Asserts Poems | Examples

Prior to Ink

Pen prepares its blood with quiet intent,
Flowing with words that embrace no cliche;
Its spirit starts to pump the heart's content,
Beginning with inner insights to say.

The ink's voice shouts with neither sound nor noise,
Creating calmness inside the bold mind;
The soul's silent scream still seems its best choice,  
For the right meanings hiding there to find.

Shrouded images sprout in clarity,
Springing with fragrant flowers of wisdom;
Brightly bringing beauty to pure poetry,
As the author asserts his true kingdom.

Golden goal greatly gains its priceless prize,
As wonder wakes up the sweet sleeping eyes.

Crayon Box Dreams

Her crayon box of dreams has at last grown 
up and she no longer colors outside 
of bound'ry lines, nor into stardust thrown
the rigid rules of ancient social guide.

Her crayon box of dreams has faded now,
somehow turning color into dreary
shades of brown, fading into shadow's vow
of docile living, forever weary.

Her crayon box of dreams asserts itself
in midnight madness nightmare scapes that flash
the wild kaleidoscope of her once self,
and into colors if she dares to splash

her crayon box of dreams again shall grow,
and rigid rules shall into stardust throw.

Kindness

A little kindness never hurts;
helps heal and often mends.
Your care soothes and diverts
pain of family or friends.
A little kindness never hurts.

When helping those with needs-
sad frown to smile converts.
Gifts of words or deeds
by selfless acts, comfort reasserts.
A little kindness never hurts.

Your gifts- large or small;
a card, dinner, fresh desserts-
or just visits can enthrall.
This giving of yourself asserts-
a little kindness never hurts.

PRAISE BE TO GOD FOR PACIFYING US FROM BEING AFRAID

November 19 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on Acts 18-20

Key Verse – Acts 18:9 Then spake the Lord to Paul in the night by a vision, Be not afraid, but speak…

PRAISE BE TO GOD FOR PACIFYING US 
FROM BEING AFRAID

Praise be to God for pacifying us from being afraid: 
Cheering us along His comfort
Calling us inside His contentment
Caring for us through His compassion
Communing with us around His concern
Commanding us for courageous commitment

Acts 19:8 Praise be to the Lord for persuading to 
prioritize His kingdom that:
Affirms His authority of heavenly approval
Advances His assembly along holy association
Acknowledges His armory upon high accountability
Asserts His assured arrival toward our hopeful anticipation
Appreciates His acts for our attentive, authentic, and active adoration

Acts 20:21 Praise be to the Saviour for 
helping us testify about our faith toward God along: 
Repentance from sins
Rejoicing for secured salvation
Refreshment with satisfying sufficiency
Restoration against sorrows and sufferings
Revival of spirituality for service through the Scriptures. Amen!

November 19, 2024

Blood Sword

A pen who never bleeds blue nor black
As the changing shades of a clear night sky;
Bleeds blood, ever deep red
As a sword who fought million battles.
He never reveals his tale
But it is to be remembered 
And will be remembered.

He sets aright others' lives
Make corrections, make amends.
Unlike his kin, with a white skin
The correction pen, bleeding white;
He never hesitates to unveil blunders,
Others made;
Only pronounce them, guiding them 
To learn from their faulty footings.

The White King  asserts:
" I, who, hide his flaws
Flaws of juvenile origins;
Grateful, he is, to me. 
In his life's canvas,
With no scars to be blamed for,
He starts anew.
Turning the hourglass,
To let his scars go into oblivion, 
Never to be seen again-
To him nor the others
With a history anew, 
He starts afresh."

The blood sword, now spoke
He voiced his voice, as he said:
"Let your wrong footings stay,
Learn from them; grow."

Zionism Fever

The Middle Eastern watch
As the Zionist regime tries
To assert its territorial area

Territorial integrity now threatened
They unleash terror on their enemies
Its called the holy land but why now
In the name of all that's sacred and holy
The continuous strife and endless wars

They talk of Abrahamic faiths at loggerheads
Be it though that The Lord is a Man of War
But why is it that us humans can't coexist

Even when our religions preach peace
There are always undertones of war
Call it Jihad or a Holy war.. blood shed
Is still abominable.. when did human life
Cease to have value.. now bombs drop

Then the retaliations are organized daily
Then the entire world watches the fever
Praying the virulent middle Eastern fever
Doesn't spread into the entire region
Praying that 'The end' will not come soon..
Even so the Word asserts come soon Lord

Thought of the day

organic form asserts its need
partaking of the elements 
there is of course no harm in this 
provided we be void-centric
radiating light, drenched in bliss

Zen mode

the chin chakra asserts its presence
holding erect all energies in firm focus
there is no effort applied by us of course
magnetism steers us along the bliss locus

with mood and mode spontaneous
we delight as bliss pulsations within rise
the doing is done as of will of Divine Mother 
we receive the gifts of grace in childlike surprise

words of advice

Never annoy a woman who carries a pointy sword.
She who asserts herself, has the best life.
And if the sword is there, you know she is not afraid to use it.

Nature's Sentinel

In a great, entangled forest, stands a metal monster—
An impossibility of nature, made by man. Alone;
Broken—it looms over all things natural
And asserts its right over the creatures that belong.
They do not look to him (this fake, metal being) —
It cannot even breathe or make noise!
Apart from the gears whirring in its machine form.
It is hated and unwanted. Even by its creators,
It has been abandoned. Now, it will never be found,
And it will be left for time to deal with; until it is
Creaking and groaning and falling apart with rust.
One day, soon, the grass will grow so thick and wild
That it will wrap its spindly fingers around the beast's leg
And grip it tight. The weeds will never let go—
The metal monster will never move again.
The whole of the forest soon will envelop the machine
Until there is nothing left to be seen of it. Until it is
Destroyed, like it was never there. Gone:
Prey to the unknown and the forces of nature.

Zen mode

differentiated perception
caused by eons of conditioning 
asserts itself as base reflex instinct
from which no doubt we rebound
but not before recognising 
we are as yet bound

Zen mode

toroidal heart
asserts its presence
with a steady pulsating hum
electrifying all nodes within form
with silent magnetic thunder
holy trinity embodied
within our core

Zen mode

jugular notch asserts its presence
holding erect the central vein
embedded in the elements
that as an ethereal connector
as all opposites dissolve in the void
no desires remain in the heart
save the burning yearning
to radiate effervescence 
of eternal light of Self

The guilder

In the solemn glow of gold, the guilder asserts its presence,
A coin of undeniable worth, a treasure to be revered,
Its value not just in its gleam, but in its very essence,
A symbol of prosperity, silently revered.

With regal grace it gleams, the guilder's lustrous hue,
A testament to craftsmanship, a work of art refined,
Each facet polished meticulously, to capture light anew,
An opulent embodiment of wealth, forever enshrined.

Within its form resides a tale of fortunes vast,
Of toil and sweat, of dreams and daring plight,
An emblem of ambition, a venture unsurpassed,
A testament to mankind's relentless fight.

Oh, guilder of grandeur, in your radiant embrace,
We find solace in your presence, a promise of hope,
Through ages past and future days, we trace,
A legacy of abundance, an endless scope.

In the solemn glow of gold, the guilder stands tall,
A symbol of prosperity, revered by one and all.

Unbridgeable Chasm

According to the Scriptures, such unbridgeable chasm exists.
Luke 16:26 of the King James Bible declares, “And beside all this, 
between us and you there is a great gulf fixed: 
so that they which would pass from hence to you cannot; 
neither can they pass to us, that would come from thence.”

We are compassionately warned by the Lord Jesus Christ Himself
to flee from that place of condemnation, called hell
since He, with His loving, gracious, and merciful sacrifice
already served as the bridge to close the sin-caused chasm
for mankind to reach heaven by faith in His redeeming work.

John 14:6 asserts, “Jesus saith… I am the way, 
the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto the Father, but by me.”
Believing that heaven is assured midst God’s gift of eternal life
we who put our trust in the Saviour are freed from transgression’s penalty
can triumphantly share the wonders of vanquishing unbridgeable chasm.

July 11, 2023

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