Faith demands we hope for
What cannot be true;
Hope insists we believe
In what will never be.
They are trickster twins
Commanding our allegiance,
Wishing us disappointment, despair and oblivion.
I prefer to trust my wits, sight and a little love.
Not every blossom greets the sun,
Nor every triumph shouts it's won.
Some flowers bloom in silent grace,
Unseen by crowds, yet touched by faith.
They grow in corners most forget,
Where pain and prayer and love have met.
And though no stage may hold their name,
They burn with soft, eternal flame.
So let them bloom, those quiet souls,
Unpraised by fame, yet deeply whole.
For heaven sees what earth looks past—
The unseen bloom, the ones that last.
A heart grown weary in silent rain,
No roof to shelter, no meal to gain.
No gentle voice, no hand to hold—
Just aching silence, damp and cold.
I left behind what broke my soul,
A job that crushed what once was whole.
Now I drift with nowhere near,
And all I know is ache and fear.
I do not seek to shame my name,
Nor beg with pride consumed by flame.
I only ask—if one heart sees—
A little help to bring me peace.
Not for always, just for now,
Until I rise again somehow.
A small kind gift to help me leave
This room of silence where I grieve.
I ask with trembling, not with blame,
And pray no one will cast me shame.
Just light enough to cross this night—
And walk once more toward morning's light.
If you can’t give, a prayer will do—
That mercy finds its way back through.
May God still move through hearts unknown,
And guide the lost ones safely home.
You did not break me.
You made me a devout athiest.
I lost faith, not hope.
Keep in mind
every flower that bloomed
has gone a whole lot
of dirt before you see its beauty.
Keep in mind
that no matter how long
the night lasts
the dawn will surely come.
Its 9'30 monday morning U K time the skies around London are the
Grey of grime.' Its like in the evening', a somber scene i
Think its taken from 'middle earths book' the fellowship of
The ring.? As by mechanical means the sky is sown.' To
Drown us in gloom, these clouds are grown.' To deny real
Life..To cause the farmers strife.' I consider only sad beings, could envisage and plan such an innings' closing
Churches and pubs.' Which don.'t need the pre-fix of hubs.'
Yet there is great capicity in humanity..' innate intelligence
That will counter insanity.' Dr evil and the devil bankers real Sickos.' Can only be the answer.' May the evil curse of
Pathogens enter into them and cover them, may no rest be given
Ever.' to these cretins of wicked endeavours.' May they be
Soundly mocked and forsaken. May their very presence of mind
Be taken.' May every sickness be their portion.' May they
Be a lesson of morality and cause repair.' So to the Bible
Many will hearken to avoid their own souls being darkened.'
Live in peace
Never distract
To things within
Life is simple
To simple people
Have high hopes
Hope leads you
To go head start
Expect the sun
Shines tomorrow
But work for today
Things reap next day
To enlighten every heart
Life's cold in winter
But smile warming hope
Spring will come
And the flowers
Will bloom themselves.
let us wait with utmost faith
joyful times will come
the best is yet to come
Rose petals, how lovely
Though layered, still pretty
The beauty adorable
Only a moment capable.
Each rose has its color
Each eyes flare adore
Make it bundled together
A lover eyes meant forever.
Her beauty last lovely short
Images ingrained in his heart
Though life is but a rose
Good things last, I suppose.
Rose may die in her stead
Wonder pure rose sprout instead
Hope and love wait not in vain
Trust tomorrow's sunrise get us win.
In stillness, I call for Heaven’s light,
Through shadowed paths, I seek a gentle guide,
A whisper in the dark of night,
To lead me where the faith and hope reside.
I long for grace, a beacon in the storm,
A promise of calm in the swirling sea,
In every trial, I yearn to transform,
To find in Your presence a way to be free.
With every breath, I search for the divine,
A touch of love that heals and makes me whole,
In each quiet moment, Your voice I pine,
To fill my heart and soothe my weary soul.
O Lord, Your light, I humbly seek, so bright,
To walk beside me and guide me through the night.
Life - I can’t find
No life - still alive
Hope - faith gone
Death - life is on
I believe in... - it’s coming
Feel me and leave me
Understand me - no!
My life is your death - on
Fantasy - it does not exist
Hope is not a life - Fantasy is faith
Believe in your dream, in yours
Fantasy - not going to be yours
Live my life - get what is yours
I imagine you, left yours my life on
Feel the feeling of my fantasy
Faith of vision is life - get it on
Faith is not enough
Keep the fantasy on
To be a projection
Life is passing
You are on
Faith
Fantasy
Feeling
Emotion
Projection
Light is on
Dare I dream of hope in a world that's self consuming,
and dare I dream of a home where hearts are always blooming.
Peaceful the mind would be in a land I am assuming,
but hardship is what we find in a world that should be booming.
Wisdom shall be your guide in moments that are confusing,
and damned our lives would be if faith we are accusing.
Clouded are peoples minds with rage that’s over fuming,
and lost are those who think that life is just amusing.
Sadness will fill the sky of a scourge that may be looming,
but in God we must have faith in a life we are resuming.
Doubtful your mind can be when trust you’re swiftly losing
and heavy your heart would beat when intrusive thoughts are cruising.
With joy my soul is filled on a day that is illuming,
and cheerful birds will sing on trees that are perfuming.
The rain shall fall again on lands that man is rooming,
and the sun will shine with hope on grief that was intruding.
Saleh Ben Saleh
Spring made this teen, just drool, drool.
Dreaming of the Varsity hero, like a silly fool.
To die, in his ripped, tanned, strong arms.
To be his love, she sighed, a blessed charm!
3/13/2024
Fellow prisoners..For such are we all. Our will contained
At the very least, in the body of flesh, our time being as
Long as it takes, for as long.? Or short as it is! Or maybe
You are in a prison of concrete; and steel? Like Julian' or
So many others? (falsley convicted as were the postal
Cerks.!!) Who worked under the crown emblem..Such a
Great branding..? Or are you in hospital, a victim of a bad
Accident? Or a casualty of malicious actions maybe you
Were coerced into the plan of the jabs-worthy's? And
You are under assault by sickness and regret.?? Yet all
Of us in many aspects are prisoners..The only true way
To freedom is through entering into Gods Kingdom..'
The only gate being Jesus, from whom all good things
Come' may the reader of this text be blessed with true
Discernment and a clear mind, amen and amen.!
MELIORISM
This world stings like the scorpion,
And I will not filter in her tears,
This I said because I’m a champion,
Only throwing jabs, it really wears!
Like the faeces of a chameleon,
She stinks in her odourless sheers,
Truly this world bites in oblivion.
And never to be seen in klaipeda _
The elysian sky has deceived me,
Leaving behind their propaganda;
This dark ominous mangles me...
The tenet of retronym in obscurity,
Why we can walk without security.
The quell for fairness may wither,
As we skulk in together!
The gargoyle mole of pains...
Hardship is loose and unfettered;
As we wallow in this sane oneiric,
That never sought for the kindred,
Of conflate moth of harangue...
The axiomatic mild of the youths,
The automatic bunkum in heroism,
The cosplay to this hilarious pains,
The syringe to my bitter whinge.
To saudade for the shadows of life,
A vain wait for meliorism!
When will it get back bitterly better?
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