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For The Water Bearer At The Gates

In a dark world where many fear real authenticity
and cannot handle the rawness of everyday life
there is a true light to be found in every Aquarius.

Many people tend to misjudge them as very careless
and wrongly assume they feel nothing at all or ever
but the power of their love can be quite precarious

In their glimmering eyes there is a very deep truth
that only they might be able to fully understand; 
perhaps that is why they're not always so serious

But because humanity is their greatest love of all
they will work to ensure their water jar pours forth
although with the right people they are gregarious.

This poem is part of my zodiac-themed collection. "To Honor Winter's Shadows" was the first in this series. Pisces is next in this series, though I've no idea when that'll be. The poems I write honestly come of their own accord and I don't like to force my talent. Thank you for reading!

One

There's always one, maybe two, and sometimes three
But there is definitely one__
That 'One'
That daughter or son
The one that carries the indomitable light 
The one willing to do the shadow work and fight the 'Good Fight'
The one that's often ridiculed,
But she or he is not afraid to enter the dark, cold vestibule 
And enter they will, with that radiant light
Steadfastly they walk, shining bright
They're ten toes down when it comes to God's work
They move ahead in the face of the worst vitriol and all the hurt
There's always 'One'__
Whether daughter or son 
There's always 'One'

Torch Bearer

My
dearest,
shed a tear, 
light a candle,
love Christ completely.
Then go, spread the gospel, 
true defender of the faith.
Reach near and far, press on my love;
never give in, nor settle, and know...
'For to live is Christ, and to die is gain.'



For my beloved.
(Poem a day)

01.07.2026


Premium Member Burden Bearer

Oft times when I’m found on life’s slippery slope.
Knowing things could be worse, I yet have hope.
Through prayer I’m gifted,
as my burden is lifted,
in prayer I thank God that I’m able to cope

Huckle Bearer

Anxious to be my Huckle bearer
Of my last breath wishful ensnarer 
Anxious for my ultimate demise
So to my earthly trappings burglarize 
Dishonest wife stealing philanderer

Premium Member The Bearer Party

We held a lady in our arms
She was the highest in the land
We felt her cloth against our cheek
Her closeness in our hand.

We held that lady in our arms
She was the silent of us all
We took her down the longest walk
Flanked by soldiers tall.

If we live to oldest years
And on, until our death
Never will we forget
We held our Queen, Elizabeth.


Bad News Bearer About Terror

a bad news bearer
they committed much terror
wish was an error

has been a science
on rules and laws reliance
with much compliance

in circles have spun
COVID is over and done
thanks father and Son

what we understand
flag we love is always grand
flying over our land

Topaz and Emerald Bearer

The gold and green draping
Shines on thee amazing
As thou dance allegro
It reminds my era
Difference between us
Half generation thus
Yet it’s understanding
And the bond withstanding
Blessing to be blessed
With twin kids greenly dressed
Thus, one will bear my name
The other has thy fame
Golden being their mien
And an emerald green..!

The Damaging Testimonial of Billy Burn

To whom it may concern,
Wishing to more learn
About the bearer, our ex-student,
He was a Great Sympathizer of ‘The Imprudent’…

Worldly wise and to a fault bright,
He was to become a familiar sight
In nearby restaurants selling African Salad
And European marmalade;
For both, often parting with four British pounds
The former sometimes ordering in mounds…

Was seldom appearing in our school uniform,
For which we did his guardian inform;
His craving for muftis of a shouting colour,
Besides the unusually paler…

Continually would laugh at his notebooks
And, not once, fleeing from his textbooks
All their pages dying to be opened
But in return childishly roughened…

Till date, not conquered by a fresh-smelling cane;
Rather only once cried to cowhide’s pain…
Just the Mount Everest he hopes to ascend some day
And from it's peak pick what would him well pay

We’ve, you can see, ENJOYED Billy Burn
And now it is your more fortunate turn!

The Cup-Bearer's Thoughts

I serve with my heart, all
Your mountain must not fall
We meet servant and master
To run forward the faster

Your goal clearly defined
Mine too more refined
Leader and follower united now
To testify of forgiveness, the how

Why this unlikely pair?
Cause of a God just and fair
I serve before kings
Who drink of your wisdom things

I was a vessel empty, then
Now filled with your ken
They drink it in very slowly
The cupbearer thought he was most lowly

My Burden Bearer

Constantly living with a heavy heart  

Travelling helplessly on earth’s lonely and weary path  

With the memory of my past tearing me apart 

Each morning I wish my world could restart 

And with each night the fear of tomorrow tempts my heart to depart  

This is just beyond me I say as my life seems to fall apart 

In my struggle to head start 

I played like others but not so smart 

I experienced betrayal instead of trust 

Thought I had a friend to lean on not knowing he was a dart 

But then I met a friend before it all fall apart 

 The Saviour with a loving heart 

Who gave my life a meaning and restart 

He took my burden and set me apart 

Yes! He is Jesus.

Hidden From the Blind

Bewildered by the unknown blind man
Whispering in the presence of the deaf and dump
There is something fishy and evil about you
Fear of animosity is the flag of the evil bearer

Premium Member A Light-Bearer

I am a light-bearer;
opening doors
so that together
we may seek--

Of course, there 
are no answers,

just questions...
leading to questions;
for we are a species
of seekers, divinely 
clothed in the solver's
garments...

solutions not found
on the path, but in
the maker of paths;
not found in the
mind, but in a 
maze of minds, 
in the tender
of walls, the
pruner of our foot-
steps, keeping asps
from our heals
and scorpions from
our toes. The only
real, is the sense
of being, but in 
the spirit-illusion:
the wise knowing
there is no life,
no consciousness
that excludes the
intangible of faith;
looking from the
outside in, I can 
be certain only
that I think 
I think—no more.

The Bearer of the Light

I once had a light, so bright And yet so splendid, that Darkness abhor and hated The light. for it exceed Human strength and the will The will to survive . so the Day came when darkness became Restless, and decide to Devour the light.  as darkness began to Pound upon the light, the light  begin To diminish. as darkness was About to bring the bearer To its knees. The bearer Soon became aware of the Greatness he has within so He arouse from the ground,And dispelled the darkness From his presence. regaining All he had lost and most of All hope.

Inside Me You the Soothe Bearer

the cynosure of the crystal night sky,
convergent to your unrivaled beauty
from far on the ground
the beauty I cannot count

I to me- a fresh skeleton of hackneyed ashes
barren field of all love,
grey yard of the cut grains straw
the bitterness of Amarone wine,
sprite of poetry and phantom of prose

see I all yours but in lures,
still seeing I'm,
crying life all to infinity,
decaying with infliction pithy,
you and my love are eternal,
perpetual all fraction in point of gaiety.
warm of heart feeling dazzling the shrine of love,
beneath your caring tears my imperishable entity,
I am seeking you,
horizon after horizon,
my love tours consciously to finding you not as alien,
calls in all of you and your caring

in the pinnacle of desire,
I sow my loving seed,
here every green leaf for you,
every root which you do not see,
where I pour my love philter,
every sough touches your fairness love with the belonging of one,
here every leaf oscillates as a sign of your greetings,
I see all my love into my sphere,
I find my soothe in you, inside me you the soothe bearer 


- Sunday, July 14, 2019 Chattogram

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