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Missing you
By Ramaking
Due to your departure
Thousand leagues
I rode so far away
Among country roads;
Thousand herds
Of cattle I touched;
Thousand colts I tamed ;
But the longing for you,
The missing of you,
In a framework of feelings
I did not tame
Because I am busted,
Lost among ghost buildings.
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Posted: Nov 2018
About this poem:
In the poem Missing You, the poet Ramaking follows the tradition of the minstrels, the poets wanderers, belonging to the Middle Age in France, Portugal and Spain. This tradition was brought later to Brazil with the Portugueses in the colonial period. As a rule, in a dramatic tone, the minstrel describes the loss or departure of a loved one. This tendency was incorporated in the center of Brazil by the "caipiras" , regional country singers that ended up becoming a popular phenomenon of the Brazilian music. Truly speaking, the roots of the minstrels can be traced to the Classical Antiquity and in epics like Iliad and Odyssey from Homer.
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Exposing the world
to your vile Pricks
Ejaculating luciferian serums
Corrupting our DNA.
Raping our throats
and nostrils
Searing
our consciousness
We know
what you want Satan
to defile the holy temple
of the holy body
So it shall be
in the last days
as in the days
of Noah
You desire
to be like God
but you will never
be God
God knows our very thoughts,
You are a counterfeit
You are a fraud
who lies steals and destroys
You come
to deceive
the world
with poison
You desire to control
through Luciferace tracking,
graphene Oxide,
parasites and disease
You are a parasite
and disease
to all humanity
and to all of Heaven
You are eternally
exiled from heaven
with all your
demon minions
In your hatred rath
plan destroying
anything made
in God's image
Yahweh is still on the throne
Christ has paid the ransom
and holds the keys
to Hades and hell
Your final
Destination
Because as you know
The Lamb wins!!! ©
07/12/21~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Dec 2021
About this poem:
Current time catastrophe
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I am the lighting forking beneath the dark grey clouds
The rays of sun shinning forth through the haze
The strong wind pushing against your face and body
Bending the trees
Swirling the brown and yellow leaves
That once lay there insignificant
I am the full moon
That swirls the waters
Of your blood through your veins
The rainbow shooting through your spine
Releasing colours through your being
Awaking you from your slumber
I am mother earth in all her glory
Rocks and mountains
Crystals and minerals
Life and energy
I am a spark from the universe
Sometimes you catch it in my eyes
You feel it emanating from my body
I will share with you what I have
But you cannot take it
Do not try to destroy me
Because you want it for yourself
You will lose me forever
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Posted: Aug 2017
About this poem:
This poem was written after I was laying face down in my pillow sobbing
I felt a warm hand on my shoulder
Yet nobody was there in the room with me
The presence of the comforting hand enabled me to spring to my feet and write this poem
I felt strongly that this presence was God and came to help me free myself and my children from cohesive abuse...
Reflecting on The poem has helped me throughout my life to remember who I am in God...
I found this poem to be very powerful when recited live on stage for performance poetry
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we traveled together on the night train
she smiled looked across and love went straight to my brain
Her slender frame made me blush and tried to hide in shame
if i don,t find the courage to ask for her number i will be the one to blame
Its a number 666
Call me later and date can be fixed
Candy was her real and working name
when she was out working she was on the call gal game
But don,t worry she carries know bitter Shame
You see love does not run in one straight line
sometimes it can leave your heart feeling like its been stabbed with sharp needle pine
So when you take your next trip
watch out for that special gal who can turn a nice trick
My brain is confused and my life is so empty
if only i could find love and romance i would have plenty
If your reading this now and want to respond
Its free to message me without paying out cash or applying for a bond
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Posted: Jul 2018
About this poem:
Its about the inner world of a man who is trying to find true love and meets a lady on a night train=she sells herself to other men but the man ends up falling in love with her and they arrange to fix a date.
How many of us have ventured down strange pathways with people who seemed unsuitable only to have this confirmed at later stages after introductions.
There,s an invitation in the poem inviting people of strange inner world and earth plain travel who might read this and want to connect spiritually and maybe even emotionally,
A heart which is vacant and wanting to touch an other
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Why am i lost when i want to belong
to find the place i need to keep searching and have to be strong
My life is surrounded by people who feel totally wrong
I have to keep restraint and not loosen my tongue
I only want some love inside of my heart
if only i could find her it would be a start
just someone caring that makes me feel real
then my heart would mend and then finally heal
If your reading this and know this could be you
send me a wink or message which would give me a clue
I would love to find you in time for new year
and embrace and kiss you as we both say happy new year
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Posted: Dec 2016
About this poem:
Its a poem about the struggle to find true love and a sense of not belonging or connecting with the people and culture around you=as if fate need,s to move you to another faith some place else=so the poem is also like a diary reference to look back on to see if change which is badly needed =happens,
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A snowy cold April evening
turned Antarctic cold when she left me
I curled in my bed and tried my imaginary hug
But it was of no use, she had gone
The optimism for the future left me that cold dark night
My dream that had longed in my heart was again vacant
For what more I didn't know.
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Posted: Apr 2022
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All the rich men say
I think I'll plow my hobby garden today
Then I'll clean and wax my hobby 57 Chevrolet
We'll drink champagne
And play cards a lot
While out sailing on our hobby yacht
I wouldn't want anyone's feelings to be hurt
So I'll show up to shake hands on Sunday
At my hobby church
Then we'll make reservations at our hobby restaurant
We're so humble and modest
Our hobbies always look so nonchalant
We'll always be know as man and wife
Though we're not married to each other
Cause it's easier to be married to a hobby life
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Posted: Apr 2022
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If I could step from cloud to cloud as they slowly cross the blue sky
If I could be an invisible giant standing up there so high
Sometimes there would be a shower or two for I would surely cry
Looking down below at a world on display
I'm sure I would be amazed
Sometimes it's my imagination that helps me have a wonderful day
There I would be with eagles and see a hawk when it starts to dive
Maybe if I tilt my ear angels I could hear
Sometimes it's my imagination that helps me be alive
I would reach out one hand to the moon
The other towards the sun
No one would see an invisible giant just out having fun
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Posted: Apr 2022
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When the wind blows again
Yes when the summer wind begins to blow
I will sing a love song for you
Soft and mellow
When the summer sun rises in the early morning skies
And you open up your eyes
And while your head lays gently on your pillow
I'll sing a love song for you soft and mellow
Later on in the day we will steal away
For a walk in the emerald green meadow
Mother nature will hum along I just know
As I sing a love song for you soft and mellow
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Posted: Apr 2022
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My mind is racing my mind is torn
I lie here waiting for the morning sunlight to be my alarm
The firmness of the ground is a cowboy's bed
I pour another cup of coffee my eyes are still red
It's been a few days since I left that town
Wondering if I will ever settle down
But I must be like the roving wind
My destiny might be around another bend
Riden' and ropen'
Driving cattle to and fro
Drifting and dreaming
As the days keep trying to make me old
Get along little doggie going down the chisholm trail
A cowboy is always lonely he never gets any mail
There's a mighty lot of cattle to drive to and fro
Drifting and dreaming as the days keep trying to make me old
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Posted: Apr 2022
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