hear me
just a night to post about faith.
woe is me
just a poem about my faith.
O.D.
This poem was inspired by a show that has travelled the world for the last 45 years called 'Heavens Gates, Hell's Flames'. I saw it a few years ago and the idea of this poem was born back then. It took another year before I wrote it. Unlike in the show, my character gets a second chance. I'm a sucker for a happy ending.
Ignored
another day n my life
I Am There
At the break of dawn as the sun shatters the sky Dissolving the last vestiges of night Bringing forth a new day, a new hope I am there In the mid of the day when the sun beats down Drying and baking the ground When the heat haze covers the la
Quietly, Softly, Gently
A friend once said that you are never alone at night
Who am I
Who am I? I ask myself But the answer's not forthcoming Twisting and turning, this way and that From all angles I look at the question But all I meet is silence within For me the answer's not given My eyes must seek much further afield For the
God dreams of you...
The protecting hand...
What Would Jesus Find
The other day a friend placed a challenge in front of me...what would Jesus find if He was to walk the streets of Adelaide today...both good and bad...I hope you enjoy the resulting piece of work...thank you
Ancient of Days
I was talking to an elderly Gent (in his 90's) and he told me that every night he stands under the stars and praises the 'Ancient of Days'
A Soul T Keep
This was written some time ago when I was writing and experimenting with music and poetic themes.....I have produced it here from memory maybe making it slightly different from the original......
A Soul T Keep
This was written some time ago when I was writing and experimenting with music and poetic themes.....I have produced it here from memory maybe making it slightly different from the original......
~The Secret Ingredient~
This poem is just about how so often we can put our hope and trust in men, in ourselves, in whatever government, or anything, and that hope is always found wanting, and is not strong enough to carry what the world needs to funtion. The only place in which our hope can be, and that which can sustain us, is in Jesus.
I AM WITH YOU
People nearest to your heart may leave you Wealth health prestige too Failures disappointments sorrounds you Feeling broken hearted in all you do You carry the weight of the world on your shoulders Misery sadness disasters You tend to give up
Peace In Heaven
Wrote this poem for anyone who had lost a loved 1 to an illness or something else. It's about missing them, not telling them enough how you cared before they left this world, and then realizing that God had other plans for them in Heaven.
Healing Hands
After reading 'The Miracle of Nain' by Swade777 I became inspired...just had to write it...so thanks mate for the inspiration
The Wind (Let all the Earth Rejoice)
I watched and listened to a mother explain to her young daughter the Nativity scene and out of that this was born
In the Stillness of the Night
I wrote this a while back for a friend who was having a daily struggle with life and her faith
I Am, He Is, And Together We Are
I am nothing, I am no one, I am nothing at all. I'm the victim, a murder weapon, the emergency for the call. I am the sentence of my own conviction, and the limousine at the funeral. The remnants of self addiction, that remember what I am still.
The Tears I Cry
Standing in a field of flowers, wide eyed under your evening sky on the inside just a desperate dessert dying from the devils lies. How loud should I shout? How dirty should these knees become, until you see what true life's about, until you can t
Purity, Oh Purity
Purity, Oh purity, where has she gone? Banished from home, and where she belongs. Once a precious stone, now tarnished to bronze. A more beautiful and fairer face, there never was. Where could she be, oh miss purity? Purity, my purity, clothed
Sacred me.. Sacred you..
The essence of true equality..
In the Name of the Vicar
Vanguard in death and deception, Innocent hearts heed to his illusion. Cry Mama Africa, cry for your children. Angels with dark countenances are raised against them. Rise black man, awake from your slumber, Inactivate the medium that is deceivin
God Over Us
God over us like hard rock covering land mollusks, shielding them from tropic sun (like hell raging on Gomorrah) and velvety ocean breeze carrying salt to season coconut water. Zebra type, like a leopard’s stubborn spots, Shun the selfles
Reality
A day like to day oblivious to all all is all...or nothing before have we gone for it now and gave it our best. What is the reality or is it nothing at all? Are we, ourselves or something just made from bits of others of this and that why does
....All....
Is there more of all...?
I am awake and alive !
this is exactly how I am feeling
we´re a blessing song
only you make me better, altought -I admit- I´m a little rebel, you always beg for someday I´ll can to change, I´d like to think of other way, give all for you, and my promises are dead leaves, I always finish to lose, my dices are cheats, my gam
Muir Woods 2
A Haiku poem: A Japanese lyric verse form having three unrhymed lines of five, seven, and five syllables, traditionally invoking an aspect of nature or the seasons. In nature there is no good or evil. It's non dualistic. Inspired by Joseph Campbell.
COSMIC INTIMACY
Connection and intimacy is the inspiration of this poem.
Untitled
written may 27th. 2011 in a moment of reflection on the souls temporary experience in a human body...
ANGELS
hope this write came out good. but this was a little joke i told my brother tried to put it in a poem don't know if this worked or not as a poem.
I take the Merciful One's shape
more beautiful words from Nesimi, to follow from yesterday.
Solomon
Tribute to King Solomon..and his (ECCLESIASTES).
Celestial Secrets
A journey beyond light, beyond darkness, deep into the mysteries of Luciferian Mysticism. (I posted this at the Starlite Cafe poetry site in 2010, under the name Grailknight777.)
Cosmic Dream
A poem about the necessity of evil to define good, and of darkness to define light. The universe would be poorer without both sides! (I posted this at the Starlite Cafe poetry site in 2010, under the name Grailknight777.)
Angels Without Wings
I wrote this poem for a Poery contest at all poetry dot com. It won a SILVER award. Enjoy. xx
Invitation
Faith is the hand that leads you, to a place where truth is Truth has beauty truth has answers no deception are found in her Love embraces find those traces lead us to God by faith our eyes will see.
Lord please forgive me!
just seeking the lord!
Sir, Think Again
God is in the business of changing things… Changing situations of the nations and its people. Changing purposes and the goals that we all reach for, changing entire lives and one's twisted perceptions, and replacing life's lenses from one's shade
~If upon~ (Happy Easter everyone)
A tribute to a very special weekend. Easter. God bless everyone.