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Details | Lyric | |

WE'RE STILL WE

Just because we're not together
Doesn't mean we're far apart
You may no longer see me
Cause I'm hidden in your heart
I am the warmth in your sunrise
The breeze dancing in your hair
Don't think for even a moment
That I'm gone, no longer there

I'm singing through that sparrow
My fragrance is in the rose
My shade is under the big oak
I'm in the poem you just composed
I still see you in the moonlight
Tell all your secrets to me
I'm closer than you can imagine
Never alone, girl we're still we

*A father on his deathbed pens this poem to his daughter to encourage her when he's gone, to remind her that he will never really leave her!

Date: 11-11-14


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

the day you flew to Heaven


           We knew , it was if a moment stopped in time 
              hearing the news before most of the World did
           He loved to fly his plane from Colorado to Monterey Bay
           He was a avid golfer at Pebble Beach respected 

           He had loves and passions from many places 
           deciding to fly low through the overcast red sunset
            Not only did he love music and inspire all 
            He loved his Plane , he will always remain a beautiful Soul

              The next day it was confirmed ..all saddened 
             It was John Denver's plane that went down
             Today in Pacific Grove stands the Memorial 
             So Kiss me and smile for me we will ~
              always in loving memory 
               OH babe ,  do we hate you go ~    
                            
    

         Inspired by ; contest in Music and Loss of an Artist
                   "Leaving on a Jet Plane "
             


Details | Lyric | |

Dying Eyes

I have lost the will to change
Taking the path that leads to nowhere
The darkness is taking over
something i cannot repair 
If it is to be broken
Drowning in the sorrow
I cannot give in
Take the fall and run to the heavens
Im never going to bow
Im never going to break
I will not fall
I will not fade
I was made to take your breathe away
Whenever my hope is lost
Thats my chance to run for cover
Light the fuse and burn it up
I dont want to change the world
I just want to make it colder
Watching the end
With our dying eyes
Tell me where forever lies


Details | Free verse | |

Moments In Time

The sweetest sounds of burning trees
A gentle stroking in the breeze
The calm has lasted past the storm
Cloudy visions, Satan’s roar
Too many sights have passed my way
A time found only in the haze
The softest screams are running bare
My aching bones creak as I stare

You walk a distance towards me
The fall’s eternal, can’t you see?
I’m a memory in your heart
I whisper to you in the dark

The battle’s started at the end
No one is coming to repent
The sinners grab their wine from prey
No judgment calling here to stay
The sport is reckless to be told
The one is laughing at his souls
It falters nowhere to be sure
The power grows forevermore
Like a spirit in the wind
I have no say in where you’ve been 
But cross the line to come to me
And pay the price for ecstasy

You walk a distance towards me
The fall’s eternal, can’t you see?
I’m a memory in your heart
I whisper to you in the dark. 


Details | Lyric | |

Flowing like a river

Thought this one deserved another chance

As the river flows

As the river flows
So surely to the sea
It’s power be a wondrous sight
As it roams the land so free
The path of no resistance
Is how she lives each day
I will learn from this old river
I need to live this way.

As the river flows
She takes all in her stride
Not dogged by expectations
Not held back by her pride
She flows into the ocean
She knows this be her home
She has no need to hurry
She’s just content to roam.

Oh, I’ll be like that river
That’s how I’ll live my life
All free from fear and worry
Until my time is rife
To join that mighty ocean
All filled with sweet devotion.

As the river flows
And things get in her way
She knows to never struggle
Just flows from day to day
And lets the power take her
To where she needs to go
Her softness melts all obstacles
Albeit, oh so slow.


Details | Lyric | |

Forever Radiant




Radiant hymn's   of morning sun
of Godly words   O' how I run
to and fro
I traipse in search
in love I rest
still      my spirit yearns  

I will sing of the Lord's great love
forever...
forever..
forever...

I hear the call    upon the hill
in shallow breath    my heart lie still
O' trial O' fear
I march ahead
I call my king
on Zion's perch

I will sing of the Lord's great love
forever...
forever..
forever...


To proclaim    everlasting     the prize
onward and bestowed to rise
O' anointed one
I march ahead
in love I rest
each day of toil   

I will sing of the Lord's great love
I will sing
forever..
forever...

forever... 

O' how I bear   in my heart
in completion   just    to be a part
with sinful flesh
my spirit cries
I call my King
to shun desire

I will sing of the Lord's great truth
I shall sing forever
forever...
forever...
forever...

Amen......

_______________________________




Contest-Larry Cohen's Masterpiece 'HALLELUJAH.'





Details | Lyric | |

THIS TIME LORD I'M COMING HOME

This time Lord I'm coming home.
     Hungry, tired, all alone.
I feel the angels comfort me.
     This is where I want to be.
This time Lord I'm coming home.
     It's always been where I belong. 
I'll do the things I know I should,
     'Cause, this time Lord, I'm coming home for good.

How quickly all the years have passed.
It seems like yesterday.
My faith was slipping, fading fast,
And I just walked away.
In search of all the earthly things,
That somehow brought me joy.
I knocked and doors were opening,
Was just the devil's ploy.

My senses lived a blissful life,
With every turn I took.
I left my home, the kids and wife,
Without a second look.
I prayed for good times every night
A new world to explore.
I heard a voice, say, "It's alright."
And then I lost some more.

I drank my way to happiness.
Gave barroom crowds a show.
Was in some woman's sweet caress,
Whenever I would go.
The morning light fell down on me,
A dull consuming weight.
That took away the memory 
Of heaven's pearly gate.

Had nothing left, I lost it all.
Was well on my way down.
I swam in tears and alcohol,
Until I thought I'd drown.
Was contemplating suicide.
Had nowhere else to go.
That's when I heard the voice inside...
I'LL ALWAYS LOVE YOU SO!!

This time Lord I'm coming home.
     Hungry, tired, all alone.
I feel the angels comfort me.
     This is where I want to be.
This time Lord I'm coming home.
     It's always been where I belong.
I'll do the things I know I should.
     'Cause, this time Lord, I'm coming home for good.



Details | Lyric | |

Climbing Moriah

I am climbing up Moriah
With the thing I love most dearly;
On the mountain's heights above me,
I will see my God more clearly.
Incredible expectation!
For with the knife and holy fire,
I must on a stony altar
Bind up and slay my heart's desire.

O, this God of mine, all knowing!
Past my finite mind can see
In the distant, vast eternal
All that He destined I should be.
Only He can make a promise,
And He fulfills each sovereign vow;
Though He slay me, I will serve Him.
He led me here, I'll trust Him now.

The knife is raised; beyond the void
I dare not cast my weary sight;
I can hear no gentle laughter 
In the deep canyons of the night.
I will look instead at Jesus,
And His command I will obey.
There are rams in all His thickets;
He is the Christ, the same always.


Details | Haiku | |

The Internet: Return

A void of Facebook
Creativity dies here...
Procrastination!


Details | Lyric | |

Who am I

A tribute to Ramana Maharshi, a man who has inspired me for forty years. a greaty Indian saint he was.....Peter




Who Am I?

Sometimes I ask the question “who Am I?”
Am I just this tiny speck put here by trust?
Just a puppet in the hands of destiny
To be blown within the wind just merely dust.

Then sometimes I’m aware of who I am
As I stand beside a lake or waterfall
As the music of the morning melts into me
And deep within that ancient whisper calls.

Well I ask myself this question
“Will I ever find the way?”
Ramana told me what to do
Said “Do it now, today!”

Oh such a little question one may ask
Does the answer come and blow the mind away?
Will the truth arise to set the bird to freedom?
If one asks this thing each minute of the day.


Details | Blank verse | |

he is leaving home

                            
                  In great respect of the band I grew up listening to
                       as sure as Mom passed down Saturday Chores 
                      for I had been chosen to scrub bathroom floors `

                    Yet a familiar sound would bring me to keep scrubbing
                       The red album, The blue album , The White album 
                        Then .. Abbey Road , always remembering the sad look on
                  Ringo's face ,  something hard to understand underneath~
                       
                      I get it now, what you were saying all those years ago ,
                    the many sad lonely tears , secret tears , secret fears 
                    For Maxwell's Hammer was a real one . It wanted silence

                    Going back ..remembering when John Lennon died 
                      I was in Arkansas saddened with the world .
                      Then seeing his face saying " Drag isn't it " 
                      No .. this was not my hero in music and song .

                      he was a stand in hired William , he filled his shoes 
                      bringing diversity to create so much beautiful music from loss

                       One left standing , alone;; grief struck on back cover ~
                       The other identity hidden, tried to be part of ..coming together
                                                                                                                                                                        
                            his  world of secrets
                        He to suffers today , in fear , Faul~
                       
                        Too many years gone by .let us tell the Truth. Let us be free
                         The very sad long and winding Road ~
                         Let us Bury our real Paul. 

                         No more " Mystery tour "
                             No more fear 
                                Let him be in peace ~


           Inspired by " The Last Testament of George Harrison , Is Paul Dead ? "

                






Details | Lyric | |

Energy

Energy-Rising-From-The Lower-Beem
Rise With My Mind And My Heart
You Starring
You Visualize The Vibrations In Me
White Energy Rising From The Lower Beem

The Love Star....
The Secret Love Star
The Secret Love Star
Star.....
The Secret Love Star
The Secret Love Star

Kundalini Is Locked Behind The Doors
Its Getting Hot
Please Open Double Doors
The White Fire Rise Up My Spine
Your Heart Desire
The Star Between My Thighs

The Love Star....
The Secret Love Star
The Secret Love Star
The Love Star...
The Secret Love Star
The Secret Love Star
Repeat2x:


Details | Epic | |

Silk Scarf


Last night the moon told me to pass,
from that same knoll we used to walk,
midwinter's cold, after school's class,
- I heard the silences to talk.

The moon above, was a waxed smile,
transmitting to creation light;
the pines were present and the aisle,
recalled my bronze six buttons bright.

I think the night wanted to talk,
or maybe to attend and care,
something was missing from that walk,
but was ascribed in the hung air.

Arcane the moonlight and your stare,
asserted truths that were forgotten,
my only certainty was aware,
the pines our song recited often.

I think you passed alone from there,
before the solitude to nest,
upon my Oxford blue sky's fare,
and constellation of Northwest.

Ascend above the stars of then,
appreciate the ghosts of time,
upon the knoll I walked again,
amid the pines, the sage and thyme.

The arbor greens, recalled that scarf,
I bought from Indies, on last barque,
half-ended trip because the surf,
never revealed the moors in dark.

Blue waves on silk, buoyancy failed,
betimes it was this last of nights,
the winds of Indian reckon wailed,
sea waters entered from dead lights.

© G. V. 01-16-2012
( Iambic tetrameter)


Details | Iambic Pentameter | |

dance on glass


I know her dance on glass at night
and how directs soul’s wounds to string
upon the nimbus raindrops cling
- prismatic moon of broken light.

Then she becomes faint shape to frame
her misty wander - face and faith
before the tears - beloved her wraith
pristine and fair her ancient name.

Lone garden’s sadness in her eyes
celestial blue - emerald coast
becomes her verse,  solitudes’ host
and repercussions that incise.

She gallivants untimely role
(in void’s catastrophe stars glare) 
soul dances in the scent of air, 
evanescent the path of Sol.

She gallivants marginal dreams
and stars become far blinking smiles
how lonesome are the winter isles
and the ship’s frozen steel-made brims! 

Descending light - circular flare
that fades away, beyond skylines
- erstwhile her soul shall sail on brines
evanescent celestial stare.

© G. V., 05-25-2013, All Rights Reserved
(Iambic tetrameter)


Details | Lyric | |

I died Because I Love You

I died Because I Love You [Lyrics of Gospel Song] You are the one who walks on water, you’re the one who raises the dead The fact that you ever bother, leaves me so astounded. My existence is not perfect, nor ever could it be. Why you would ever bother, always amazes me. Chorus Lord, you hold me close so gently, when into your presence I come. With love and compassion, your quiet whispers become, “I died because I love you, and I’d do it all again. I suffered so intently, at the hands of earth’s men. I died because I love you, and I’d do it all again. **********Yes, I died because I love you, and I’d do it all again!”*********** Those words always touch my heart, and truly heal my soul. Just to know you love me, such love to grasp, enroll. For I’m a wretched sinner, no greater wretch could be, And yet, you said, “I died because I love you, I died on Calvary.” My heart aches when I falter, because it’s you I disappoint. But instead of a scolding, my forgiveness you appoint. It’s because you love me, that I’ve grown to love you too. And each time I hear you say those words, my love for you just grew. © Copyright 2012 Maureen LeFanue www.maureenlefanue.com


Details | Iambic Pentameter | |

brines' sister


Back in the distance stood her form
she waved saluting - and I knew,
our life had stopped , the distance grew,
- when I embarked, her glance was warm.

The Adriatic was that night
calm - covered by a cotton mist,
- she shroud became, of our last feast
that lingered in the souls first light.

And ghostly was the old ship's log
- fair ocean sister - end betimes
she covered us with sounds of chimes
that rang harmonic from the fog.

Like Sirens' voices their sound welled
forthright - unearthly was their verse
so blithe and kind in minds rehearse
thus spoken words beloved and held.

Brines' sister, distance and faint glow
- from depths my solitude enacts,
while shooting stars on earthward tracks
night-race to quench by ocean's draw.

The boldness of the ship declines
the nautilus' endangered fare;
it's wrongful to recall her stare,
our bicycling and coastwise pines.

Brines' sister song conducts in air
- our magistral attended line,
how beautiful the dewdrops shine
- aloneness floats on seaward fare.

© G.V. 04-21-2013
(Iambic tetrameter)

Contest: Longing
Sponsor: PD
Placement: 1st


Details | Ode | |

Nyx - Ode


Strophe:

The shadows know the scent of cloves,
as Nyx devolves from sleep's crossroad,
the night-owls croak to domes above,
her ode the stars turns to abode.

Her firmness strings the scene's stillness,
her laughter waves in hung ether,
small hours' submit her thoughts' steepness,
advancing 'mid green heather.

The night birds watch - with eyes of amber
night wraiths descend from stardome flare,
upon a sky-drome meander
that ghostly travelers time-share.
-----

Antistrophe:

Brilliant's the moon in ventured glory,
above shapes lays and daunting wraiths,
her eminence surpassed souls' faith,
to hark the travelers' lone story.

And kind advanced to lands of blooms,
as night conveyed upon each breath,
she confers grand the kiss of death,
with fates to weave on lethal looms.
-----

Epode:

On darkened growth she shines dismal,
In Stygian reign she rules - abysmal,
enchanted souls shall dwell in void,
with Acheron's old paths destroyed.
-----
© G.V. 10-03-2012, All Rights Reserved
Nyx = Night


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

The Wedding

Sometimes things are up,
And sometimes they are down,
Sometimes black is white, 
And sometimes it is brown.
All the rivers flowing,
Back to the sacred sea,
All the monkeys climbing,
Up the very same tree.
You think you know a lot,
Think you know it all,
But the autumn leaves are falling,
At the north wind's lonely call.
The thinking of the meaning,
The reasons lost and gone,
At last the place is ready, 
A vacant holy throne.
The emptiness that fill you,
Fills you from inside,
Is the treasure you are holding,
The bridegroom's holy bride.
And now the north wind's blowing,
Blowing down the Way,
And now we sit here waiting,
For the bridegroom's wedding day.

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Details | Iambic Pentameter | |

Obsidian

Obsidian

The seabirds fly amid the clouds
and all along fear naught to pray
accompany the autumn shrouds
that deference the rain's ballet.

Define me in their source of gray
where sky dimensions sting like thorns
with flash and thunder to convey
rain's irreversible trace sworn.

Beloved your picture here returns
before me blooms' faint glowing light,
some prominent September's ferns
and primrose scents define the night.

Up there our songs recite above
obsidian crags of granite glass,
noon's scents and railleries of clove
and breezes that caress the grass.

Our forms on orange tulip field
join evanescent feast in dark
the scents become night's silver shield
and we depart on three masts barque.

© G. V., 08-12-2013
(Iambic tetrameter)


Details | Haiku | |

Haikus About God: V

Omniscient guy
Yet he lets bad things happen
How can he exist?


Details | Lyric | |

Coming From Where I'm From

Coming from where I’m from
By Nate Spears
Published 2013 in “Death OF A Rose” By Nate Spears


Coming from where I’m from
Every day is a battle to survive 
War is in session 
Right before our eyes

Each day we battle lessons
Just to be in the running for blessings
Coming from where I’m from
We move rapidly on missions

The dead is alive with every walk of the lifeless 
Limited income withholds wealth
The living is near death
Spirits are stripped of guilt

Coming from where I’m from
Deprived wealth
Creates bad health 
In occurrence to this 
Good feelings are killed


The worst gets exposed 
As times get worse
Financial situations become a disaster
No man on earth can rehearse
 
The world is broken
Hunger brings harm
Coming from where I’m from
Dictatorship is not fond

The environment brings the need to shoot
These activities loosens the roots
We’re grounded by values as thin as a pin
We lose ourselves at falling rates like bowling pens

No free passes
Prisons filled in masses
Separated by classes
Coming from where I’m from.



Details | Rhyme | |

Harmonica


The ghosts come stern to foreshadow
their routes westward to Atlantic,
nautilus trust to sea mantic,
- and ocean deities endow.

Their ancestors were apt sailors,
to serve an equal cause for years,
on compassed routes - funeral tears,
sabled wives shed to sea bailors.

The blue engagement is a spell,
that haunts the island men since birth;
whom sea engulfs is an owing dearth,
to morose depths of mournful well.

The sailors stand on the stern deck,
as dusk turns colors to dark gray,
with a harmonica's sad play,
the long tear shadows and stares beck.

© G.V. 07-18-2012, All Rights Reserved


Details | Lyric | |

Life prayer

Its never too easy, 
to take control of life, 
and steer it vividly, 
away from the obstacles that seek to drive,
you off the rail, 
to fall short and in pain, 
with no more strength to carry on another day. 

We steer too fast, 
and our lives are bound, 
to get out of control, 
and we lose it all by a single breath.

We steer too slow, 
and our hearts are bound, 
to yearn for more,
lest we miss out on our goal. 

We steer perfect, 
and our patience will guide, 
us through to a perfect life, 
the purpose of mankind. 

And so I pray, 
that God's will be shown each day,
for my eyes to open, 
and my heart to steer my life out in the open, 
For my hands to hold still,
and fill with grip, 
to hold steady the wheel. 
I pray that the road be smooth, 
for He creates the perfect path, 
perfect for the purpose I serve, 
till I reach the destination I yearn, 
for it's Him that knows better. 

Amen.


Details | Lyric | |

He's the great I AM

some time ago
a lad so young
would sit in church 
and chew his gum
write silly notes
to the cute little girl 
sitting down from him

never listened to
what the preacher said 
this stoic place
felt oh so dead
the sound of hymns
made him dread
that every week
he had to go

now in high school
folks knew his name
sports and music
small town fame
full of himself
and out of control
serious car accident
barely survived the roll

a hospital bed
now he couldn't hide
when the preacher came
the boy about died
he skipped the sermon
instead took his hand
said God loved enough
to become a man

died on a cross
took the sinner's place
a simple invitation
to taste amazing grace
on that day the lad
bowed heart and knee
ask Jesus in 
that lost boy was me!

Jesus is now my all
absolute everything
the loftiest song
purpose for being
rock and fortress
yet innocent lamb
For every need..
He's the great I AM!

Sponsor: Debbie Guzzi
Contest Name: Jesus & Mary for Easter 

4-6-14


Details | Epic | |

On Clouds' Garage

His engine's raw horsepower screams
the peril vests this morn's adage,
the tilt on asphalt seems extreme,
his bike's tuned up on clouds' garage.

He rides upon the slopes'  domains
man's sacred deed in cold embrace,
The engine bellows on octanes,
engaging on the crags of Thrace.

The Metzelers on wet rise hold,
titanic torque and skill's finesse,
on borderlines and Thracian wold,
in Dainese, the bold egress.

The metal knee cups spark on ground,
the snow flakes melt on full face Shoei,
steep slopes resend untamed the sound,
and thousand cubic mean strings play!

The maid of Thrace, and Strymon God,
on borderlines, bestows the badge,
amid the mists archaic bode,
his bike's tuned up on clouds' garage.

And there she waits, betrothal rain,
the steel block hollers in thin air,
wet asphalt tracks - divine refrain,
as snow flakes lace the Thracian fare.
.
The maid of Thrace, and Strymon God,
on borderlines, bestows the badge,
amid the mists archaic bode,
his bike's tuned up on clouds' garage.
.
His engine's raw horsepower screams
gray skies become his morn adage,
the tilt on asphalt seems extreme,
his bike's tuned up on clouds' garage.

© 11-17-2012, G. Venetopoulos
(Iambic tetrameter)


Details | Haiku | |

Haikus About God: III

Beauty of nature
Why condense it down to God?
Isn’t life enough?


Details | Iambic Pentameter | |

Wraiths gallivant here


Amid the shades of night, in Spring
a wraith descends, sole to release
a dancer's form - raindrop cerise
- one faint caress of fingertips.

Amid the shadows she appears
to walk in blooms and promise feasts
because night's solitude emits,
dark's unsubstantial of tears.

How soft the numbness of hung air
defines night's secrets and evokes
prodigious our dreams and scopes
to gallivant from twinge to stare?

The dreams of night advance to flare
and they become lone blinks and scars
shine like the mettlesome of stars
are steady, sad and foursquare.

This abstract process of cognition
trajectories of souls brings close,
the light's evanescence depose,
our verse in verbatim rendition.

With moistened lips in rain's tall drapes
she comes; the feasts acquire glory
we dance on a remote quarry,
where night adorns the marble scapes.

© G. V., 05-02-2013
(Iambic Tetrameter)

Sponsor: nette onclaud
Contest Name: GLIMPSES OF EPIPHANY
Placement: 1st


Details | Lyric | |

The Things You Wish You Could Erase

Sitting on the edge of the bridge
Holding unto that bottle of beer
The same beer that he drank 
The night he killed those people
Flashback in his brain
Gripping unto the bottle
nearly breaking it
hes sitting behind the wheel
Picks up the beer bottle 
Takes another sip
He sees the car
But gently closes his eyes
The women slams on her breaks
Her son in the back seat
The cars crash
Her car rolls down the hill
His car slamming into 
The side of bridge gates
The gates holding him steady
He gently steps out of his car
Seeing the smoke 
A gray car laying in the river
Below the bridge hes standing on
He runs down there 
Running through the water
the top of the car barely noticable
He helps the young women out
Not knowing about the little boy
In the back seat
She yells
"my son... my son"
She points to the vehicle
She takes her last breathe
Lays there helplessly
The man drags the little boy out of the car
A scratch on his forhead
Not breathing at all
The man cries
Trying to wake the kid up
Knowing they are both up in heaven
He vanishes
Several years later
He sits on the bridge
Holding the bottle
Has a child of his own
A wife of his own
Waiting at home for him
His son an hour before 
Wanted to walk to the bridge
With him
But the man just said no
The young boy just stayed home
His father never came back
They found him 
Floating in the same river
The women and her son were in

~Dedicated to Tommy~


Details | Verse | |

Right Now

In the exact moment that I am right now
I stand in a sea of vulnerability;
susceptible to the effects of causes around me
and since I am fully aware, 
I own my surroundings
I am one with sounds and vibrations
resonating from the earth;
I am that pulse of the drum beat 
thats been thrashing 
inside me since birth

Right now, I am exactly as I am
deeply flawed and misjudged
used, victimized and persecuted
Right now I am you in the absolute

Right now, I am exactly as I am
balanced, whole and complete
attracting abundance and certainty  
Right now I am peace - still you
 
Right now, I am exactly as I am
You


Details | Free verse | |

Words of Life

Drowning in the pool of anguish…oh…oh…
I’m venturing into the forest…and I want to hear the words seep out 
Release these aching sorrows…I worry my soul’s drying out…
like a drought…
Drain out the fluids from my heart
It’s gouging me…bruising me to the core…

**chorus** 
Embrace the light…embrace the midnight sky…
You fall in my arms – you die so warm
Shed me more sun to lift up my spirits
From the…underground…and release me – I’m breathless
I’m drowning in doubt…ooh… oh… 


Remember me…I’m falling…into my swirling fate…hanging on the roots 
Strangling my heart…distorting in my veins… I’m bleeding so softly – cut out the wood…
Splintering me…I’m shattering… and I’m falling in the abyss
Bring me more radiance from my candle light
Warp me up in bliss…don’t let the midnight sky…don’t take away my delight
From the…ocean…and save me—save me…oh… oh…  I’m failing 

*chorus*

I’m drowning in regret…ooh..oh…
Hit the bull’s eye in my heart…embrace the light
And don’t leave me hanging in the abyss…hand me a kite!
Save me before I fall apart…shut out the night
And don’t let the dusk escape us…

I must confess…
I must confess…
I hate to see you abandon the light…
But I’m not the one to save you from the night
Ooh…ohh…

*Chorus* 

Splintering lies fill your heart 
I want to kiss it goodbye…
But you’ve mastered it like a piece of art
I want to kiss the abyss and die…
Dry… I wanna touch the sky with my whole soul
But I’m failing and the end of time has taken its toll
Tainted sorrow…swims around me…I dwell where the waters depart
But the anguish still swarms in my heart…
I’m failing…my heart stops beating
And my desires are fleeting
From my grasp
And the monsters laugh at me…as I fall… 

*chorus*

Embrace the midnight sky…catch me…catch me…
As I fall in death’s arms…I die so cold
And your heart is made of gold

Untangle the darkness & take away the nightmares 
Answer our prayers & block out the night 
Erase the heartaches & wipe away our tears
Unravel Your words of life & delight


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Changed

If i were to tell you that my heart is gray
What would you do to make it red again?
If i were to say that i dont miss you
Would you understand my pain?
If i were to show you how much you mean
Would you notice that my heart stopped beating?
If i were to picture things in my mind to be perfect
What would you do to tell me things wont ever be the same?
If you were to tell me your heart was gray
I would give you mine in place of yours
If you were to say that you dont miss me
I would understand your pain
If you were to show me how much i mean
I would notice that your heart stopped beating
If you were to picture things in your mind to be perfect
I Would tell you that they are, your just ignoring it
I would tell you how big of a part you are in my life
I would say to you that you are my hero
I would show you my scars and heal your wounds
I would picture us in a place that does not harm love
If you could see the hole in my heart 
Would you bother to fix it 
Or would you let it fall apart?


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Haikus About God: VI

The body: sacred
We’re all made in God’s image
Hence... circumcision?


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The art of wait

Patience is a virtue, 
the art of waiting in silence, 
not judging anything that comes your way, 
just taking it in without complain, 
for it was meant to happen that way, 
for nothing you see is a mere coincidence, 
nothing you feel is just an ordinary, 
nothing you find can just be discarded away. 
Those who sit still and wait without vain, 
are bound to be rewarded with more gain, 
than pain like those who seek the evil way. 
It is an act that seeks to make humankind, 
meditate from within the soul and brain, 
think long and hard on ways to make, 
everything better with each passing day. 
It is a tool that beings can use to drain, 
the soul off any gathering pain, 
we go through trying to make ends, 
meet at the point we hope to stay. 
It is a weapon that mankind can slain, 
the evil in one strike rather than take, 
several blind jabs just to make it go away. 
The weapon that can make us rise above the strain, 
the stress we go through just to put out the flame, 
burning inside destroying our aim. 
The patient wait in silence in the midst of a stormy rain, 
they wait as the devil tries to reign. 
They wait, 
still till evil thinks it will win, 
till the devil thinks it has shuttered everything on land and sea, 
till the dreams begin to faded and not be seen....

Then they strike, 
with one slay they put the devil to shame, 
with one strike they chase the evil away from their head, 
with just one word they pray God brings all grace, 
with just one word all dreams are made. 

Patience is a virtue, 
learn it by heart and let it brighten the day, 
let it shield your heart from a wreck, 
and God will reward you with plenty like drops of rain.


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GURU

GURU

So I sent an inviting email
To a bunch of Internet Women
Asking them to join me for lunch
Set my lonely heart to sail

My Yahoo Bell rang a Lady replied
Star Heart my new Love I sighed
Her photo my future Mediterranean Bride
Feelings unleashed Love’s flood tide

I read her profile
Intelligent, Funny, Spiritual
Loves the Water, Forest, Mountains
Italian Goddess with a Mona Lisa Smile

Raven Black Hair, Ruby Red Lips, Smooth Olive Skin
A body built for sin
I need to be in
But first...Her Mind...Her Soul...I must Win


I received a second email reply
She wrote I might be her type of guy
My photo did not make her cry
She wanted to know more about my Spiritual Side...Had I ever been to Mumbai

God is this woman for real
She loves Foreign Films...She is already making me squeal
Yoga...Spirituality...She can make my soul heal
This girl might be the real deal


I woke up the next day strangely sad
I checked my email a Star Heart new message was there
Her GURU suddenly died..She said she could not talk
She asked for a break to sort things out...This was Bad

My desire, my heart on fire...cooled
Her Spiritual Leader overruled
Again Love played me the Fool
Another Lesson learned at Heartbreak School

I said a prayer to her Guru asking if I am the one for his Chela
Will Love unite our two souls
Will we come together
Will I be her Special Fella

So I drank some of India’s finest Chenin Blanc and went to bed
I dreamt of the Guru who I thought was dead
I was frozen with fear as he approached me and placed his hand on my head
I turned to run but my legs were like lead

The Guru told me in my current Life I will never find a Woman's Love
Poets are cursed from birth
The only Love they can receive is from writing about Suffering and Loss
The wife you seek was never born...She is still above

I fell to my knees and begged the Guru please give me hope
I hate being a poet I only do it to save me from the rope
I am a coward writing is the only way I can cope
The Guru warned me to be careful too much Chenin Blanc will make me a Tope

The hope I give you now is for all mankind
Love everyone and everything
Take no day for granted
Explore Spirituality and a Higher Power so your soul, body and mind will learn to be 
kind

Then the Guru struck my face and I awoke
This dream nightmare was no joke
The Guru wore a purple and yellow mourning cloak
Maybe I need more Chenin Blanc to give my soul and mind a good soak



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A prayer

Open up the mind and let new ideas flow, 
let the soul settle and create new roads, 
to lead your heart far and beyond. 
Get inspired to grow, 
motivated to know, 
all that is good and makes you grow,
wiser each day and stronger than a rock. 
May knowledge fill your soul, 
wisdom pour from your mouth when you let them know, 
that He lives in you and loves them all.
Listen to them all, 
for each one has some knowledge of their own, 
each one of them see's the world according to their vision. 
The good in some of them is shielded by bad thoughts, 
for the devil tries to bring them down, 
and make them doubt,
everything they have ever known. 
Let them know that God, 
rules everything that is beyond their control, 
that they should not fear the unknown, 
but they must trust in Him for He knows, 
the path that leads them home. 
Whatever they seek to know, 
is before them all they need to do is question, 
and the universe will respond.
Make them see through the wall, 
and God will break it all down and let them cross,
to the side they have always wished for.
My son, I hope that you will let them know, 
that they should move away from that which aims to control, 
their hearts to love vanity possessions. 
Let them know that people are meant to be loved, 
and things are meant to be used, 
not the other way round.


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My Wishes are Simple





My Wishes are Simple


My wishes are simple,
my desires few,

to gaze upon an ocean,
and marvel at a solitary drop of dew.



My wishes are simple,
my dreams not too grand,

to feel the waves teasing my tired feet,
with no footprints left in the cool, wet sand.



My wishes are simple,
my thoughts serenely gentle, calm,

my heart resting beneath a swaying palm,

healing my being, caressed by nature's soothing balm.





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A person I've met before

You are a person i've met before.
The man who stands knocking at my door.
I remember you from my dreams,
Your eyes sparkle and your smile gleams.

You held the door open as I ran in for shelter from the cold weather & rain.
You are the man I stood next to in line.
You are the man I passed by
I danced as you sang the songs chorus.
I pushed my way through...
the sea of people and stopped next to you.
Amidst the crowd we stood, searching for a way out
I looked around, I glanced in your direction, I looked past you 
I found my way out, I hurried my way through.
I walked away having not met you.

A second glance, I did not take,
unaware that our meeting was fate.

You are a person i've met before,
Sometime ago on a night like tonight,
The air was warm, the stars shining bright
The night that we met,
I danced that night, I danced and danced until the morning light
I sat to lay my feet to rest, you came to me no different from the rest
You asked me for a cigarette.
An open chance to conversate 
knowing this interaction would not lead to a date
We shared thoughts and ideas of similar interests.
such as music and poetry, art and astrology.
At the time I thought nothing of it, a casual meeting of the mind.
Little did I know, I would continue to meet you throughout my lifetime.

You are a person i've met before,
I've read your book of poetry at the local book store.
you write of life, love and family.
You are a person i've met before,
I've seen your paintings, they are hard to ignore
You are the artist I dream of meeting
You are a person i've met before.

You are the man in my dreams, 
Your eyes sparkle and your smile gleams.
I've met you 100 times before,
You are the man who stands knocking at my door.


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I Survive

This dysfunction 
And stagnation 
Mingles with the need to breathe 
To invent 
some mirrored sociopathic event 
A turning point 
Sewing seeds of reflection 
Introspection 
Hesitation 

2 steps in the opposite direction 
and I'm fully aware 
	of this pulsing in my veins 
	of this frenzied rhythm mating with my blood 
	of the need to force my throat
Into this incantation 
Chanting my survival 
Of all things 
chanting my survival 
of dark deeds 
Chanting my survival 
	Riding on the blazing tides of stars
Chanting my survival 
	Raping the constituted constructs of Mankind 
And chanting my survival 
	Until the ears of a defeated Liberty detect the sound...

Chanting my survival 
	Initiating vengeance demanded 
	Initiating a new era 
Chanting my survival 
	Surgically revived 
	And ready to fight 

I will win back the day 
I will win back my day


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Beyond the Frontier

Where am I? Why is it dark?
This isn’t what I had in mind when I left the park…
Why isn’t the wind whispering…the songbirds singing?
All I remember is a telephone ringing…
A scream and a crash and a pain in my side…
Is this what happens after one’s died?
I don’t feel like myself, I feel wild and free,
Yet I’m cold and alone, 'stead of filled with glee.

My whole life I’ve studied, and pondered, and prayed,
Trying to fathom what would happen this day
But now that it’s here, I’m beginning to fear
Maybe the afterlife’s not what it appears…
It’s certainly not what I’ve been told by my preacher
Or my parents or brother or best friend or teacher…
Is it a bad thing, or is it good?
Maybe it’s just not quite understood...

While I was on Earth, I just couldn’t wait
To meet good St. Peter at the heavenly gate
And ask him a question or query or two
“What was my purpose?” “What good did I do?”
“What’s it all for?” “How does it all flow?”
“Can I have one more body, one more try, one more go?”
But where is the angel? Where is the gate? And
If this is Hell, then where is Ol’ Satan?
Am I a lost soul? Am I forgotten?
Am I to be left here until I am rotten?

Lo and behold! what, now, can this be?
Is this a wonderful spiritual epiphany?
Is this the magical feeling all souls receive
When they leave Earth? Oh! was I that naïve?
How could I have not seen the realism?
Why was I consumed in man-made idealism?
This is more wondrous than all I was taught
Oh, all the times I argued and fought
With others, ‘bout how their views were asinine
Now I see, theirs were just as wrong as mine!
Little I thought was actually correct!
How, why, did I let others petty beliefs infect
My untouched, my pure, my virgin mind?
I regret all the hours I self-tortured to find
That compared to what I see now, I was empty and blind…

Wait - - What is this that I see?
What is this gateway that is revealed unto me?

Now a door is opened to my immortal soul
I am expected now to enter my life’s final goal…
I am scared, intimidated, but still I am glad…
For the truth I have just seen is anything but bad.
This is the end of my journey, I’ve nothing to fear,
For now I am going Beyond the Frontier.


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Roses

The Roses are dripping red
The violets are fading to gray
Tell me something to make me stay
Or just forget about me and walk away


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Love over Hate

Broken promises
Meaningless words
Empty feelings
Secrets unheard
Thoughts racing
Heart wondering
Feet pacing
Tears thundering
Illusion of love
Faking of fate
Imitation of above
Leaking out hate
Purity in the day
Darkness at Sun fall
Finding a way
To conquer it all
We unite
Infiltrate
We Fight
Love over hate


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The Perfect Woman

An honest smile and truthful eyes
A road slinger who loves a surprise
A worker who dreams of the world
Needs the road and loves a whirl

Understands my past and hers
Comfortable with herself in showers
Loves good vibes and the bad
Appreciates the love and even the sad

Wants more to life than bottom line
Takes a random hint as a sign
Embraces silence for it is rare
Take a chance, perfect woman, if you dare


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Along The Way

I say goodbye
To this chapter in my life
Im sure you will get the answers
When im gone
So when the day comes
The sun will not touch my face
Theres mistakes
The path is long
Look at my face
The stories it could tell 
The ones that wont erase
Tell the ones that cared enough 
That i finally left this place
So play the song
Its something to remind you
When im gone


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God Will

God Will
By Nate Spears
Published 2010 in Inspiration 2 Smile by Nate Spears



When the most difficult times arrive
God will get you by 
When your down to you last penny 
God will stick with you
When it seems impossible 
God want let it stop you
Keep strong faith; strong faith will make it hard 
For any weapon formed against you
That weapon shall not commence you
Faith in GOD is nice
Don't give up
Just trust 
Enclose your palms
Spiritual blessing will combust 
When evil's fired your way
God will make your day.


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Butterfly rise

Butterfly rise in your beauty and your grace
Come forth from that old worn out shell.
Come show me your beauty
And the truth of your face
And open the gates of this Hell
Break open the gates of this Hell.

Rise up from that prison
 that you've made for yourself
Just thrust it aside like a rag.
Rise up from your greed
Be free from your wealth
Break free from those chains that you drag.
Break free from those chains that you drag.

Rise, rise, rise, rise oh butterfly rise
Just spread out your wings and you'll fly.
So rise, rise, rise, rise Oh butterfly rise
It's only the old that will die.

Reach for that light that you feel in your heart
Let it drown you in the sweetest mystery.
Dissolve like the salt as it blends with the sea
And then you the ocean will be
As you reach for the sky like a tree
As you melt into the rarest mystery.


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Elayne of the rocks


Elayne will reach the mountain spring
fresh water in the jug to pour,
the nightingales are there to sing,
untamed her feelings lonely soar.

She fills her heart with music notes,
her voice will cause the leaves to stir,
for lovers' pain sole antidotes
are songs of birds and nightly myrrh.

And as her lyrics rise to heav'n,
and render modes of the soft wind,
her palms caress his name engrav'n
on her betrothal golden ring.

He left her world and promised that
one Sunday they would meet in church;
a framed old shot of surface matte
and daily trails her glances search.

Elayne of springs, on rocks awaits,
and recreates her wedding feasts;
the wraiths around her dance with fates,
for eons play in cotton mists.

As one of them stares in her eyes,
she gropes her heart because she loves;
upon the rocks mentates she nice,
her golden ring and two white doves.

© Giorgio V., 07-22-2012
(Iambic tetrameter)


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Fear Not

Jesus is faithful to His own,
He sits upon the Throne.
It is to Him that we belong.

Keep your eyes focused on Jesus.
Only He can help us,
He is the one who can save us.

Jesus will not leave you alone,
Shine Your, light through the Word.
So, agape love might be shown.

It is Jesus that protects us,
Our rock and foundation.
There's no one like Jesus.

Fear not for the I Am with you.
Fear not be kind and true.
Fear not and let your light so, shine.
A witness to mankind. 

These are lyrics to a song placed on U-Tube but somewhat refraised...

Tune by Tom Blakely and Lyrics by Cinda M Carter


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My Guardian Dear

When I was young I thought I knew 
How to talk and speak with you 
But time has put a wedge between
My angel, conscience, inner being.
I spoke to you , I spoke to you

The one who told me right from wrong,
Comforted me all day long. 
Helped me choose which way to go,
When undecided, I didn't know.
I spoke to you. I spoke to you.

Some call you Gabriel, 
My Guardian Angel, I did tell,
My hopes,my fears,my dreams to be,
Untold to others was free with thee.
I spoke to you, I spoke to you.

Comfortable, believing that you were there,
To guide me through every prayer.
You had a name I knew it then,
I said it time and time again.
I spoke to you, I spoke to you 

I was a child of seven or eight,
I knew when called I need not wait
For you my angel to appear 
To clear my conscience and my fear
I spoke to you, I spoke to you.

The older I grew, less time was spent
Talking to you,trying to vent
Friends became closer to me,
I shared more with them and left you be
I spoke to you, I spoke to you.

Now as I'm in the prime of life
Mother to my son, no longer a wife,
I wonder late at night if you
Will answer my questions like you used to do
I spoke to you, I spoke to you

Afraid to test, afraid to fail,
Wanting and hoping you did not bail 
Praying that your still at my side
To light, to guard,to rule and guide. 
I spoke to you, I spoke to you.

My faith has told me you are here.
Watching me and always near.
My pride, my walls have come down
Last night,I spoke with no one around.
I spoke to you, I spoke to you.

My Guardian Angel you were there
You listened and helped with every prayer,
My hopeless feelings lonely, just me
Ended last night when you returned to me
I spoke to you, I spoke to you
I"ll speak to you, yes speak with you. 







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Here Is Gone

Ever thought of something so much
That when you wake up it just automatically
Crawls into your brain cells
Shoots them with laser beams
Until they explode 
And that’s the only thing you have left to think of
Because everything else is fried
Ever wish you could go back and change that night
Wish that you wouldn’t have left her side
That you would have just listened to your heart 
Instead of your gut
Instead of that little voice that echoes
In the back of your head
Ever wished that you wouldn’t be reading this poem
That everything could be like your dreams
Like a family who gets along
Like having a famous relative
Dreaming that you had a better life
More money to spend
More bass guitars to buy
Less drama
Then you find this special someone
Who you can really relate to
And you never want to let them go
But somehow they slip through your fingers
Then your life crumbles 
Falling down like the rain in a thunderstorm
Wishing you could change everything
But you just start over
And try to move on
And somehow end up at the beginning all over again



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Many Questions, One Answer

The bills, the pain, the drama, the rain
The storm grows larger and floods your brain 
With thoughts that begin to drive you insane
 Like, if I trust God will it all go away?
What am I missing? Empathy? Faith?
What will happen if I stay on this pace?
Am I one of those people that God can replace?
If I don’t change now is it hell I face?
Could we all be afraid of meeting our fate?
All these years trying to find someone to relate..
Is it true you can fall victim of a time and a place?
If I pray hard enough can I erase [pause]
The anger, the envy, resentment and hate ?
or at 25 years old could I be too late?
To try and change my life to get a new slate
And chills cover my arms and my heart begins to race
All of a sudden I can’t hear any rain
Laughter replaces the fear that remained 
and God lets us know it will all be ok
Forgive those around you and thank God for each day
Think with your heart and in Gods you will stay.


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Echos

Im beating on the walls
walking down down the halls
Im screaming your name
do you hear the eh echoos
(uh-oh)

These memories I cant erase
I feel the presence of your face
I know ya gone
distance, i cant take (uh-oh)
so do ya hear the eh echoos...
uh-oh...
repeat2x:

I feel your frequency within me
you traveling different galaxies
your existence is so damn strong
and that's what revives me
uh-oh

These memories I cant erase
I feel the presence of your face
I know ya gone
distance, i cant take(uh-oh)
so do ya hear the eh echoos...
uh-oh...
repeat2x:

uh-oh
echos...
im screaming your name
uh-oh
echos...
do you hear me screaming your name
uh-oh
echos...
Im screaming your name
uh-oh
echos....
boy do you hear me screaming your name
uh-oh
echos...


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Roots of life

The deathly beat of our pounding feet
With shackles of life's disaster.
Bubbles of air contain great care
immersed in blurry waters,
Echoed dreams we shall  believe 
In everything and all before us.

Many a night we fear the light
Of Golum the greedy master.
We share aware of trees despair
Axed the roots of laughter.
Defined at source where love restores 
And bleeds happily ever after.


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Sleeping Voices

Nineteen years and my heart still breaks
Somehow you completed me in the most magical way.
As we continue to stroll down our soul mate's path
I know that we will continue never-ending laughter.
When I placed my hand in your hand and trusted you with my heart.
This was only the start.
To be accepted and loved unconditionally.
And time spent with you 
Somehow when I wasn't looking 
your love slipped quietly into my heart.
And I knew deep down we will never be apart.
The love that you shine down on me
is brighter than the sun.
Just pure happiness makes me feel like I've won.
Because your love is a gift Joan that could never be replaced.
I know that these feelings will never be erased.
The letter you wrote me all those years ago.
Is resting in my heart forever more.


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Crown of Thorns

Crown of Thorns
A trace of thorns you are on my body, I am an eternal traveller, never stopping. You are the bitter predicament of my comfort, Traces of sensual pleasures - The mist of a veil is my constant reminder. You wound the stubble of my heartly thorns, I stand alone on the dusty conflagration Gazing towards an endless void, I am bridled with the burning pain of the thorns... My gaze tirelessly roves, Prickly are the thorns, With malediction entwined... I am drowning in a sweaty torrent, I am plunging into thorny depths, bloody and overworked from the struggle, I yield myself to the decision of fate.


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The Feel

Written March 11, 2013


Slide like a snake through the weather vane
Squirm like a worm through your weathered veins
How it makes me feel
How it makes me feel
All the s*** I'll steal

Drink from the heart of an amulet
Drown in the wonders of percocet
You make me act the way I do
You turn me outside in from me to you
What you make me do

Sink in the pit of a past regret
So do you like the bitter taste yet
How I'll follow suit
In high speed pursuits
With a hundred proof

Gone is Ravi and the ways of the days
When sex came before foreplay
How it made me feel
To hear the sound so loud and the kids so proud
To relive those days

This bird has flown
This rubber soul won't heal
How it made me feel.
How it made me feel.
How it made me feel.


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FOREVER JESUS

FOREVER JESUS I lift my hands up, Up! Up! Praise and glory my sing! I wave them high, high! HIGH! thanks and honor my hymn! I. My hearts on joyful fire Jesus, my Saviour! my desire! Spirits soar to the sky Jesus for my sin, He sacrifice I lift my hands up, Up! Up! Praise and glory my sing I wave them high, high! High! thanks and honor my hymn! II. Your love, it save my soul! How dear you take me whole! Your light, showed freedom So sweet in every season Bridge: Forever, My King and God Forever, My greatest Love (c) 9:21 PM September 27, 2014 ** Inspired by: Colossians 3:16 - Let the word of Christ dwell in you richly in all wisdom; teaching and admonishing one another in psalms and hymns and spiritual songs, singing with grace in your hearts to the Lord. Psalms 96:1-9 - O sing unto the LORD a new song: sing unto the LORD, all the earth...


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He Is

He is the Alpha and the Omega:
     Who is, and Who was, and Who is to come!
  He is the Beginning and the End -
      Ruler and High Priest in God's kingdom.
  He is the Bright Morning Star,
      The Root of David - the True Vine:
  He is the Branch of The Lord;
      The Fruit, the Bread and the Wine

He is Lord of lords - King of kings;
      Liberator, the Author and Perfector of Life:
  He is the Foundation, the Pillar,
      The Capstone in peace, the Rock in strife.
  He is the Son, the Lamb of God,
      The Word and Hope of eternal salvation!
  He is the Lion of the tribe of Judah,
      The Pride and Glory of God's creation

He is the Christ, the Word made Flesh,
      The Promised One, the Seed of Abraham:
  He is the righteous Man of Sorrows,
      The New Covenant, the Passover Lamb.
  He is the Truth! The Way! The Light!
      The Redeemer, the Mediator, and the Rabbi:
  He is the Bridegroom, the Teacher,
      The Anointed One of the Most High

He is the Life and the Resurrection,
      The Food of Life, Victual in the dearth:
  He is the Prince of Peace, King of Zion,
      Whose throne is here on Earth.
  He is the Exalted and Forever Praised,
      The Good Shepherd, the Deliverer of sins!
  He is the Messiah, the Saviour,
      When His reign in Jerusalem begins

He is the Risen, the First and Last,
      The Son of David! Son of God! Son of Man!
  He is the Rejected and Betrayed
      In God's great and everlasting plan.
  He is my Strength! My Faith! My Judge!
      My High Tower! My Refuge! And my Shield!
  He is the Eternal Lamp of Heaven,
      And by His grace will I not yield

August 2012


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Values

hip hip hurrah, herc shot hera
sick sad era, tri city terror
dirty land lover, lips hit terra
karma bent over,  messenger error
never say neva, davin say better
no pain no gain, accept the rainy weather
paint a pic pretty , slip on slick cities
have a lot of lovers, none top sarah
no what im knowing, dont want a slow down
respect is expected, never threw a hoe down
zeus with an entourage, party never undersized
tities no mardi gras, let loose like karamazovs
other moment ostracized, flow never oxidize
freaky with an extra eye, good times multiply
mr go getter, killed the baby sitter
no one does it sicker, crazy cause I know I die

we gots to live, like this life is the last
we cant plan the future, no change for the past
im a make the most before my ghost has to crash
blast thru the basic come away with the cash

one trick pony, faulty cause its special
colts get bolted, stuck in their mental
yellin out mommy, darwin wasnt gentle
change for survival or b**** shut your dental
d*** headed central, quick wit essential
lifes experimental, body a holy temple
soul instrumental for flying to light levels
trying a tight bevel tieing a rhyme pretzel
spy verse spy verbal, try to size circles
circumsize virgos, turpentine turbo
egos in slow mo, vertigo a go go
ho ho flow curdled, tossed into inferno
my syllable allegro caused a bloody gurgle
my soliquoy symbols,  got my butt buddies hurtful
enemies closer choked till their purple
envy nocturnal to my bright concerto

we gots to live, like this life is the last
we cant plan the future, no change for the past
im a make the most before my ghost has to crash
blast thru the basic come away with the cash

four arm charmer, mystic in the making
awake no alarmer, physically shaking
visibly debating, if misery is waiting
shake till its fading, without hesitating
didi waits for no one, i happen to grow some
dropped as a we lad, learned by my lonesome
others had a helping, served me a surprise
no need to refy, interest past the demise
loan me a pice of mind, no need for a slice a pie
history wasn't lies, just under another guise
repition important, reputation not fortune
though I was fortunate, it was hard to notice horton
praise to the doctor, metaphors for healing
been a force with feeling, opens doors in ceilings
benefits appealing, to consumers when teething
people angry competing, without finding a meaning 

we gots to live, like this life is the last
we cant plan the future, no change for the past
im a make the most before my ghost has to crash
blast thru the basic come away with the cash


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Inside the Membrane

The pain I feel inside 
Can be derived from my dad pride
I sit alone at night
There is this emptiness that is
The squandering of time
pondering what life will be like
Who knew that twenty-one
Would be More bumps and lumps than fun
I want to dump this chump
Standing in front of the mirror
Waiting till its clearer
This Brings a sobering effect
Over thinking each step
It is like I'm playing freeze tag
With these mundane demons
And They always keep me in check
Because I cant see them
I have been contained and constrained
I complain of chest pains
Till my veins pop off like champagne
Bruce Banner's a freight train
Going insane in the membrane

So should I smoke weed then
To cope with this moping season
Cause my yoke is heavy
and dope seems dope for lots of reasons
Even though I do know
What the verse says in Ephesians
"Do not get drunk on wine...
Instead be filled with the spirit"
This is my one beacon
That's give me hope when I hear it
Its a choice for heathens
Like me, to write our own lyrics
Since death has been beaten
And no longer need to fear it
His love is infinite


Details | Lyric | |

Pledge Not The Allegiance

It's the third verse,
I got the urge to purge
All the curt words I've splurged,
I've submerged in sin,
I'll go to church repent,
Then go curse again,
Lets reverse this trend
We nurse tolerance,
When it might offend,
If I white wash my fence,
So try to not get tense,
When I do not defend, 
Those who chose to be dense
And not use their two cents,
To show kids the reverence,
For the pledge of allegiance.


Details | Lyric | |

Living Nightmares

Vivid memories surround
As the darkness draws near
A weak, wounded man
Consumed by all fear

This man cannot breathe
His heart races on
This past he must face
Until the clock reaches dawn

The remorse and regret 
He never thought he'd feel
Is risen from these thoughts 
Cuts that won't heal

Drowning in his own sorrow
Has become a routine
For he cannot escape this nightmare
Because of tragedies unforeseen 

This hell he must endure
Until he finally awakens
To the bright light of day 
His soul completely shaken

These dreams he can no longer take
Tell the story of his being
This happens every night
There's no way to stop the bleeding


Details | Lyric | |

The Knowing

see. nothing. 
see. you dont care. 
see. everythings broken. 
see. my blood spilling everywhere. 
Hear. my heart break. 
Hear. The shot gun hit the floor. 
Hear. The silence in the air. 
Feel. The tear falling down my cheek. 
Feel. The knife in your back. 
Feel. My hand pull away from yours. 
Feel. How broken you are. 
Know. that i give up.


Details | Lyric | |

Grave Yard

Your eyes shut tight
Hearing a sound
Your heartbeat races
You can feel the little pieces 
Bleeding through
The hairs on your arms
Stand up
Closing your eye lids shut
Keeping them from opening
Reaching your hand over
To turn on the light
Once you do
You open your eyes
And nothing is there
Your heat beat dies down
And your back to feeling alone

Walking to the graveyard 
Going there as you
And leaving there as someone else
You can feel them all around you
Grasping unto you
And never letting go
Places parellel
You know its something paranormal

You decide not to stay
You feel yourself start to fade away
pretty soon everything
will be back where it belongs

The ghost grabbed unto your depression
And it slowly killed you
From the inside out
Now you are in the graveyard


Details | Romanticism | |

Prime Mover

Like the seraphs whose wings unfold,
Christ's light and glory goes not untold;
as the love of his humble grace
moves inside me all time and space,

as the planets orbit heaven's sun
and encircle it one by one--
so, too, am I caught in his sway,
beloved of him from day to day.

Through hosts of astral dimension
God's angels fix their attention
with expectancy and burning pause
amidst the universe's First Cause.

He, the one true Incarnation  
that begets cosmic causation,
resolves the Infinite Regress
from the pre-Socratics' egress

with his omniscient wisdom
and the archives of his kingdom
where all can come and read and know
what miracles he'll yet bestow.


Details | Lyric | |

I Can See The Need

My heart said reach out to someone
 It said don't just try but do
Said there’s a great need
I could see its truth too

I listened and searched deep
Searched deep down inside

I can see the need
All around it surrounds
Runs through me
Maybe others can be found 
They will see the need
It’ll make a difference you will see

A first step let’s agree
Know it’s easier just to live
Let’s start just you and me
We’ll get much more than we give

It’s a different kind of love
But it’s nice to take a lead

I can see the need
All around it surrounds
Runs through me
Maybe others can be found
They will see the need
It’ll make a difference you will see

Help someone smile each day
Will feel like it’s worth it to stay
Be part of a new way

Yeah..

Umm, I can see the need
All around it surrounds
Runs through me
Maybe others can be found
They will see the need

Umm…

Cause I can see the need
All around it surrounds
Runs through me
Maybe others can be found
They will see the need
It’ll make a difference you will see

A difference you will see


Details | Iambic Pentameter | |

Arcanum Bride

She came to me - becharming was an' fair; 
resound of church bells call - remote Sunday; 
angelical her face in streams of air; 
she fled into my nothingness of gray..

She fled towards the gray - transformed to drops; 
above the fields accepted were her clouds; 
Amid the dusky shadows of tree tops, 
Imparted lives, my aloneness' Styx shrouds; 

Lone arbiter of my arcanum bride, 
my sentiments ascended - to orbit, 
a quilt of nimbus covered me and cried, 
my life became a flight - winds' chorded ambit! 

She stared at me from yonder stills, merry; 
Unreal she reached my soul but was lifeless; 
The trumps of Angels played in notes airy, 
her bridal offered pure affableness; 

In Acheronian lakes I loved her gleam; 
her thousand tears of rain, arcanum song; 
she fled above the cumulus to deem, 
and crown noctilucent my waxed lifelong.

© 02-16-2012, G. V., All Rights Reserved

(The poem is composed in Iambic tetrameter form.
The Iambic pentameter form is closer to it, as a substitute.)


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EYE Don't See -Part 3-

My eyes
Witness your departure
My eyes
Are dripping with hopelessness…
My eyes start to blur…
Melancholy put me under pressure…
Is there a cure to my disease? 

You don’t see
The shards of hope that once brought us back together
Just let me search for safety
I’m strong enough to realize that I’m no longer
The weakest prey out there…

And I’m left in my solitude…
Do you hear me whimpering like a distraught puppy left on the train tracks?

I’m close to my demise…save me and take me home

Nourish me…and be my beloved friend

Will this friendship last forever?

Hopefully it has no end

Will this cheerful moment help us get along with each other?

Because of you…I feel the need to run 
I keep an eye on you – I worry that you’ll hurt yourself again
Because of you…My freedom is nearly gone
I don’t wanna be caught off guard again
Because of you…EYE can’t picture a solution for our vexing dilemma 
Because of you…eye can’t focus on my long-term goal 

And I’m left in my solitude…
Do you sense that I’m giving in to failure? 
And I’m close to my demise…
Only to find myself disappear…I can’t endure 
The hardships that you place upon me…
Could you boost up my confidence to overcome 
My atrocious anxiety? 

I’m just waiting for some sun
To keep me in good hands…
To strengthen me with perseverance …
I’m just waiting until His son
Leads the world outtah Egypt and reveals to us…
His radiance…His dazzling Kingdom – 
Vibrant with glee

Your undying sympathy dawns upon us
I’m overflowing with indescribable joy  
You’re a candle in the night…
We meet eye to eye…
What a sight…what a precious sight


Details | Lyric | |

The World I Know Living In Black And White

the world i know isnt like the world you have been raised in all your life
 This world is darker. more in depth with the outer dimensions
 this world only has one person
 Everything else isnt living.. they are ghost
 this world is like a disturbed painting
 When everything in your perfect little world
 is forced upside down
 Things get bent or twisted
 In your world people are seen for whats on the outside
 In my world its bent the other way around
 You see their inner ugliness
 Becoming their outer beauty
 When you see someone giving money to a poor child for food in your world
 I see a man trying to kidnap a child, beat him, and force sex with him
 My world is a lot more serious then yours
 Your world Is a lot more pathetic then mine


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Tree Sorrow

Earth's trees are pruned; men came and left
Upon their branches burning scars;
Now their arms are piteous stubs
No longer reaching for the stars.
My heart is wounded watching them,
So public is their grief and loss,
Their shame exposed, yet mute they stand:
I think of Jesus on the cross.


Details | Lyric | |

Searching

Searching.



I’ve been searching, always searching for a long, long time

As the years be moving on, and my hair is turning grey

As I’m almost on the countdown for my day of truth to come

I’ve been searching, always searching since the day I first begun.



I sought a man of wisdom

And I asked him where it’s at.

He said “my man it’s simple

But you won’t find it like that.

You have seen too many answers 

In those many books you’ve read

Yet the truth be live and breathing

As the words be old and dead.”



“You must move into your closet and you must close that door

And let the silence fill you, let it seep into your core.

You must leave the crowd behind you let it go with all it’s din

Then the truth in all it’s beauty may fill you deep within“.



Written 1996.


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The searcher

He’s a Pilgrim, he’s a Sailor
Now he’s up, and then he’s down.
And he dives into a whirlpool
So his life may turn around.
He’s a Saint and He’s a Sinner
He’s a King and he’s a fool
And he seems to live his lifetime crashing walls.

And he walks the lonely highways
That’s his fate, his destiny
As he looks towards the mountains
Feels the breath of mystery.
And a whisper tells him secrets
And he don’t know how he knows
And he always seems to watch the river flow.

But will he ever break on through?
Will he pierce the ceaseless din?
Will he tread the path of Angels?
Will the symphony begin?

Or be he doomed to falter?
Will he lose the blessed light?
Like a matchstick on the ocean
In a land as dark as night.
Will he fall into the abyss?
Never reach the other side
The gates of Hell be ever open wide!!


Details | Lyric | |

Scouters

Give them clear mountain lakes,   
And kid-friendly swimming holes,	
Rafts, rowboats, and canoes;        
Dads and sons with fishing poles.
Give them clear night skies,          
Filled with just enough moonlight	
To find shadowy paths--                 
Navigating by starlight.	

Give them old patch jackets          
To remind them of their tales:	
Camporees, jamborees,                 
And famous historic trails	
Give them some traditions            
From American folklore;	
Ashes saved from campfires,        
To teach them who went before.	

Give them Boy Scout handbooks,    
Lengths of rope with knots to tie,   
Multi-tool pocket knives,                
And young Scouts wanting to try.
Give them trails to follow,             
Maps and compasses to read.	
Stories around a fire, 	              
Patrols of Boy Scouts to lead.	

All Scouts want is just a chance        
To watch wildlife and touch native plants,
Go snipe hunting and backpacking,   
And earn merit badges for everything.
All Scouts want is just somewhere   
To swim and hike and breathe fresh air,
And to cook and laugh around a campfire.  
There’s just not much more for a Scout to desire.


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

Bir goz kirpisinda gecti hayat

Bir goz  kirpisinda gecti  hayat
Bir kapi zili tesaduf  gecmisten  gelecege
Kapinin  onunde  kizil sacli adam  gozunde simsek
Otesinde gozleri yesilinde kivicim  kiz
Ne kizil sacli adam nede  yesil gozlu kiz
Kavustular birbirlerine ne gecmiste  nede  o gunde
Bir  goz kirpisinada gecti  hayat


Details | Lyric | |

City Of Sin

City of sin 
When will thou go clean
A foolish society
In an archaic city
Full of vanity
A city without conscience 
Full of violence
Greediness and selfishness
Why should there be a city
Without justice and fairness
The rich over the poor
Blood do they devour
Life becomes sore
Her daughters turn hoer
How can there exist 
Such a city
If  goodness is banish
Then we are all finish
Why  won't they perish
In this city they cherish


Details | Bio | |

The 4th Branch

The voice of racism preaching the 
gospel is devilish a fake church 
called the Prophet Muhammad a 
terrorist forgetting God is not 
religion but a spiritual bond and 
Jesus is the most quoted profit in 
the Koran they bombed innocent 
people trying to murder sudaam 
when you gave him those chemical 
weapons to go to war with Iran this 
is the information that they hold 
back from Peter Jennings cuz 
condalisa rice is just the New Age 
Sally Hemings I break it down with 
critical language and spiritual 
anguish the Judas to hang with the 
guilt of betraing Christ you 
murdered his religion and painted 
and white translated in 
psychologically tainted philosophy 
the conservative political right wing 
ideology glued together sloppily the 
blasphemy of a nation got my bakk 
to the wall cuz I'm facing 
assassination Guantanamo Bay 
federal incarceration how could this 
be the land of the free home of the 
brave indigenous Holocaust and the 
home of the slaves corporate 
America dancing offbeat to the 
rhythm you really think this country 
never sponsored terrorism human 
rights violations we continue the 
saga El Salvador in the contras of 
Nicaragua and on top of that you 
still want to take me to prison just 
cause I won't trade Humanity for 
patriotism? ,immortal


Details | Free verse | |

EYE Don't See -Part 4-

My heart is beating with upbeat delight 
You astound me…in every shape and form 
My spirit is dancing with unbreakable might
You surprise me…when you take my hand
And pull me outtah my jail-like dorm

And He dismisses me from my solitude…
My eyes are glistening with bliss… 
And I’m far from my demise… 
Only to find that there’s no need to feel helpless

Why do you spoil me rotten with your fatherly affection?

Just protect me from any harm 
Let me make my own decisions…
To see the results in the long run 

You prize me as if I’m cherished like your carefree child
You don’t understand – I’m TOO foolish and wild
I haven’t even reached to full maturity 
But how eye hope to see myself grow and be set free
From the world’s mayhem
Is there a solution to this problem?

And I’m left with no answer…
My eyes are eager to see…another bright day 
And the night is coming to haunt me… 
I find myself slowly disappearing from sight…
When will God give me a purpose to fight? 
When will He feed me His awesome might? 

Just support me…especially during my downfalls
Please answer my calls!

And I’m left to venture off into His path…

Eye can’t escape my terrible nightmares 
Consider my calls of acceptance…my grief weighs a ton
Let me pour forth my tears – 
Do me a favor and cast away my fears
Steer me away from disorder and confusion

Eye can see you’re making great progress
You’re heading towards a brighter, superb future…

My eyes 
No longer witness oblivion 
My eyes
Looks beyond the earthly pain…
bEyOnD the affliction 

I spot a rope in the distance. . . . . 

Push aside the waves…and let me
Grab it this instant!
God feeds me His love…and treats me
Like a newborn infant!

Eye see my Father with brand-new eyes  
I feel rare content
And I feel hardly any resentment

Eye 
cherish 
that 
REMARKABLE 
moment 


Details | Lyric | |

Graveyard

A boy dressed in black
walking down to the graveyard
He held tightly to his Ouija board
Throwing it down on the mans grave
Thomas A. Fisher.
He set up candles around the mans gravestone
He chanted words from the underworld.
The lights blew out immediately
The branches on the trees fluttering in the heavy wind
Between the trees stood a tall black figure
Flashes in the boys mind A man in an electric chair
His skin bubbling, his eyes popping from his head
Bursting against the fabric around his head
No flesh left on his bones
They threw his body into a wooden coffin
Throwing it in the water, they sunk him to the bottom
A huge rock sat on top
The boy shook his head, out of the allusion
The figure was gone He quickly got up
running back to the exit 
Something tightly gripped his jacket
Pulling him back unto the ground
A loud shout of a scream, he got up seeing a woman
Near the edge of the pond, only one name she screamed
THOMAS!! Her scream was horrid, the boy watched
As the woman pulled out a rope from her jacket
Tightly wrapping it around the tree
She hung herself before the boy
He held out his hand- NO! w.. WAIT
He shouted out at her, only to see she vanished 
With every step he took she slowly faded.
He stopped before the rope twirling in the wind
Looking down at the water, it bubbled
Like someone boiling water on the stove
A huge rock floated up, along with the top of a wooden coffin
He stood back, knowing what the allusion was earlier
A crack of branches coming from behind him
Turning slowly he seen the huge disembodied figure
Reaching out, he gripped the boy by his throat
Throwing him into the boiling river
Oh how he screamed, the man stood and watched
The boys skin bursting from his bones, his head was no longer
Seen or attached to his body.
Three crows sat upon the tree branch
making their sounds but even louder than usual
The rope swung back and forth
the rock sunk and covered the coffin
What the boy didn't know is that when he 
Played with the Ouija board he unleashed the man from his tomb
The black disembodied figure now roams freely around the graveyard
The boys body remains in the wooden coffin
Under a huge rock in the river.
In the screams of the wind
You can hear the man say
"I thank god for the suffering"

For centuries the world has been confused 
between the lights of heaven and the flames of hell
Who knew a simple angel would go that far
just to get what he wanted



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Playing the Game Together

We all need assistance from time to time,
As we contribute to life at some time of day.
Our lives are besieged by drugs and crime,
And with adverse opinions others oft sway.

But this is not a time for relaxing our guard,
Or to be ambushed and become apathetic.
A peaceful solution will forever be hard,
Unless heart felt and not merely cosmetic.

Our world is filled with dissent and strife,
And daily, storms become harder to weather.
To survive and continue in this spirited life,
It's crucial that we learn to work together.

God says man's righteousness is as filthy rags,*
But as days are passing some scarcely look.
Thereby failing to recognize His warning flags,
We're one page nearer the end of our book.


Isaiah 64:6 K J V









Details | Lyric | |

A Boy Brushed Red

Slamming the door behind him
He sits
Writing his poems upon his wall
Tiny powerful words surrounding each inch of the room
Writing them in black inch
He watches as it drips to the carpet
He smiles
Wiping the blood of his face
Putting his hands to the wall
Bloody hand prints surround each poem
Dying alone on the floor
Surrounded in his blood and filth
The poems wash off from the walls
Black ink forming together on the carpet
Blood mixes with the ink
The horrific smell fills the lungs of the ones downstairs
He sinks into the carpet 
His flesh swallowed up by his words
He isn't living anymore
But he rubs off on you by his poems


Details | Rhyme | |

The Bliss of Boredom

I live in a world of my own,
My image, carved in stone,
No one else can touch what I see,
I dream alone, my home within me.

I play upon mountain tops, and jump off steep cliffs,
My world splashes colour, and constantly shifts,
I dream with eyes awake, in light,
And walk on starlit shores by night.

Imagination is my right, and the essence of my being,
And constantly my mind betrays the truth in what I’m seeing.

Body seated, face a stare,
You’d never know that I’m not there.

Alone we wake, and free we rest,
Join me and dream, about life’s best.

Don’t be afraid to fall from the sky,
If life’s a dream, you can never die.

So the next time you’re sitting, bored and alone,
Exist in bliss, for life, is your throne.  



Details | Lyric | |

Unnamed

Plugs you into my world
Turns my eyes 
Looking into my skull
Staring at my brain
Hoping to see what comes next
Takes my heart and rips it out
Dying alittle more
Shoots my gut 
And places my brain where my gut once lived
Takes my fingers and pushes them into my hand
So i just have nubs
Takes my head and crushes it
Little peices falling
Bleeding unto the ground
Dying alittle more
The unnamed feeling
Comes alive
Then it takes me away
Taking the chill off my life


Details | Lyric | |

Song of Praise

When the role is called up yonder
We will never from him wander 
We will praise, our voices raise
When the Father stands before us
And he crowns his own victorious 
We will sing, our voices ring.

And forever and forever and forever and a day
I shall never stop to sing this song of praises I will say
Praise the Lord God almighty Father, son and Holy Ghost
Praise to Jesus,…….my precious host.

When I stand before his Glory
I shall hear my life’s sad story
And shall plea, on bended knee
Then when Jesus says he washed me
With his blood and now I am free
I will raise, and shout his praise.

And forever and forever and forever and a day
We shall never stop to sing this song of praises and will say
Praise the Lord God almighty Father, son and Holy Ghost
Praise to Jesus,…….our precious host.


Written by Brenda Meier-Hans 
09.21.2014
Contest: Poems of Praise
Catie Lindsey


Details | Lyric | |

My Way

If my way could be the route,
Hope will be my companion
Walk through invisible shadows
Away from this watered tension
Cut ties with power of darkness,
That has blinded my vision,
And that continues to haunt my soul
Making me live with fear and doubt
Without means to explore spiritually;
If I could have my way,
I will go out to the hills
Find what the wind has been doing,
Since we met in the festival;
So if I could have my way,
I will go  for sometime, to the deepest ocean
Hoping to acquire valuable lesson
Something to resurrect my soul,
Become resourceful once again
Able to sing and dance for my Lord
Call His name with joy in my heart
And talk of His glory to the world


Details | Lyric | |

Because of YOUR Love


" Because of  YOUR  Love ... "

( Isa. 40: 29, 31)
(this is a love song)



I Can Climb Up Mountains
and Swim Across Stormy Seas
I Can Walk Through Fire ...
... As Long As YOU're With Me

I Can Breathe In A Sandstorm
and Float Through A Flood
I Can Do All of This ...
Because of  YOUR  Sweet Love



Because of  YOUR  Sweet Love
Because of  YOUR  Sweet Love
Because of  YOUR  Sweet Love
Because of  YOUR  Sweet Love

All Because of  YOUR  Sweet Love


I Can Face Down Roaring Lions
Even Get Struck By Lightning
I Can Lose Everything ...
Even Tho' That Thought Is Frightening

I Can Hold On As Cyclones Spin
I Can Rise High On The Wind
Jump Over Earthquakes In The End
As Long As YOU Continue To Send ...



Power of  YOUR  Sweet Love
Because of  YOUR  Sweet Love
Because of  YOUR  Sweet Love
Oooooh, Because of  YOUR  Sweet Love

All Because of  YOUR  Sweet Love


	
(Last Chorus)

YOUR  Love Gets Me Thru Everything
YOUR  Love Gets Me Thru Anything
YOUR  Love Gives Me Everything
And As Long As  YOU  Bless Me & Bring

YOUR  Wonderful Love
YOUR  Wonderful Love
YOUR  Wonderful Love
YOUR  Wonderful Love

All Because of  YOUR  Sweet, Wonderful Love ...


            Written & Copyrighted ©:  2/1/2014
                   by:  MoonBee Canady



Details | Prose Poetry | |

Words Linger

You speak in a circus of symbols.
Perfection's presentation, alluring with the fact.
Mystery of minds, riddles set to toil in rhythm...
Yes, that's what you are.

You bare diversity, and lustful lore within your smile.
The sincerity of the captured moment adorns you when you laugh,
crinkle up your nose, and proclaim~ you're stoned.

Your quizzical genius is worn upon your brow.
The type that has to season to exist,
yet has been painted on your sculptured face since the age of innocents.
You are my timeless prodigy...
Yes, that's what you are.

You are clothed in sleeves of music above your most sacred instruments, my most sacred 
intruments~ your hands.
Your hands, O' how I could spend eternity kissing them without compromise.
For they create your love-craft, feeding the paper in verse and also creating my pleasures 
so precise.

Ah, your wine scented kisses.
Ever so softly they call to explore my wanton lips.
Tracing, tasting, devouring in feathered licks.
They too create lyric, lyric which sketches your script upon my skin.

The lyric which whispers through the trees and dances on the highest summit of open 
pastures.
The lyric which sways on the reflection of untamed waters.
The lyric which engulfs the illumination of a full phased moon,
and plays in the honey warmth of the sun.
Yes, this is the lyrics written within your kiss...
Yes, that's what you are.

The echo of your voice entwines the patterns of my thoughts,
weaving an eminent design when you are absent.
The air of your accent charms my perception when you recite to me.
O' sing me your symbols each eve before I dream, dreams of you in purest colors.

A spiritual child, you hold my hand to pray to the Master.
A peaceful dove whom will not cower, when against the wrath of darkness.
A singer of songs.
A creator of dreams.
The madman of my amorous tale.
You touch and taste me in poetry.
You obey my senses and bathe in my 'churchild' serenity.

You are my lover, of love.
You follow me to only be lost within my sanctuary of solitude.
You are the promise of our spiritual breeze, to gently exhale on summer's last wishing flower, 
together.

You are the gatekeeper of my heart's door, that opens the secrets of my spirit.
The true possessor of the mastered verse.
You are my autumn eyes, which blooms a rose eternal.
Forever, I shall feel the imprinted reason of your breath upon my flesh,
and when you whisper your vows to me~ words linger...
Yes, that's what you are.


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Untitled

Ever thought about, the little things we do and say,
How the simplistic things affects us all, in every single way,
With only twenty-six letters, we’ve achieved communication,
Yet the words we say, could give the will, to make or break a nation.

We dwell, in our current state,
Victim to, our every fate,
Miracles occur, before our eyes,
But seeing them, betrays our lies.

How can this world rotate,
When its’ awareness comes so late.

We talk about enlightenment, and reaching higher visions,
Yet our circumstances collectively, collapse due to collisions.

We’re charmed by our dreams, because they help us make it through,
Until life disarms our dreams, and brings us back to a narrow view.

Instinctively we love and care, and walk towards a smile,
And reluctantly we hope, that life, evades the common isle.

I close my eyes and whisper all my thoughts inside my head,
To speak them loud, I might regret, and wish they were not said.

Somehow I manage to dissolve, into my most distant being,
Only when I’m there, can I relate to all that I’m seeing.

Our universe is incomplete, therefore smaller than we think,
Flowers grow in battlefields, where drops of sunshine shrink.

I plea to the world, don’t envelope my free soul,
Let me browse on paths untouched, unlike the others, time just stole.


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Of the Flesh

Overt flaccid appendage between
Oft daily covered thus rarely seen
Impure thoughts corrupt ere begin
My soul hearkens evermore to sin

Loathful orchis of life-giving seed
Oft discharged ere without need
Rigid organ of displeasure’s creed
In obdurate selfish gratifying greed

Without hope deceived by lurid lies
Oft priapic salutes not easily denied
Elicit visions ere my eyes confound
Soliciting lustful fantasies profound

Gesticulate orgasmic vessels of life
Oft nightly purveyor of carnal strife
Phallus erectus manipulative spawn
Coitus interruptus ere inerrant scorn

E’er inane lustful wayward flesh 
Oft petty wasteful juvenile request
Thy soul will through faith’s behest
Sin’s power shall this lost waif test

Intemperate desire innately revived
Oft gratuitous dreams ere contrived
Erotica’s promiscuity haply reborn
Insipid respite ephemeral mourned

Temptation’s casual incessant call
Oft disingenuous will not forestall
Evil’s intent to stealthily dissuade
Willful uprightness ne’er forbade

Inferred double-mindedness lives
Oft hidden only wearily forgives
Once enraptured freedom wanes
This broken spirit averse refrains

Death’s worrying promise abated
Oft victory seemingly invigorated
Yet hope ne'er assured is debated
As life is shamelessly eviscerated  

Till temperance’s finality revealed
Oft delinquent wound is repealed
Thine unseen spirit becomes one
My soul’s resistance is overcome

© Eugene Harvey


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With You

With you to some degree
Unmeasured and intangible,
I espy that perfect state
Known in Eden's garden
When the world was young.

With you a door opens,
Hidden to the human eye,
And Heaven's light spills over
On this little doorstep
Known to man as earth.

With you the sphere of time,
Always insistent and demanding,
Is the cool of the day
And God is ever near
Walking with us hand in hand.

With you I visualize 
Myself and all humanity
Beyond the sting of jealousy and hate
Where fellowship is understood
And all are one with God.


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The World is Shouting

The world is shouting non stop
Voices from deep in the wilderness,
And voices from valleys above the mountains
Shouting for prayers to be heard
And for lives to be dignified once more

The world is shouting without pause
Parents shouting with broken hearts
Children shouting with sad tones
Calling names in their shattered dreams
For love to enter field of play
And for justice to reappear in their lives

Neighbours are shouting in their broken homes
Hullabaloo in the middle of the night
Communities longing for hopeful times
Shouting in their quest to overcome obstacles,
Shutting every door to their emancipation

Every creature is shouting for goodness sake,
Craving for joyous celebrations
Shouting for respect in their valleys
Crying for peace in their backyards
Pleading their case on the face of the earth
Shouting with dignity for heaven to listen


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Canvas

Walking up the stairs
She lays on the floor
He runs
Holding her cold body in his arms
He lets a tear fall from his eye
Dragging her down the stairs and into the cellar
He lays her on the canvas they painted on the floor
He spreads her arms and legs out
Pointing them the direction of North, South, West and East
He places four candles around the circle
Lighting them with his lighter
He sits and watches as he pours the hot wax on her face
He cuts around her eyes, slowly taking her eyes out
Gluing her eye lids shut covering them with the wax once again
He cuts her up in pieces
Scattering her in art forms
Admiring her beauty
He places her eyes in a glass jar
Wrapping her hands around a picture frame
He places her face on his ... as a mask
Gluing her face unto his
He lays on the canvas that is now covered in blood
He moves around 
His clothes covered in her blood
He watches through her eyes
The world she once saw
He places her face back on the canvas
He shuts off all the lights and walks up the stairs
Looking in the bathroom he saw the drug she has been taking
He cuts it up and sniffs it
He lays on the floor shaking
Crawling down the stairs to the cellar door
Trying to move but he cant move any further
His heart stops beating but hes still alive
The minute he had left
He opened the door
And rolled down the cellar stairs
Landing on the canvas
His face next to hers

"How its hurts now that your gone
Its so wrong"


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Let Me Be Your Bass Guitar

You brush across my heartstrings
Vibrates them like a bass guitar
You're the player
So am I the bass?
Let me be your bass guitar..

Arpeggios flow
We know the solos so..
This sparkling light alights our deeper sea
The stilled moon bathes as our rolling waves entwine
Where Love slips Time, eternally..

Let me be your bass guitar
Hearts duetting fingertips
Embrace the one plus one as One
The sum, the sound of Aum..

Let me be your bass guitar
Ripple your notes celestial
Space amplifies drunk by the sipping Star
The ocean seashells echo..

(to read poems on my poetry site just search Suki Spangles)


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Revolution Solutions

This borderline, the click,
Before the wayshower deiform projects his munificent rays,
A revolution-this, a call to arms-that,
A changing of the ways.
But first this ad displays a small box;
It states:
You can skip this ad in five seconds,
Monetising straightaway.

And in this valley of steaming mindfulness,
Lip-syncing sexily against the masonic symbols and signs,
This grand design masterstroke ignites the tinder-lit honeycomb,
Baptising innocent minds.
Draped in the kitsch visage of silk-screen Che -
Another nougat prophet fracking that socket-rocket -
Chocks away!

Pray then - I mean for the Fukushima fisherman, Gaia souls,
The Lord is clearly out of control,
Observe the Agents grin of kick-back lode,
All brought to you by.. relational codes and global modes,
Composed by the self-anointed, the chosen:
The nexus-intelligence loaded against you,
So generously urging you to believe in Love.

Though noughts of plenty lash against the Astral One,
The gnostic gnome shills the sun.
And bone collectors of Soul flower-press the sold,
Sipping leather scented acoustical saffron, chanting:
Everything for a reason happens.
Puppies paw for the crystal-pumping soldier:
Outlier outreach machine, the phantom inside the rage;
Another fat shepherd somewhere bedazzles calves under chemtrails.
And all that Love?
You paid.

The language of re option revolution,
Utilised to advertise corporate solutions,
And/or revolution.
The shedding Blue Star Kachina leaves Draco.


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WILL NEVER WALK ALONE-bluegrass

VERSE ONE:
Glory to the highest,the angel choir sings with glee.
For the King of Kings has saved my soul, he has set me free.
I have overcome the battle and I will join the jubilee.
For the mighty King of Glory,Died on the cross, for you and me.

CHORUS:
Come join the angel choir, sing with jubilee.
Come raise your hands and praise the Father.
He died on the cross for you and me.
We will join the choir together. up in heaven we will sing.
We will stand by the angels and sing hallehujah over there.
For on the cross it was our sin ,he took upon himself to bare.

VERSE:
Glory in the highest, sing infront of the Savior's throne.
Gather with the glorious angelband,Jesus took our sins for his own.
Up in heaven a mansion is waiting, for us to call our home.
All we have to do is claim him and our soul will never walk alone.



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Calm

A blissful calm settles my heart’s anxiety
Realizing the magnitude of your love – it inspires me
To become a better man and provider
Ensuring your heart stays enflamed with affectionate fires
My goal is to drown your existence with love and affection
Reviving your soul with the breath of my devoted essence
Creating a sanctuary for promotion of emotional and spiritual growth
Connecting our existence forever – as one unit we will forever prosper and grow

Such a natural feeling it is; to wake up thinking of you each day
You look through me piercing my emotional strongholds
Making it easy to express my true feelings in romantic ways
My spirit is caught in the purest of your essence
Leading me to your sacred sanctuary…your place, now… my home
All apprehensions have dissipated…leaving a willingness to simply adore
Adoration is promised…romantic energy ignites fires of blissful calm
Clearing the path for eternal love, devotion and romance to gracefully soar

Countless times your images have invaded my many dreams
Waking me abruptly…shaking from your sensual touch – reality or fantasy
Serene affection baptizes my distressed heart and spirit
Obliterating my fears of commitment…now I anticipate hearing it…
Hearing your continual showers of love and devotion
I am pledging them back to you…in three folds
I am seconding my aforementioned motion
Truthfully, I tried to hide when love announced its latest call
Loving you has been the antidote for my spiritual poisoning
This is why my soul and heart are now so blissfully calm


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Gentle Breeze

Gentle Breeze
Things blowing all around me but I am standing still. Problems like a hurricane, the world thinks I should yield. But, there’s a gentle breeze blowing calling me in where I will find the strength to begin again.
There’s a gentle breeze around me that’s steady and true. It gives me comfort and strength I never knew.
As the stillness comes, I settle down, knowing that everything’s ok. Looking past the horizon the heavy winds blow but deep inside is my comfort zone, I am safe when I’m at home.

The gentle winds are blowing safe within my soul.
I feel like I could slip away to another place. A place where only the gentle breeze can blow on my face. Blow on me gentle breeze calm my soul within. Blow on me gentle breeze bring me peace again.
Blow gentle breeze, gentle breeze blow.

The world is sometimes harsh and scary, I wish I could run and hide. But everywhere I look there’s no end in sight. I finally found that place in me that helps me deal with things. I feel the breeze coming on, I see it in the trees.
Blow on gentle breeze, blow within my soul. Help me find that resting place that heals my 
wounded soul.
Blow gentle breeze, gentle breeze blow


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Satan's Follower

Sit in a room full of crowded faces
A man dressed in black
Black long wavy hair
And a black suit
He waves his hand at her
A motion telling her to come here
She gets up off her seat
And walks over to him
He grabs her hand and walks out of the room with her
He opens the door to his cab
She climbs in 
He shuts the door
Climbing into the driver seat
Driving off to Sunset Boulevard
He turns down a dirt road
The sun disappears
It turns dark as the trees cover the sun
He stops the vehicle
She turns and watches him get out of the car
He opens her door and grabs her arm
Throwing her down unto the ground
Pulling up her skirt and rubs her leg
He slaps her face real hard
She hits him back and fights for her life
He grabs a rock and hits her in the skull 3 times
Rubbing the blood off with his finger
Then softly licks every single finger her blood touched
He rubs her face
Picking her up and taking her to his childhood home
Opening the door he sits her on the floor
Spreading her out
Laying candles all around her
Offering her to Satan
He sings and chants
Burning her skin with his cigarettes
He sees whats left of her soul vanish 
The ritual is over
He stabs her in the heart 4 times
Then stands there and laughs
He walks out of the house and lights it on fire
Watching it go up in flames
He walks away
Hiding behind a mask
Satan's little follower
Another nobody


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Faith Healer

The odor is intolerable
Like a foul beast clinging to the end 
I can barely subdue its subterfuge 
But here I am, 
I’m standing here of sound and mind
Waiting for the time that answers my own questions

Can it race with the fires of Orc?
Doubtful, but it can jog steadily can’t it?
The weather is awful, filled with sounds
Penetrating a document not written
It pains me to fight through the night
Not because it’s dark, but because I am just a shadow.

Lester drives but
Motional lasts forever
Still driving
Still crying
And slowly dying as time waves on
Like oceans that can’t be seen.

Nobody cares and everyone listens
Ironic, like a bible that holds lies and deception
Can its will be pierced?
Can freedom stay free?
Is it worth it to stay hooked when everyone around
Seeks liberty?


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It all comes back

Everything comes back

To all who’ve acted cold
Here’s a message loud and bold
Be careful what you do, it all comes back
What you be doing now
It will pay you back somehow
Somewhere further on along the track.

One does not need no books
Of old and dusty looks
To learn this truth, just take a look at life
All those bad moves you have made
Do they ever really fade
Be honest, don’t they cause your mind some strife?

It be wrote within your heart
To make good things a part
Of life, the value seems to be quite high
Yet do another wrong
The comebacks can be strong
You have to learn this truth before you die

When you’re young, you never learn
You might not feel concern
There be no time to feel those pangs of guilt
Yet the damage you have done
Like a flower in the sun
Might someday cause your heart to sadly wilt.


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A Thought that has become an eternity

Thoughts
Distract yourself from them
How?
Kill it all away
Before you remember anything
They will crowd your mind
Take over everything you are
They rewrite the human system
Draining you from every piece of humanity inside you
You become something much more vile
Unable to repair yourself
Stuck like this for eternity
Despair
Agony
Hate
All the things you fear
You have become
Ending up with a wicked smile
Your eyes discolored
Blue to White
Green to Red
Brown to Black
Try to find a way out
From the parasite that took over your life
You have became nothing but a parasite yourself
Living off of others
Taking over their lives
Killing them in the end
You are nothing but a thought
That has taken me over for all eternity




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VooDoo

Catch him up at night
Reading about Satans Journey
Painting his walls in black
Cut marks all down his back
Placing candles around the room
Using voodoo towards the bride and groom
Sticking the needle in her womb
Grabbing the shovel and digs a hole
Burying them one by one the dirt eating their souls
Next to each other under the sun
Using witchcraft just for fun
Never thought he'd be alone
Cuts your neck running chills throught your bones
His anger is the only thing that has shown
Driving him self into depression
When do you think he will learn his lesson


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Thats Not What a Kiss is For

Artist: Michael Card
Song Title: Why

Why did it have to be a friend
Who chose to betray the Lord
Why did he use a kiss to show them
That's not what a kiss is for

Only a friend can betray a friend
A stranger has nothing to gain
And only a friend comes close enough
To ever cause so much pain

And why did there have to be thorny
Crown pressed upon His head
It should have been the royal one
Made of jewels and gold instead

It had to be a crown of thorns
Because in this life that we live
For all who seek to love
A thorn is all the world has to give

And why did it have to be
A heavy cross He was made to bare
And why did they nail His feet and hands
His love would have held Him there

It was a cross for on a cross
A thief was supposed to pay
And Jesus had come into the world
To steal every heart away

Yes, Jesus had come into the world
To steal every heart away


One of my favorite songs by Michael Card....here is the youtube link if you would like to hear it...http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kFGXW3kJ3as


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Foullen -Part Two-

-Kaz walks in the room slowly his hair hanging in his face wiping his forehead with the back of his hand- Hello Foullen, Have you had a chance to feed yet today ?
Foullen-he turns around standing far from Kaz-
Kaz- ilove you. -He gets up walking towards the direction in which Foullen was smiling alittle- You bit me and it set off sparks Im mesmerised by you and your existance I let you feed because i cant stand anything happening to you. I love you
Foullen-quickly turns around looking at Kaz-
Kaz-He stands directly in front of him touching Foullen on the cheek looking in his eyes-
Foullen-he quickly grabbed his things, fastly opening the door walking out into the woods-
Kaz-he runs out following him- Foullen!
Foullen-he walks faster not turning around as he huffs out the door-
Kaz-he contines to go after him sprinting and following him closely still calling out to him- Foullen!
Foullen-he turns around his eyes glowing a bright bright blue- "what!"
Kaz-Why are you running? You had a sparkle in your eye when i told you i loved you, and now your running. what is going on?
Foullen-he would mumble something under his breathe and begins to talk louder- " eh um idk, no one has said that before, how was i suppose to react? happy?" -he closed his eyes and sighed as if he failed-
Kaz-Im sorry if it upset you but its the reason i keep coming back, I keep coming for you. -he grabed his arm lightly in a comforting manner-
Kaz-He kisses him gently- I dont want to let you go ever -He whispered softly in Foullens ear after their lips parted-
Foullen-he turned away from Kaz and started to walk away-
Kaz-He got up going towards Foullen wrapping his arms around the vampires chest from behind-
Foullen-"im nothing you want" -he unwraps Kaz's arms from his chest and pushes him away-
Kaz-You are what I want exactly in fact. Your strong and beautiful, and you make me smile inside. I want nothing else but you.
Foullen-"many people come up to me saying that, how do i know your not any different?" -he sighed looking down-
Kaz-Well, Ive followed you thus far, and I keep advancing admist all of you attepmts to push me away. And i know you felt something when you kissed me. Im here for the long hull, and I know im not perfect and never will be but I aspire to be as perfect as I can for you. And even when we fight to the point of crying, I wanna be the one to hold you, and try my best to protect you in whatever way i can.

(Stay tuned for Part Three)


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Living Kingdom

A memory coated in blue
Of dire times; a castle of gloom
A basement filled with the buried dead
My throne within, painted in red

My tower gone, I stepped out alone
In to the mist - an attempt to atone
My basement torched, ignited by grief
With monsters dead, I no longer sleep

That kingdom crumbled in youth
The walls I built made enemy of truth
But still I stand, a victim of self
A treasury lost, it was traded for wealth

The silence turned into words
From inner self, out of this world
The mirror’s glass shattered by light
The darkness cleansed, granting me sight

A memory I leave in the past
For what is gone has brought me at last
To a place clear and true
This garden is my kingdom renewed


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Don't try to understand

Don’t try to understand the way it is.
Don’t work it out with logic or you’ll miss
The loveliness that all around you lies
In everything that lives, and always dies.

Look without the words that cause the mess,
And gaze at life with so much tenderness.
Just drink in all the mystery you see,
Swim within it’s beauty, let it be.

So dance my child and wildly sing your song,
This song is yours to you it does belong.
Just live your life, embrace eternity,
And feel within that fire of ecstasy.

You tread a road that never has been trod,
Be you with the devil, or with God.
Go with it child, and melt within the flow,
Feel that mighty flame within you grow.


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PRAYERS AND BELIEFS

BY STREET CRIES

I pray for savlanut that's patience in hebrew
Asking God to protect me from people that's see through
Cause I know on the right path he'll see me through

Now I know I am not perfect I still have faults
But who does not
Even the ones that make it to the top

So I am going to keep my Prayers and Beliefs
Knowing that he will bless me and my seeds
Knowing that he still hears me even if I am not down on my knees
To him I put my heart on my sleeves

I am only human

I still feel pain and my heart still bleeds
Passing by the homeless knowing that could be me

But instead there's a address where I sleep
Shoes on my feet and food in the fridge if I want something to eat
People say my poetry is deep

So I have to thank God for the ability to speak
Thank you


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Foullen -Part One-

A mansion sitting upon a hill
Two men walking apart from eachother
One is part human the other is creature
Kaz, Half elf and half human
He walks slowly in the woods 
Kicking stones as he walks
His hands gripping the inside of his pockets
He feels something coming

Walking slowly behind him
Sniffing his scent
Foullen,  a full blooded vampire
Pale skin, blue eyes that sparkle when his black long hair falls upon his face
He wraps his arm around Kaz's waist 
Pulling him backwards
He places his lips unto Kaz's neck
Sinking his fangs into him
Kaz trying to get away
Foullen holds him down

Once he is done feeding 
He pushes the human to the ground
Only sniffing his human scent not even knowing about his elf half
He runs off leaving Kaz in pain on the ground

He would smirk looking back as he runs
Running into the mansion
Slamming the door behind him
He would say hello to his mother
And sit perfectly in his chair
Wipping the blood from his teeth

A few hours later 
A man knocks at the door
Foullen would answer smelling a familiar scent
He lets him in seeing the wound on this mans neck

He would softly say hello holding his hand out and smirks at Kaz
"Hello Kaz" He would say
Kaz looks up at him "you know who i am?"
Foullen would speak "Yea i did drink your blood after all, you have been a target for some time, i always had an eye on you... you always seemed special-
Kaz looks up at him confused "me?"

Many days would pass and many conversations were held between Foullen and Kaz
But many do not know what was said all that was heard was Foullen and Kaz got close and became friends and over several years another journey between them would soon begin 

(stay tuned for part two)


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NO TIME TO SAY GOODBYE


Way back then we were young
We knew we had something going on
You had that glisten in you’re eye’s
That shone with streaks across the sky

We left that night way up in the sky
The day we had to let things lie
No time to say goodbye 
Only time to wonder why
We had something going on

Still remember that terrible day
The day we had to say goodbye
We loved each other like no tomorrow
Like We’re living on time that’s borrowed

There ain’t no time to weep
Memories loved ones time to keep
We’re with the ones we love
But only from high above

We’re there when you breathe
We’re there when you sleep
We’re there every day of the week
Love us like we’re here today


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Crossing the Street

I stood beside life's thoroughfare
And watched the busy traffic there,
All swiftly passing to and from
Each in his self-made way to go.
Across the crowded road I spied
The lights of home on yonder side:
But how to cross? I dare not try,
A timid little one as I.
I could not take a single step,
For evil's tide would soon have swept
Me down its path to go astray,
A frightened child who lost the way;
And yet, the rush of traffic there
Made me to tremble, near despair.
I could not linger there for long,
The teeming mass was far too strong;
They reached to grasp me, pull me in
Stampeding down the road of sin.
I needed one who'd crossed before
To guide me to the other shore.
I cried out in my loneliness
For help to cross the wide abyss;
I had to find a faithful friend
To walk with me to journey's end.
I felt a hand enclose my own,
Although I thought I was alone;
Beside me stood the One I knew
Who would prove strong to see me through.
He's guiding me and all who dare
To walk with Him life's thoroughfare.
The path He takes crosses the tide
That sweeps the road from side to side.
It's hard to walk against the press
Of self and all unrighteousness,
But Jesus works to help me stay
Upon the straight and narrow way.
Someday, together, we will stand,
Who've walked with Jesus. hand in hand,
Upon that other happy shore
Where sin and sorrow are no more.
We'll know in fullness then the rest
That children find on mother's breast
When weary, frightened little feet
Have finally, safely crossed the street.


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Despair Is a Barren Desert

Despair is a barren desert
And my naked feet know its sand;
Hope, a mirage in the distance,
Torments me with well watered land,
My tongue is parched and unruly,
Words of firm faith will not form;
Only a gut cry for mercy 
Cleaves the air of the stagnant morn.

Dear Christ of the desert places,
Come walk with me over this land;
Teach me the joy of denial
That makes roses bloom in the sand.
Walk with me here in my heartland
Where the fruit has dried on the vine,
Make streams flow across my desert;
Distill in my soul a new wine.


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Trophy Worthy of His Grace

Trials to blessings? Is it so
That the evil I encounter
God redeems to good from woe?
Afflictions, vexing confounders,
Convulsing me upon the surge,
The Master Potter's implements
To conform me, mold and purge.
Confident His just intent
Is with skillful wheel to craft
An object shapely for His pleasure.
Upon the scrap heap never cast
An imperfect caricature,
Unyielding to Your purposes,
Disobedient to Your plan.
Pliable--not rigid, formless--
Surrendered in Your loving hand,
The sharp knife shapes the tender clay;
I flinch beneath the chast'ning mace:
My God determined to portray
A trophy worth of His grace.

6-14-2014


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That Such Great Love Comes Near

There's a peace in the land
That's much more than it seems
It feels of God's hand
Much more than our dreams.

As troubles come rumbling
And anger walks about,
As peace seems crumbling
Beneath the scream and the shout,

Yet a peace walks about
In the shadow of the cross
And comforts those who doubt
And share only in their loss.

Chorus:
Jesus, Jesus, gift of love
Who wipes away anger, sorrow and fear
Your love from heaven, and the Father above
Fills every heart, with You so near.
Jesus, Jesus, gift of love
Knowing  our prayers you promise to hear
Hear now our thanks to heaven above
That such great love comes near.

It comes from the Christ child
The babe who arrives
From the depths of God's love
To transform our lives.

Listen, don't be beguiled,
Feel Him come near,
Know the love of the Christ Child
That wipes away fear.

Count every pain
No matter how unfair
As a new Godly gain
For our Father is there.

Chorus:
Jesus, Jesus, gift of love
Who wipes away anger, sorrow and fear
Your love from heaven, and the Father above
Fills every heart, with You so near.
Jesus, Jesus, gift of love
Knowing  our prayers you hear
Hear now our thanks to heaven above
That such great love comes near.

 by E. Marshall Evans


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If you should go

If you should go before I do
To your golden place
I will always think of you
And your smiling face

If you should go before I do
The world won’t be the same
I know I’ll wake up at night
And softly call your name

If you should go before I do
Life was such a pleasure
Every hug and kiss you gave 
Was my lasting treasure

If you should go before I do
Please don’t go too fast
I will want to follow you 
To be with you at last

If you should go before I do
I know you’ll light the way
To guide me oh so swiftly
To our promised days

But if it’s me to journey on
Think of me, remember this song
Our life was blessed our love was strong
And in your heart, I won’t be gone


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A Partisan Heart, Translation of Carlos Bousono's poem: Corazon partidario

A Partisan Heart, Translation of Carlos Bousono’s poem : Corazon partidario

				for my Brother Luis

My heart, you know well
is not with him who triumphs or with one who entertains such 
aspirations as with the sworn-in trader,
who lies in wait for a good opportunity, then crouches and pounces
	on the usefulness of such utility which is his beloved activity :
looks to profit from the embrace,
exacts rent from butterflies and lays out the interest in the open,
collects the receipt for dawning miracles
of the changing nuances of colour
of an invisible and early rose,
sweet and in a hurry
as if it were a man or a flame
or a humane form of happiness : Yes !

My heart is not with the man who knows
the truth,
all that is needed
to forget the rest
that there is,
content with the wind, empowered by conceit,
the chancellor of snow, king by chance, 
but never himself knows.

My heart is with him who one day,
though deprived of flitting fame, abandoned by the graces that kept
	him going until then, 
during the time it takes for everything hostile to render agreeable
	reality itself : life being easy, the light adorable,
yet to know how to say : « It doesn’t matter ! »
	 
My heart is with him who as a consequence,
the glass which a hand of snow extends in the shade,
drinks up the last drop in all clarity
and without feeling bitter –
the scum of the world.

And afterwards, in all seriousness,
						way out there, in the heavens,
sees with renewed eyes –
the sky that is pure.

© T. Wignesan – Paris,  2013


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Synchronistic Riddles

An undisclosed confession
Voiced by things unseen
Expressed within my purpose
And written in my dreams

So quietly I tell you
Quietly I sing
Of all the truth I witness
In the depths of everything

With synchronistic focus
Divination's gift
And in enigmatic silence
I pray the veil will lift

These dreams are so elusive
They play within the shade
And just as I might glimpse them
The visions start to change

They dance within this statement
They observe from in my mind
Their riddles go unnoticed 
As do all the clues I hide

Yet I see them in my mirror
I can catch them in these words
These dreams are from our future
And from a past that goes unheard


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Emmanuel savings

save us oh Emmanuel
save us from our own evil
our praise to you Emmanuel
can you save us, will you tell

save us oh Emmanuel
save us from eternal spell
we pray you, our hearts to dwell
save us all Emmanuel

save us oh Emmanuel
save us from this tolling bell
look what now has us, befell
past Palestine, and Israel

save us oh Emmanuel
save us from our deathly knell
the present need begins to swell
do heads trump, to hearts foretell

ooh save us, oh Emmanuel
is it possible to, our anger quell
save us from well-crafted hell
what say, oh god of our moral

save us now Emmanuel
to believe in grace is just as well
if we can get it, none can tell, but
save us, ooh save us, Emmanuel

© Goode Guy 2013-12-08


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because God loves me

He's been the source of my relief
backbone of my spiritual belief
He gives me such a sense of peace
He's been my ladder when I couldn't reach
I'll use His guidance and I'll teach
 I'll kneel to Him and I'll beseech
I'm everything you see because God loves me
He's been my strength when I felt weak
I hear His voice It sounds so sweet
I lift my hands to give Him praise
for giving me another day
He comforts me no matter when
I thank Him time and time again
I'm everything you see because God loves me
           {refrain}
God to You I give praise
love You in every way
need You all of my days
just You show me the way

whenever darkness manifests
I turn to Him for He is blessed
He's never ever let me down
lifted me up to higher ground
I come to Him in supplication
for spiritual rejuvenation
I'm everything I am
because I love Him
and when I read the Holy Scriptures
I finally get the full gospel picture
that on His word I do believe
there's nothing I cannot achieve
He is my one and only King
for Him I'll do most anything
I'm everything I am because I love Him
{refrain}
as I go higher and higher on
to reach the Kingdom of Zion
I know that He will meet me there
no need to have any fear
I will eternally reside
in Heaven by His graceful side
I'm all that I can be, because God loves me
my prayers have finally been rejoined
and up to Heaven I rise on
now I can truly see the Light
God's Kingdom is within my sight
with Him I will forever rest
sinless and now forever blessed
I'm all that I can be because God loves me
{refrain}
and now I look upon His face
I bow to Him in all His grace
there's no place I would rather be
right here with God beside of me
there's no more searching around
with Him I truly have been found
I'm where I want to be because God loves me
I'm where I want to be because God loves me
I'm where I need to be because God loves me