Last Commented Allegory Poems (898)

I'm so tired,
And here's the reason why.
We hiked and played all day,
Up and down, and all around,
And that's why I'm tired today!

(C) Copyright 2013, Faith Times Ministry

Poetic justice,
Catacombs of Disregard,
Enhance expressions,
With written emotions,
Makes you have goosebumps.

Spandex is a privilege,
Essence are not nonsense,
what is one plus one?
that's easy its ten!
Good! excellent answer,
You will be someone great soon .


Devil may cry
Do you know why
Coz they can't fly
And they can't die

Selling a dream is easy,
Like building castle in the air,
A deal is the devil's game,
It never change just the name.

A film star must get naked,
Or the world will forget you existed,
Lawyers sell metaphorical misnomers,
To reach higher goals in life,
Doctors the biggest drug sellers,
Many have fallen into their traps.

I'll be hanged for exposing their lies ,
The system is in fact a pyramidical trap!
The all seeing eye is a spy,
Into your homes,schools and work,

Its easy to blame it on the money,
It can't stand up for itself,
And you surely can't stop using it,
Your dirty little secret is safe,
Just don't stir the hornets nest.

How many dreams does it take to make a reality and when its real is it still a dream.

If one lie can break a heart can one more save a lifetime of heart break.

Is a life a collection of ones memories or the way you are remembered by others.

Is a good life the way you feel about people or the way others feel about you.

Is ones destiny an open invitation or a set course of consequences that multiply to our end.

At what stage do we deem our lives a success and if we got there would we know.

Are you ever really alone when you carry someone else's love so deeply in your heart.

Do we get one chance at life and if we got a second would we be oblivious to mistakes we made first time around.

Are we really the people we think we are or is our view distorted from the pain and pleasure of our lives.

Are you free when everything is lost or chained by the responsibility of everything that is gained.

Is life a multiple choice question or has the answer been staring us in the face all along.

If we could freeze frame our lives would we always wonder what the next frame held in store.

If honesty is the best policy then why does the truth hurt.

We search for happiness all our lives but why do we hold on to sorrow so tightly.

How come we feel richer by giving than by saving it for ourselves.

If we could go back in time and forewarn ourselves what advice would we give and would it ruin the surprise.

To find a place where my heart is held lovingly, protectively
Where in my success or failure I'm made to feel I belong

To find a place where my thoughts are considered gracefully
Whether right or wrong I remain the lyrics of your song

To find a place where my soul is lifted up freely, daily
Where in good times and bad times, I'm loved all along!

To find a place where my colour, lack of talents or possessions
Ain't the basis you measure my worth as a person.

To find a place empty of secrets, hidden personal agendas
Where transparency resides to foster faith and trust

To find a place where there is neither You nor I
Where Two become One and Us is in our minds

To find a place devoid of restrictive physical boundaries
Not Queensland or Auckland or anywhere else in the world

To find such a place is to dwell within the confines
Of a most loving heart. Home is not here or there!

Only in your heart my love, I feel most at home!

blue is the colour that we see
staring at space into infinity

a blue sky appearing up above
denotes fine weather that we love

a blue ribbon for a performance
implies a standard of excellence

a blue jeans is a common garment
that is found on every continent

a bluebird is a symbol of bliss
which signifies true happiness

a blue moon indicates an event
that is extremely infrequent

true blue signifies deep loyalty
to a cause or person that is worthy

a blue sky reflected in the blue sea
paints a picture of perfect harmony

Yesterday is gone, too late for regrets
All memories of the past locked away
My hopes and fears joining them
Troubles I have had like most, happiness
Seemed to be just a dream from the past
So few of them have survived, once
Far from here I was carefree until you went
Away to war, the news came, lost in action

Now I dwell in the past with locked memories
It seems no point when I no longer can share them
Looks of love from others all around me
As if to taunt me, reminding me of you
Though it is a lovely day my heart weeps a single tear
They're one of many that never manages to fall
Here in my eyes they remain burning hot scalding me
To be with you once more just once to hold you
Stay my heart screams, do not go, do not leave me

Oh how can this be, such terrible pain rips at me
I hear a knock on the door and he is there saying
Believe in me my love, I told you I would return
In your heart you knew I was alive, I am back safe
Yesterday is over, the war won and our life moves on

Ramparts adorn the castle walls
Amidst them slotted turrets
Making for a grim facade
Inside a moat that repelled many
Fortess of all it guards
In its depths a dungeon
Captives were placed there
A home to torture chambers
The stains of blood darkly visible
Inferno pit in the centre
Over which people were hung alive
No mercy given here to foes
Screams heard for miles around

He stalks through the dark streets and lanes
looking, searching for a victim
seeing a likely women he follows
for days he watches her routine

Once satisfied he makes his plans
then sets aside all he will need
tomorrow is when he will act
he takes pleasure thinking on it

The following night he is there
goes to the door rings her bell
she opens it and is surprised
quickly he ushers her inside

Shaking in terror, do not hurt me
is the tearful plea, she stutters
no my dear you have it all wrong
I was tasked to check you out

You see you are now an heiress
your grandfather leaves a fortune
to who fills his will conditions
I am pleased to say you do

Now all you need to do is sign here
and all his possessions are yours
with a squeal she gave him a hug
her saviour from drudgery

Love me not for outward appearance
the sum of me is far more than that

Love me not for the things I do for you
that just scratches the surface of me

Love not me for worldly goods and possessions
for all of these soon can vanish like dust

Love me just as I am with warts and all
take time and learn to understand my moods

Love me for the words that spring from my pen
these sentences will tell you what I am about

Love me and accept I often walk a different path
and in return you will hold my heart in your hands