How can you speak without a will Failed to announce the pain Will they realize the illusion Is it all to late? The lies that are so common Have put up a delusion Infront Of the people's mind So deep away from the dark Will we come when father is coming For us, is it all to late? Soft little messenger I dare you to spread the word About our dying world All come far and near Listen to what we have been waiting to hear The walls have broken down The gates have been breached The Keep stormed in Praise and sing They have killed our king Our conformity is on it's last day All Black Skies have been tainted with grey Our flags are now just tinder The palace has all been burned to cinders Our Empire has fell Praise and sing They have killed our king I see the light of a dawning Age Let a new era begin An Aquarian dream a day where we are all free Inside our minds; our hidden refuge But there's no need to hide perfection Concordia shall be our queen Justice, independence, liberty are our only virtues free to be whoever our heart let's us be Go to the tower, strike the bell Soft little messenger And tell of Victory All come far and near Listen to what we have been waiting to hear The walls have broken down The gates have been breached The Keep stormed in Praise and sing They have killed our king Our conformity is on it's last day All Black Skies have been tainted with grey Our flags are now just tinder The palace has all been burned to cinders Our Empire has fell Praise and sing They have killed our king All come far and near Listen to what we have been waiting to hear The walls have broken down The gates have been breached The Keep stormed in Praise and sing They have killed our king Our conformity is on it's last day All Black Skies have been tainetd with grey Our flags are now just tinder The palace has all been burned to cinders Our Empire has fell Praise and sing They have killed our king
Vanishing souls lies in death's pastures Fleeting joy, incurious in my surroundings Shades of green glistening in glory An unpredictable breath that barely measures A destiny that lies and vanishes through the Death Valley A heart's main glee Shines peaceably... passing above a wave of sparkling envy Bliss sinks in my marrow Pensive solitude, Splitting it into a rejoicing vibe Joyous in its company...we could have a blissful sleepover until tomorrow Together we'll make a strengthening converse Piety fitting in these periling times Wandering over vales, evanescent life screwing my infancy A jocund soul departs from a burden--too cherished in disobedient lies Childish features blurring my uncertain future Incessant in my trespasses I draw near through deathly shadows Moping in ceaseless torment Roaring as a monsoon in abstract movement Vacant in thought...wealth filling in our evanescent humility Dodging arrows of inevitable death Bound to track us down, Chopping down the Weeping Willow tree Driven mad in knotting triumph Hoarsely placing us in a shady asylum Numbed by flustering anxiety Cursing down this greedy society Whirling us back to Evanescent pastures I'm dependent in this unordinary place Though it leaves me with only disgrace Discontent by the isolated misfortune Vacant in thought...wealth filling in our evanescent humility Dodging arrows of inevitable death Bound to track us down, Fogging our interest of society, Doom crafting our fate...soon we'll be too late Whirling us back to Evanescent pastures Denying our repents out of revenge Unsuitable to reconstruct chastening renewal Superb for a tranquilizing solitude
Deny the lies Remember the cries that I utter I fear this...I fear that Someone will eavesdrop And deny those implicit lies They don't see it They won't believe it I can't hide my confessions My bones are no longer fit to fight If you only knew what kind of rejections I face every day Now this world has turned away Deny these filthy lies Don't creep in on them No one told me you were leaving Stricken by words Crippled by your powerless passions You will never know I have been tripped with your outbursts Don't bother...leave me in the dust You must Return with all the hope you have left Yet there's a feeling of betrayal Your face is awfully pale Disguise as a defender Don't be embraced by vultures Run as you can... Toil and misery is waiting beneath your bed with lacking, misleading eyes Greed is rushing through me...your innocent...you could defend yourself I am angry and torn by discernment Deny the lies It's almost like a crooked radio repeating a verse that's dragging Do you realize it is a reaction That separated The truth and twisted it into violence Acid is crawling side to side Get ready to collide I am wrapped in dripping lies Deny this...I told you so Enraptured deadness Sweeps upon a destroyed village We can explore it It would be unreal We don't have to pay a deal I hear your cries But I can't help but remind you Deny the lies Though life's a trampled street Deny the lies
I Hear Drum-Beats Across The Land… Can You Hear It? All Our Homes Are Handed Down by The Highest Spirit Long-Ago, The Native Peoples of The Land Knew… The Earth and Us – Go Hand in Hand I Hear Hoof-Beats Across The Land… Can You Hear It? Its Not The Buffalo or Antelope – Who Grew To Fear It Its Battles of Braves and Soldiers – Both Grim Reapers Can't Forget… We 'Are' Our Brother's Keeper… Blood – Brothers … We Are Blood-Bound To Love Blood – Brothers We Are Blood – Brothers Of All Sons and Daughters of Mankind The Great Spirit Binds… … Blood – Brothers I Heard Hate – Beat Down The Land… Did You Hear It? Pollution and Persecution… Its Time To Cure It End Our Journey On The Trail of Tears With Broken Arrows and Rivers – Running Clear I Hear Heartbeats Across The Land… Can You Hear It? If You Turn and Face The Wind… You Are Near It It Pounds Deeper Than The Skin, Or A Flood It Echoes To All … Its In Our Blood ! Blood – Brothers … We Are Blood – Bound To Love Blood – Brothers We Are Blood – Brothers Of All Sons and Daughters Of Mankind The Great Spirit Binds… … Blood – Brothers * * * * * The Eagle Flies On The Breath Of Life And So Do You May The Blue Sky And Your Clear Eye See Many More Moons Keepers Of The Earth… Guard This Turf And Each Other For Every Human Birth… Has Worth As A Blood – Brother For Those Killed and Blood Spilled The Ground Cries Soaks The Dust… And Curses Us When A Brother Dies… Blood – Brother …
In a good girls eyes lies darkness and mischief; Hidden in her disguise she's god but without it she's the devil. Caught up with her bible hugging in the morning and her panty throwing at night. Though she despises Alchohol it's really the fear that it comes down to. Worried that with one gulp she'll lose control and everyone will now she's not an angel. So twisted inside her lies to everyone, she desires to be touched forbiddenly though she stills a virgin. No one knows the secrets that lies behind the doors of a good girls eyes. She is slowly losing momentum seeing that bad girls always have more fun. So her legs started to inch apart, the one's she had promised to keep closed. No one knew that behind these eyes of a good girl lied a hoe just waiting to explore. Waiting to exhale, finally take a bite out of life for her damn self. She realized that good girls were too wholesome and she felt she needed to part some if you know what I mean. It wasn't until she got out there that she realized there was nothing good about being bad and maybe she was being naive but I think it was sad because she had so much to live for now she was trapped in a world in a world and she couldn't get back. Even though she prayed and prayed and said god please let me back in, he said i'm sorry but to me you have learn nothing didn't I always tell you to resist Temptation at all cost? She said yeah well what about forgiveness I though you taught that too. I did but your with the devil now your playing with different rules and in his world once your tarnished your forever his. Tears fell down her eyes as she listened to what he said. Another girl gone rotten, it's a shame because you could have been out queen. She said I still will be, and god watched as she kissed the devils lips. A tear dropped down his eyes as he reached but she was gone.
Lord, You are my heart. You knew me right from the start. Even when I didn't yet know Your Name, You still loved me just the same. You're the only one I can count on. The world can turn me away, but with You, I'll always belong. If I mess up along the way, I come to You in Repentance. You fill me with Your Grace. You went to Calvary and died. I can't begin to imagine how You were feeling inside. You did it to give us a brand new start. Lord, I love You! Lord, You truly are my heart!
Missing a remarkable meaning in my life I'm the woeful sacrifice play me as the dice on the solid table and roll me and speak of a fable don't toss me like a valueless toy brushing…echoing harsh envy Heed to our last plea You'll face dire rage giving no mercy to your desire Are you aware you fed my wrath? Mercy-filled bliss don't exist in this pile of vile father…mother Don't bother to trace our passing ease that we dearly missed What could brew these ruins to love? Disbelief covers my once kind heart conquered by avarice Unforgettable doom, has been written on our tombs, sending us a last kiss of unmoved death Giving us futility… Leaving us without a breath Behave and deal with frightening bolts that dare break us apart and turn it to denied anguish Who's doing all the blaming? Who's choosing our faults? We all do our part in it That's the troubling truth Toil cheers up the spoil What could we do to get us ahead of Power? stricken in toil Separate the spoil that crumbles away like foil Give us little power and lift up the broken twin towers and fill us with Unspoiled love The only choice is to patch-up our love and strip off the turning anguish and fill us with Unspoiled love The only choice is to patch-up our love and strip off the turning anguish and fill us with Unspoiled love Your sun will shun out strife and be a kit to fix up concealed love and fill us with harmless love
When the storm has withered and you walk away, Look up and then down and ye shall see my cloud. Brisk but sweet I shall be and I shall shine so proud. I shall move the winds and ye shall hear what I say. I will take your voice and vibrate what you do pray. I will come through you with a whisk so very loud. I am the noises amongst every single blatant crowd. Today tomorrow or yesterday I was there on that day. I am inside of you and outside the court. Bounced and planked I am the only one. Itched and scratched I examine the port. Faith or Grace I have just only now begun. Time is you and time is me and I set you to my side. I am a gateway that is so narrow or much too wide. ® Registered: Ann Rich 2007
his heart is poetic yet he regrets it for respect he sticks his neck out its life and death kid he give's words depth and yet his soul hasn't left running out of breath feels like hes been punched in the chest he knows he's cursed but he knows hes blessed misery and obsession lead him to success of his first lesson always keep the opposition double guessing and if he could make a suggestion Dont come to close he fires like a smith a wesson but dont be scared hes just hurt from the last person he let in
america;a white homeless man found in a ditch;by interstate 35 south and feeder road;of austin,texas;some times they really dont come back;but what if it was me;would it then;my freind;or would have to be to mean some thing with the color of my white poor dirty skin;what if i norma jay bertrand the writer4386/was ran over would you call it an accident;when i seen this man thats what texas investigators are calling it;what a coincidence;two years earlier a black women did the same in dallas and got away with it;since a mexican women hit him;says she thought it was a deer;america we have a problem then; same investigators says we walk all over the place like that;really like he dosent;like we dont exist;or blend;yet we are no different than youre only poor and no home to live in;sometimes we are only ghosts of your past by chance no one cares to help or look out for;
Geinere's frailty was that of an abandoned child, lost in the world. Her hurt was so that of anguish and desperation, her heart burdened by his hateful words. His domineerance, his drunken righteousness, protruding as a writ man. A careful prodigy was he, as his stupor conceited to arousal and a display of power. "Geinere, calm thee now. Closer, though not as baffled, as I, for you are in dear service, fulfilling thee! Serve your King graciously." "My lord, pray thee no. . . ." "Our bitter wench felt, be this night, hence everafter, I make thee worthy, art the entail." Tears erupted from poor Geinere. Her soul departing as the King's demands advanced. Her innocence and essence robbed of her, cheated now always, a sullen amort. Her woes, her unheard cries, her tender virginity taken from her, now left mad, sadness and melancholy, would be her muse. Pain, agonizing sorrow, though unrightly welcomed. For upon this eve of tyranny and degradation a seed of humility was planted with no roots of nurturance. The passion shed would remain a scar upon the royalties of a forgotten King and instill a harlotry of peasant virtue upon the dear maiden and this dire kingdom. As Geinere unwillingly embraced the bastardly disobedience of the King and his dark vespers of misery, her turmoil greatened, her flower taken, her essence floundered. The act maliciously foresaken. "Oh angels, plentiful," chimed the King, his behemoth of propriety and lust now ripe with vigor. "In thy hopes of your goodwill, overpowered, as vassal actress, a call for repeal." "Begone Geinere! Out of my chamber, accusations found, for I am certain, upon your unwanted fulfillment of matrimony. A gift of guilt for you hereafter!" The night faded as a moon blush tainted, fell from the heavens.
I believe we're living in… What many call "an x-rated society…" The "pleasures of life" come in quite a variety! Just about anything someone wants, comes with "a push of the button." But when it comes to anything of God… "He ain't nothin.'!" Where we will be tomorrow… No one seems to know. As many seek "fulfillment" for their "empty" soul… What's right or wrong… Has been "turned upside-down." While the tide of wickedness reaches every city and town… While so many minds seem to be filled with this world's pollution… People are looking for answers… And a solution! Our hope and faith certainly doesn't lay in our possessions. Nor in our dark secrets, and "secret obsessions…" To those of you who perhaps, are waiting for a "government bailout…" Let me tell you what the true meaning of living is all about… Jesus is our security! 100% guaranteed life and health insurance! It's only in him, we can have a "blessed assurance!" Only he has the power to rescue us from the horrible mess we're in! And it's only in him… Where true freedom begins! He gives a true definition to what we call "The American dream…" He alone is our foundation. The truth. Our everything! May the words; "In God we trust" apply in everything we do! Let these words be woven into the great "red white and blue…" As the good news of Jesus Christ is shouted loud and clear… The "darkness" across our land will soon disappear! By Jim Pemberton 03/07/10
It'll crawl in your insides and make you turn upside down. You'll start to run from everything and all everyone can do is look at you with sad eyes. Like it's sad that your afraid to climb mountain tops and crawl in the dirt. It sort of makes you guilty for always running away and it always catches up to you until you can't escape anymore. It's like the world is so huge and intimidating, it makes you seem so small like your the only one. Fear is fear until you learn to conquer it. Don't let it take over your mind because when it gets there it's deadly, it'll eat your insides even though your not ready.
You look at me and think that I am so innocent, but don't you know what your really seeing because I think your eyes are tricking you. I can be ms. goody two shoes but don't you know what I wanna do? it's impossible to make a blind guy see that good girls are really closet freaks. I walk around in jeans and a nice shirt but you only look at the girls with short skimpy things and who act like they know. but you know it's the quiet ones that really know how to put it down, were not afraid grab my hand and I will show you I've been around waiting for this chance.When are guys going to grow some common sense you won't get anywhere with a chick who think she been there and done that. I'm serious so if your laughing now then you have learned nothing new because i'm not going to be the one to school you unless your with me and then you'll know. I don't need attention it's when I want it that I truly get it. Don't need to wear flashy clothes because it's inner confidence that will make me grab what I want when I need it. See were special and I don't appreciate comments and opinions about how boring we can be? Just think all this time I've been restricted wait until I open. You won't be able to stop me I will be traveling so fast you might need an advil. This is me and during the day I work to get straight A's but just think about what the night can bring. I'm devoted and i'm kind and when you need it I will supply. So next time I grin, or a good girl is sitting next to you give her a chance she will not disappoint because shy good girls really command when it comes to what they know. So before you think a good girl is strictly good read this nice handy manual and then you will see what fun a good girl can be... peace don't forget this Diary.
When words are not enough Let us be fair in the grand scheme of things Lazy diamonds too cheap to order a side of onion rings Let us never relent until the fat lady sings; Many as of late have become that of irrational & disturbed, They just ignore the main stream as if one hasn't already heard When words are not enough.... When society makes you want to lament & give in Never relent in giving up the fight against the system Proceed with the captain leading forth an entire Army in white, In decorated briars dressed in omniscent of hue; What are we as a societal purpose willing to do As if some caged rat that was hidden in some tiny little hole, There has to be an end to this corrupt toll; Some just put on good music & make those good times roll, Others ponder a certain way of escape; Heading off toward the Dune's on the Cape, Others ponder another way of escape, Many take out their pillows & sleep too late! Still clearer heads have prevailed while some find there's in the sewer, There is still a whole host of an Army just waiting to deliver; In this life the less that you give your a taker, When words are not enough submit your actions, For out of the course of actions speak much louder then words; A nirvana of hope will evoke some tender solace.
Tomorrow comes and oh God how it goes! Do I care, why should I lend all of my spares? I'll never know what tomorrow holds! "Oh my", how could I, what is it that I need to do? Blessed by God, sure he loves me but what about you? Why today and why tonight I really don't care! I know that I love me no matter what my eyes can see! Take it all but hold the very last thought that we share! My God, My God how I hope you all know what it is that you truly believe! "Oh my", capture and redeem my mind! Complete my being that lives alive inside of me! God you love me, these eyes have no doubt with that which they can see! "God", you know you have done all of this to me! Oh how you have loved these things that I can see! Sheltered, protected, yet, condemned by that which I know you believe! If I could, I think that I would, but oh God how I do stand here! Come and get me with all of that, which I know you believe! Please God, just come take my all of me! I am still here my Lord and I hold no fear! Tomorrow, hmm just another day for me to believe! Oh well! Guess I'll just have to see it through! Ask me anything and I will tell you! I think we all know what it is that we should do! Escaping the reality of what really should be, Oh God, I am so very here do you know what tomorrow will be? I'm still here my Lord and I am holding absolutely no fear! Each morning the Sun rises to approach a brand new day. No doubt that I do love me! Embraced with the thought that you have come just for me, I'm engulfed with this moment that I have finally achieved. Oh my, I know that I could because I am coming to you. Where are you my Lord I just need to be so very near! God you do love me! Oh how I knew that you always would! I've walked so many miles with you each and every single day, And I am still right here my Lord and I hold no fear! © COPYRIGHT: 1997 ANN RICH
Time is not a trend but surely will come to an end. When? I cannot say: but this I do know... "JESUS paid it all, and all to Him I owe;" My wiles and my ways rage on like a mighty sea but they like a mist will soon fade away... "Sin has left a crimson stain, but He washed it white as snow."
I look to God and wonder how you could do All of the things in my life, that I have been through Pain, tears, deaths, and fears Always blaming you God, I was unawares The nightmares, rapes, drugs and abuse I know now, you are not the one to accuse It was all evil I had to come through on to this day The pain and tears made me come back to you and pray You close me in your arms and say it is okay When you awake, it will be a better day
From the Bible, there's a lesson to be taught: The story of Abram and his nephew Lot. Their herdsman argued. To separate they did choose. But Lot was the one who really did lose. He chose the city of Sodom— filled with wickedness and sin. Grieving the heart of God once again. To live in this city was his choice—his own fault. It was his wife that turned into a pillar of salt. He later sinned with his two daughters whom each had a boy. But it was Lot who was robbed of a Godly joy. Please watch where you go and what you say. You're to represent Christ every day! Evil company corrupts good morals— your spiritual life will rot. Ending up in compromise— as did Lot! By Jim Pemberton
I turn my back and look the other way, My shadow is a bliss you hope and pray! I'm walking on water at the stroke of midnight, Searching for the hope of a breaking daylight! Everything's just so incredibly beyond bright! Closing my eyes to a brand new day, Shutting down inside and feeling everything just die. My thoughts surely would make you an empty man inside! I'm walking on water in the shadows of daybreak, Searching for the hope of my lost and alone faith! Everything's just so outrageously beyond great! I close my mind to the brand new light of day. Closing my eyes and just walking away, But my shadow you hope and pray will surely stay. I'm walking on water at the peak of nightfall, Looking for this huge magnificently clear waterfall! Everything's just so enormously beyond tall! I close my eyes and I begin to pray. My thoughts could surely give hope to all, For I walk on water on each and every day!
As I look around the world Everything is like a confusing swirl I have one chance to make things right But most people say I'm not that bright I still look around trying to find That missing piece to the mind It's almost complete I cannot retreat I have to balance the ends of my feet The problem is when I fall Everything ends one in all...
I Two paths diverged, Or so they say In a land to the east, Far, far, away. Where children they laugh, They dance and they shout To welcome the traveler, That has been about. His boots are worn, And his clothes are done And on his left hip, He carries a gun. But what of the man, What does he say? Do we know his pretenses, Know of any his ways? But no! We do not, How should one ask? A worrisome thing. Would now come to pass. He is dirty and cold, Broken alone And the rain has chilled him, Right to the bone. He is more than a man, For a man has a home And the burden of hate, For sin he hath grown. Nay, his burden is simpler, Perhaps with a voice, For all he must do, Is make a choice. II I spake at last , And asked his best, To tell me perhaps, How he came in this mess. He turned to me then, With furrowing brows, A dull in his eyes And a cumbersome frown It was right then and there, That I learned of his plans, Of the choice in the roads At the cross of the land. "Four roads twist before me, He said, "four awry. And all them I knew They'd carry me by. One broken, dishearted, Which led to my love, And another, in itself, To the God that's above. The third was golden, As some roads, they are And led to a city With riches afar. And the last, well the last, Well that one you know That one led here And it too I know." III I looked at him then At his soft weathered eyes And wondered what evil Had taken him by No sin that I knew Could make a man so And I couldn't help ask him How he was so. "What is it my friend? Let of off your load. Is it such a bad thing That you chose' the wrong road? He sat himself down And began with a frown That to which Was followed by a sound. A sound that would form, Form into words, Words of great meaning, That could not be curved. "I know now." He said. "That which prize I have won. I have to be going Before it is done." "But what do you mean? What do you say? Are you leaving my friend? Gone on your way?" "What I have wrought, I justly deserve. My choices they make me. And my sentence is served." "But which road will you choose? Where will you go? Is it God that you seek? Or maybe rich gold. Or better yet, Could it be your love. Your hearts great desire, Sent from above." He turned to me quickly, As he walked out the door. He whispered gravely. "My friend, Your choices are yours."
Ewe Aer Mye Destination When the end of time rings it comes with a bugle call. Just like in the army when all the fun begins. The enemy comes to call. The Trumpet of the ^A^ngels will sound a ^V^ictory Sound. All the dead shall rise and some will live again. This soldier gave his life so that all his men could live. A place inside the doorway is where I will begin. Just south of and outside of hell. Where I want to dwell is just three feet from the door. But Inside where the grass is dewed on. Where the mirror of mye soul can come to be with me up there. When her final battle with despair is ended. She will have a place with me. Iff this old soldier makes it. So will She.
I apologize for the mess but perfection is not what I do best, I seem to have lost my way incomplete at the doors of defeat I find my self always picking up shattered pieces and I promise to god some how I will get through this. But I'm stuck on life's lessons again a wild storm with no apparent end. To many times I've thrown caution to the wind with full understanding of the trouble I'd be in last time to gather my vulnerability against all odds and find a feeling that's familiar to me. In time I will fix this broken portrait and be the best I can be you'll see if I reached out my hand would you help me.
Hello fate are you there. For lately seems Like life's not far, are you listening? Do you hear my cries? For your promises Are full of lies. I am here fate upon my Knees begging you to set me free, I am tired Fate of life that's bad a life full of darkness That is gray and sad. There is a Lord, I do Believe, but happiness I cannot achieve Living with scares from my past, please Answer me fate, will this pain last? So here I will stay until it's time to leave My broken heart behind, I will be waiting Fate for your replay, I will be waiting until The day I die.
I know your lost But Im here for you Open you mouth and tell me your pain I dont mind smile and the world will lift you from the same old sht I promise
You say you love me, I say I don't know what I feel. You throw the money and maybe I think this is real. Blinded by the light you spend more money then you know how to just love. Why is it that you think you own me? I feel like i'm in love but with a guy whose not you and i'm sorry to say I want to be a star but I don't need your change to help me get to where I want to go. I'm independent and I fly on my own two wings, though you might manicure them I still control the direction that they go in. Maybe if you would calm down a little and stop flashing that money maybe I would be into you for more then what to serve me. It's sad but true and I can't help what i'm feeling, I am no gold digger so stop thinking you can buy me. I am special and unique and it won't take crystall to pop the cork in me. I can feel the way he treats me and i'm falling so deep. You better not start anything or I will have to x you out the picture for life, the only reason I still talk to you is because well I don't. You stalk me everyone moment and i'd hate to say your a bugaboo but your getting on my last nerves I just might call this quits too. Don't you get the word no I will always choose love over money to me it's more about the lust. Am I attracted to you? Well the real me would have to answer but as a friends answer would say looks aren't everything. Take your money and take your dirty footprints stop stepping on my life or next time when you come around I will make sure I call the cops.
Nowhere now, Geinere awaited her day of unrightly judgment, her only hopes of victory brought thoughts of remorse and further difficulties for herself and her dying love. No embrace could be made. Her silence would remain, for accusations of such made, was sure death for thee. Her soul became fierce, conjuring redemption for this instillment, a fall from grace, her skillful prowess, her warrior bringing forth chaos. Lightning crashed as the tumults of her Goddess' vengeance squalled from the uproarious heavenly sky. "These leperous times of love's decay, porches of word, betrayed. May our devotion sate our divine qualm, a subtle devil delays, for biddings may take afar. Be it region my fate, due your rank and garb. For thee upon a graceful whim, perchance pray, your folly for your conceit and vindication. My reputation banished into the fathoms of a conceivable Hell, this lifetime. These thoughtless lusts, be it not perverse, unholy absolute!" Tears of silence beckoned the oncoming storm, a prelude to the saga of love made true, dire consequences of chaste and grim truth. - - - - The next morn. . . - - - - "Geinere, my new found love, your beauty and essence of the divine. Can'st be so familiar, for the task of royalty, a tragic array of misgivings found." Prince Alarumdives spoke ever-softly, akin to the King's arrogance, though ignorant of his wicked deeds, this past eve. "My Prince?" "What'st my father demand, for your saddened face, this morn?" "He has foresaken you my love, our marriage troubled, his grievances." "I see my love." "I am sorry if our unition burden your reputation, be it not true, for a taint crimson mine to yours and your own." "No Geinere, you know my love for you, the deepest perils of valor. You are my passion, my grace, my spirit's nestle. My love for you Geinere, the fullest, a garden of blossoming joy, yours and mine. Happiness take'st with thee, goodness and romance's virtue." "My Prince. . . ." Her eyes welling tears, her pain her bare." "My Geinere, tomorrow yours true, for thee to wed, our grace and passion fulfilled, the kingdom royal renewed." "Yes my Prince, pray our vows, not to become shrewd. May my Goddess, now Christom, strengthen my soul." "Geinere, what'st that troubles you, may I ask?" "I am at no mercy, let us parry this, yours made true, may your father's blessing bestowed not compromise a spiteful discourse. . . ."
the phone is RINGING...... i know who it isn't i have to get out from under the bed i have to do what i said i am going to be nice i will not be sad or mad or the perception of bad but, oh....honey it is so sweet and dark under here i can almost feel your breath in my ear your whisper your lips oh, babe, YOUROUR lips but oh, now i must do as i promised because if i am honest i don't want to be talked about in the missions so i will do as i said and i will pullllllllll myself out from under the bed with a heavy dead heart. janetta harrington
Heaven I tried to ascertain just what EYE might be. EYE = Eternity. A rally long time. E = MC 3. Heaven. A boy running in a straight line and never tiring never even stopping just running and running and never out of breathe never worried about his little heart, no start or beginning and no ending. Wait , no that is not eye. Heaven. Three Old Men walking with walking sticks. Walking in a straight line ,stately, and with dignity. Three Old Men whom are dignities , walking in the desert, passing bye a tent,turning out of the heat because Abraham hailed them. Please kind sirs stop in here and eye will feed them. EYE am Heaven. Eye am on my way to destroy the Sodom and Gomorrah. For the hue and the cry of it has reached to me in Heaven. Heaven. Sometimes fire upon the wicked just to save them. Heaven. Life instead of death deserved. Heaven. Manna in the wilderness instead of a man in a red dress. Heaven. Eye could now go on and on and on and on and on and on and on, Heaven???
Nocturnal anger claims the night, Raging blows rained with might, Vindictive tongues no truth in sight... Feasted on carrion As lies grow wings Shallow perceptions Matured not in spring, To be clothed in white, And hate it sings... Rebuked with blindness On a day of sorrow, When doors closed Deprived of tomorrow, To trudge in emptiness in a world so shallow... Bigotry is a venomous tree, Its fruit brings so much misery, In a world supposed to be free... Such is bigotry...
Pearls of love, diamonds of Grace; and rubies of Mercy. Opals of life, garnets of wisdom; and crystals of trust. Love above all love, grace, understanding; and Mercy evolves. Life of Christ, his wisdom and faith; and trust unending. Truth shines forth, understanding is bright; and mercy is Great. Christ, the giver of all, faith from his faithfulness; and trust to him belongs.
There you are sitting here and I don't know about you but I want to get to know you. The way you smile, the way you make me laugh. Your all I want and I just want you to know. I used to be that same shy girl who would look away when you turn towards me but don't you know we don't have forever and now that I've figured that out I won't be nervous anymore. I want you here with me and there isn't any room for playing games because your perfect in my eyes your my soul mate. The way you look at me, Oh I can't believe I let you go. But not the second time around. I will look you dead in the eye, I won't just write in my diary about what I want to do. Nothing will happen if you just sit around, I've learn this now as I watch you walk out of my life. If I ever did see you again and I mean this when I say I would walk right up to you and flirt and even though it's not in my nature I want you to know we don't have forever. So what if you reject me, I just have to know that I made an attempt. I won't let love just walk out on me, I am different can't you see. Your everything that I have dreamed and now that your back I just can't let you leave. Don't you know what it was like watching you when I was younger. I was nervous just being around you gave me shivers. Maturity is great because now I can look you straight in the eyes and tell you what I have been thinking since I first saw you. We don't have forever so if you want me please don't doodle. As I calmly walked up to you and smiled the only thought in my mind was " to be continued".
Im not sure what i did to you what i've been blaickmailed for under the rug we swept the page we tore out dance around what it told us to do its your gold to figure out this time, your pain, of the sin for being the creator did it to myself pointing out the abuse of my father whipped and chained crucified no enemies confusion of salvation weapon for a messneger for those who choose to hear it the tower of babel fell what if we were all wrong together back to the basics of how i did this to myself My father gone crazy scared of mirrors his own reflection another gopher hole to remind him of what you are remove the blind fold and see all my scars never should have trusted you strangers fictitious lies graves of danger holes to dig in plots to fall into wrap myself around the obvious to turn this loose forgive and forget i forget all the time the leash on my neck i dont forgive choke at the tears i dont understand fallen from my throne in the clouds i didnt deserve into your nightmare to live a lie called your perfect life and who arwe you mad at judas or christ for saving you from crucifiction for the crime of the century where the finger of your god gone awry realising his mistake of his image altered has come with an obvious omen to translate and photoshop you into restrictions, consequences, ways you werent supposed to bend judas christ the only face left to blame the truth of the game your playing, three moves ahead opf the game me in check mate versus a world not playing fair creating your god, to be the sin, to live your nightmare way out of hand... stuck in this corner without a hand opiates for mary jane and nobody complains fear farmers and desperation eyes of the shamed necisary contradictions to pull you out of the deepend swimming towards the sharks we keep at bay what do you think he did to you? those who walk around carrying a grudge? lied? died? never ran away leaving you with the bag in a previous life? or saved a future generation from a future of nightmares only he could save us from unravelling now never to be forgotten hail to your mercy which i dont see exist hail to your truth of who did it hail to your emptiness i am forgiven, welcomed to the family treasured as the brother i am judas judas christ so knock it off with this kane and abel blitz
A moment in time as sweet as the best wine your crying out to me and all I can tell you is hold on. It will get easier if you just let me go, Let me fade away into the darkness that you call home. I will come for you so promise me one thing when you move on I don't want you to forget me but I want you to promise me that you will not cry because that I don't like to see. Just go on with your life, I want you to have it all. Fight for that dream do you have any idea what's in store. I can feel it and I know your going to be so big, the brightest star in my world. You will succeed I promise just hold on dear darling the world is waiting for you to become what I have always dreamed. So as I fade and become invisible I want to tell you baby to hold on because you deserve what your working hard for.
Here I am, wanna take me far away from the things that trouble me? How do you know just what I need? I need sweet loving every day of the week and if you can't give it then please remove yourself because this isn't a game you won't play with my heart. I will travel the world and complete my dreams but when the time comes I want a good man to hold me. Keep me warm and show me love nothing wrong with being alone but I guess I just worry and I honestly I want that sweet affection, I need that sweet loving.
My heart feels like a ball of barbed wire My insides feel like they are on fire The wrenching sobs escaped my throat My tears are running, I can't stay afloat The feeling of dread every time I breathe Hoping and wishing that I never have to leave Hold me close, let's block out the tears When I am in your arms, I have no fears Even though we're young I know this much All troubles melt away just from your touch
Living in the glamorous, you haven't seen beauty until you come here. No one's unique just outsiders, to the people who are in it the people who aren't don't matter. Living and breathing the air of successors and opportunities if you waste your chances you will be left feeling bitter. The land of expectations No one's free from it's hold. It takes determination and experience in the world to really be known. A place full of excitement, No one truly sleeps. Day and night, living in the tall buildings and bright lights you don't exist if you don't look normal. Teased beat and left uglier than you once knew. Better conform fast or the dirt is where they'll leave you. It's not all terrible, just a million roses in a garden trying to grow and outshine each other. You'll have so much fun that you'll forget your past. Gripped into our world, dreams that someday Hollywood will come even though we despise it. Problems by the dozen but no one complains. Who would when you live in the land of expectations? Better pass, exams, life experiences, no one expects you to drown. Gasping for air, in a land of perfectionists... what matters most is that you get the grade you suppose to. But what if you don't, they'll fill you with lies leaving you with no hope. I won't conform, I won't drown, ill make my way even if it's not by regulation. What can a girl do but try to survive the world of Cliches in the land of expectations.
I open my eyes and the bright skies shine into my face, sometimes i'm paralyzed by how happy I can be. Nothing has ever felt this way before. I have never opened up this door and finally i'm ready to experience life and now it's coming. Grabbing, shoving me all in the right direction and I can't complain that i'm happy just being me. Fun, no one has to be around it's just me and myself and I can be glad all by myself. But i'm never alone, surrounding by a thousand friends and their all welcoming when ever. Tears have fallen down my eyes and I can taste the rainbow after the storms. Changes will come and I will never forget the lesson that I've learned, changes will come and I won't be the only one. I will survive. I will fight to stay alive. I will care, I will listen, tonight... changes will come.
in the garden of Eden's bliss one day a snake to Eve did hiss take the ripened fruit from the tree share it with Adam then you will see so from the tree the fruit Eve did take bringing about man's first mistake they did not attempt to make amends allowing God to forgive their sins unrepentant to God, they disobeyed He bade them leave Eden right away It was an error of the worst from that day on man was cursed as arrogance to God is a sin man had to rebuild His trust in them God gave us a way through Jesus Christ so He could come back into our lives for It's not enough to just talk the talk you must commit to walk the walk so worship God and rejoice in His wake a way to atone for man's first mistake
Walk this earth with words of worth you stand for valiant bound by eternal balance those who stand behind you will follow you and lay claim in battle for you. Like an untouched vessel your convictions can with stand untrusting conditions and external indecision. Born with ruling purpose forgotten by sorrow it is your motto:"To face a new tomorrow", injustice to fix justice is why your people place pride close to a glim in a troubled eye. A soldier of fortune wont give way to crimes of epic proportion you cast a shadow and never will your grace fall shallow it is your mission to place life in the direct path of certain strife. In your gods light so be it if you die by Satan's knife your time was well spent rest in peace innocent.
Never wished it this way The bliss have continued The joy would have been eternal The company unending But for the rupture Though the signs were there Boldly written And shouting above their voices But the heart refused to concede the head In the conflict the accord was short lived Regret and guilt grew wild Hopelessness ensued An eternal desire ripped Every effort wasted All to no avail Another dilemma Another unfinished dream Another futile chase Loss and loss all the way Salvation now desired above all.
There you were looking at me, So sure that I would never leave. You had that type of control and I craved for your energy. Don't you get it you idiot I wanted to be with you. Not a day went by where the constellations in the sky wouldn't shine wouldn't mind that I was so deep in love I would cry when you were gone. I wanted this to be something special. All you ever gave me was hurt and pleasure. Look what you've done, you've finally won got me contradicting how I really feel. You wish me bruised. A cut never sooth and now here I am again waiting for. Honestly tell me how this could be. The skies are falling and I would still be here. You hurt me you did, you shut me and locked the door. I waited for you and you never even bothered to show up. How could you do this to me? When I was the one you needed? How could you, I waited for you and wipe that conceited smile off your face before I die. You wanted me to be in love, you wanted me to drink you to the last drop. You wanted me hooked again. I saw it in your eyes the red from the drugs you been taking and still I waited for. Still I stayed with you. Some time when I go away I will realize that you weren't in disguise. You weren't my perfect boy toy. You didn't need me. You could breath without me. I guess I was too blind to see the tears you didn't cry for me. All alone sitting on a bench waiting for you to come out. I looked for you... I waited in the storm. I searched everywhere and then as I was about to give up I turned back around and saw you getting off the train I started to smile but then she rapped her around you and I fell. I waited for you. I ran down the road and now the story continues with my addiction to painful love I can't believe you did this to me. This isn't some regular love story. I closed my eyes and said good night I waited for you I thought as tears rolled down my eyes.
The day spawned a crowd of thousands as they gathered around to watch this criminal be tried. The group stood around him and mocked him, spat on him, slapped his beautiful face, cried out for his life to be taken. The men pressed forward toward him and screamed in his face that he'd be tried for his crimes and brought to justice. But the beautiful man stood silent, never once defending his innocence, never once spoke of the charges against him, never once made any sound. He stood silent with sweat on his brow and blood on his face, the bruises throbbing underneath his broken skin. He'd been mangled and tormented all night long, abused by his captors, drug around like cattle. Through everything, he never defied his accusers or retaliated or spoke ill of his horrible treatment, no, he bore it all alone. With no one by his side, he was tried and convicted of crimes he'd never committed and sentenced to death as the crowd cheered. All the sins he was convicted of became his own and the sickness that accompanied such sin as well. As his sentence was carried out, he cried out and writhed in pain, his skin torn and ripped by the men who now killed him. His blood flowed from his body as his last breath came and went in front of silent and hurting men. The sky turned dark and the earth shook as his spirit was ripped from his body and sent away to damnation and those who'd accused him cried out in shame of what they'd done. This man was innocent and had served the sentence for the crimes of the very men who'd cried for his blood. They wept for what was and what could have been in the days that followed, wondering what he'd done to deserve the fate he went into knowingly. But then he appeared to them, comforting and very much alive. Every man rejoiced for their master had returned to them as was foretold by the ancient scrolls. They touched his wounds and were astonished- he'd been dead, he had! But it was true- Jesus of Nazareth, the Anointed One, Holy Son of God the Father, had been raised from the dead and atoned for the sins of man That no longer should he be separate from God, but together in eternal life.
Omnipotent is He, all knowing is our LORD. Omnipotent is He, all trust, love and peace. omnipotent is He, all mercy, hope and life. omnipotent is He, He is our GOD!
You went blank on the line between sand and water, between seizure and assault. The tribes have unwrapped their torches, they are coming in numbers. Who was going on trial? Fierce fidelity is demanding vendetta. The drummer announces the fight. Justice parts the lips for peace against tragedy! The golden voice caves in. Time moves as a profane octopus - suckers clasping on the vital stomata. Green blood oozes from eyes. The truce was transient. Childless earth throws up the flames. SATISH VERMA
A shallow heart so lonely, bound by sorrow and sin; is weary, worn and lost ~ A seeking darkness in woe, travels amid the gloom; lodging there making that heart it's dwelling ~ A Saviour and friend in love, encompasses the heart with care; giving joy in place of sorrow ~ A shedding light amongst the darkness, filling each void with Mercy and Grace; claiming the heart which was lost and is found ~ A salvation so sure and secure, lives within the heart eternally; forever and forever, Jesus is there!
~ GOD~ To change a heart of stone, To teach His very ways. To give His guidance, To guide in every way, To love so very deep, to be the Precious One. This is, The Saviours Will! ~ HIS CHILD~ To know the change took place, To learn His blessed ways. To recieve a guide that's true, To follow as He leads the way. To share His love so perfect, To know He is the Precious One. This is, The Saviours Will! ~ HIS CHILD~ To grow in Grace Devine, To feast on His Holy Word, To trust and look to Him. To teach His Gospel to all, To give not being found out, To help even when not needed. This is, The Saviours Will!
Night and day we travel far away from home here we roam the devil can only have pleasure in this soul stealing endeavor. Men, women children all have one thing in common our beliefs which mean our time on earth because of this will be brief. Our masters the devils minions in their eyes our life has no meaning so easy they take away our dignity even the pride we still have hiding deep down in side. Finally were here the end no one's getting out of here alive truly no surprise what i wouldn't give for freedoms sunrise. The name of this place to beautiful to be filled with such hate Auschwitz were fate and faith are mixed with death. One day our masters will see what the devil has in store and soon the world will see, until then pray for us and to those who lost the battle before their eyes got the chance to see.. rest in peace. Cole Hodson Copyright (c) 2006
Things unknown now are known, never wonder else I fail. What of man is their to fear? he fades as doth a flower. Hold my heart bound tightly in love, always in need and never full. What of lust is their to want? my longings in Christ are fulfilled. Completely trusting this I pray, relying on His very faith. What of doubt is their to keep? my faith is bound in Him. I try no more else I falter, looking wholly unto Him. What of fear have I? blue the skies and joy unspeakable. Every moment has a memory, holding dear each precious one. What of minds loss do I care? Jesus completely saves!
A bright sun shone in the clear blue sky. People smiled to each other walking on the streets nearby. Moms, dads, and children laughed as they hugged and kissed; Heading for a normal day, never thinking they'd soon be missed. Suddenly the sky grew black and flames burst in the sky; What a monent before was beautiful, turned into darkness and cries. People falling, screaming and jumping to the streets below; Afraid for their lives because of what they didn't know. Shocked, hurt, terrified; people rushed to find cover; Frantically trying to help and find one another. Mothers screamed, fathers trembled and sobbed for those they couldn't find. As it became unbearable knowing some were left behind. Time has passed, but our nation still remembers the cries for all those lost that dreadful day. I remember them all each time I kneel to pray. Stand proud our children who lost their moms and dads and others; Together, united we stand stronger as sisters and brothers. Give thanks to those who still today fight strong for us all; And to those who might think to harm us beware you'll surely fall. For with God as our Savior to whom we pray; He'll grant us all redemption on that great judgement day.