God has given us
and it ought to
be devoted
entirely to God.
Bring every thought
into captivity
to the obedience of God.
In the time of trials
giving your imagination
to God can increase
your faith in God
and the Spirit of God
will abide in you.
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‘Truth is one,
know itas many;God is one,but we can approachHim in many ways.’(vision of The Rig Veda)
In every prayer
with the Almightywho created thewhole universe.Itis a wonderthat we can communicatedirectly with the author of life.
‘There’s a saying that
that has said its prayers.’Prayer is indeedthe key to overcomingor coping with anxiety,for it reassures usof God’s presenceand reminds usof our need to relyon His strength,not on our own.(Graphic: Christianstt.com saved to DAILY PRAYER Pinterest)
Are we not
somethingwonderfuleach time we seea center fieldercatch a fly ballin order to computewhere the hallwill fall, or wherethe mint of interceptionwill be, he must takeinto account the speedof the ball, its curvatureof fall, its direction,windage,initial velocityand the rate ofprogressivedecreasein velocity.
In spirit,
by time and space,untouched by experience.In spirit you are pure love.Identify yourself withyour spiritual nature.Love is your true nature.(This was published in Poetfreak under the name of Genovamaaa. Genova was my beloved mother. She died at the young age of 38. I want to keep her name alive as long as I am alive) .
The more the Lord purifies you,
from all dross and become capableof concentrating all its affection upon Him.Walk, then, in this way by acceptingpurification in view of a deeper love,and by orientating your whole spirituallife toward the exercise of love.(Graphic: Brandy Stockman saved to moon948Charlotte Bird- Pinterest)
poets are front-runners
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in the morning sun
out for adventure
a tangerine tinge
birds returning home
Counting the numbers
mystery remains
There was a young man named Blount
The machine developed a bugInstead of counting it did ragThe poor man lost the entire amount
life’s boat will sail
through the sea of love
At men’s heart where your
only pain emergesNeither demands are honourednor cherished dreams are fulfilled
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Life in animation,
Images, recreation,
Delectation!
Cinema,
Spoken or Silent,
What Talent!
Standing ovation.
Films,
My adoration,
The world of Make Believe,
Titanic creation,
Moving sensation,
My Salvation!
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We all want to shock,
Some do it negatively,By throwing verbal rocks,Or printing evil blocks,Or lying to each other,Thinking that that way,They’ll hit harder,And negatively get farther.
We had known each other for some time,
Our hands had touched and nothing else,But when I saw You, I was blessed.Yet separation came too soon!You chose the Earth and I the Moon,Never again our paths did cross,And you became my Albatross,My one and only, greatest loss
In the Solitude of my gray loneliness,
In the veiled mist of the phantom pond,I miss you,Nothing is clear any more,A thick cold trembling fog,Has settled in my heart,Nothing moves,As I continue to miss you.A black dense sense of nothingness,Takes hold of my existence,An ill omen for tomorrow.But tomorrow will never come,You have taken my life and my light,And I so desperately,…
We experiment,
Never leavingGood enough, aloneWe have succeeded,Turning, into ruble,Almost every decentFeeling,Once upon a timeEver owned.Breaking good rulesIs not success,Without respectGood behaviorAnd toleranceSocial equilibriumWill never be obtainedNor a more,Just society, gained.We are on the roadTo very big TroubleTime to reflect,A free for all societyLed by fools,Without any rational rulesIs Doom, waiting to projectThe worst film,We could ever…
There is love of beauty,
That baroque does not provoke,As beautiful is the lily,As the towering, stately oak.
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Amplification of New Horizons,
Visions of ‘Sugar Plum Fairies’,
Dancing on the prairies,
Of the Mind.
Off to the Conquest,
Of New found Lands,
Where Feelings can be scanned,
Deeply, Sincerely,
Aesthetically,
Pathetically
Even Poetically,
Without license,
Freely,
Playing the music,
Of all Lands,
Of all People,
Universality,
Dancing,
Holding Hands.
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WHY
The most Desperate WordIn any Language!Why?Because,So many timesThere are no Answers.
If I could,
In the most exquisite GardenWhere lies dead and buried,All of hate.
Last night my happiness was great,
Would happily conclude and more,But now I realize, sadly so,That ours were footprints in the snow,Love cannot die and bloom again,Today can’t be what we were Then!
To accept evil,
I will never be part,Of teaching hate.
Sometimes I feel as if,
Fluttering around, fluttering aroundAnd I can’t go ahead, unlessI write their flutters, down.But please don’t tell anyone!For they may come aroundAnd take me to a place,Where all dreams are drowned.
Love
Of human dignityDoes blend,To LifeAll meaningLends,That’s whyOf LoveWe never,Have enough!
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Donation of the gods,
Traveling to other Worlds
Has never been so fulfilling!
Where fiction and plurality
Of Wisdom and Dreams,
Can be seen and had.
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To make the inanimate, animate
Is the miracle of the great artistBy always implanting, Feeling.
Like the air that circles by,
Your beloved presence, here,Indispensable, my Dear,When I know that you’re not near,Black, dark Shadows break all Light,Life becomes a useless sight,In the sadness of the night.Without you, there is no me,Being has just stopped to be,Oneness is so obsolete,Two hearts should as one now beat,Only Love can Life complete.
You auto-denominate yourself
A profession without a degree,Having been formedIn the individual College,Of the Mentally Free,You seek and want the approvalOf others, too…But what in reality isA Poet?Complicated question,When I find out,And if I doI’ll be sure to shareThe coveted answerWith all of you.
You’re the dream in my dreamland,
Your the promise in my land,You’re Everything to me.
Plaid
In the WorldOf Topsy-turvy,Where the moonMay hide in fright,As the paleness of her faceCauses lovers to delight,Only love can dissipateColors, Phantoms,Of the Night