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Premium Member Inhale Exhale

At times we’re forced to grin and bare it, 
                           but then again if the shoe fits, wear it—Quote by poet

Inhalation/Exhalation

Breathe in, arms above my head, a salutation to the sun
breathe out, and Namaste` and blessings to everyone
Kalidasa’s prayer, “Please subdue the anguish of your soul, 
nobody is destined to only happiness or to pain, 
the wheel of life takes one up and down in turn”
Why then do I still feel like screaming into the void?
It’s always something else which has me annoyed
Coaxing adherents into haters then blithely cleansing one’s hands,
so lost loyal allies fall prey to their shepherds demands 
My evil muse is not amused
© I Am Anaya  Create an image from this poem.

A Great Confusion

Is, it, to be called classi?cation?
Or is it a destruction of paci?cation ?
Or are humans still to undergo humanization ?
In which being humane is considered main quali?cation
Which is not being achieved due to illusional mesmerization,
Should we call it misconception ?
Or is it a fanatic deviation? 
Caused by the adherents of delusion 
Or is it the fault of rationalists misapprehension 
Of the necessity of categorization 
Among blacks and whites, religious types, castes and tribes 
Which should not be considered manipulation? 
Showing the proofs of  existences alone as justi?cation 
Leaving behind the unanswered question 
Questioning Noah’s and Satyavratan’s relation,
To perform same duty with devotion!
Is it just a coincidental conjunction ?
And are all coincidences among all religions
Are just caused due to accidental notions?
Oh, what is this God’s or Gods creation
Leaving us with great confusion
Not able to understand whether it is misconception of classi?cation 
Or misapprehension of religion
Which only discusses love and devotion but not destruction.

Solstice

The usurpation of the annual right of solstice
by a quarrelsome religious upstart,
Lead to the re-designation of the celebration
due to its now newly designated Holy part.

In order for a connection to be formed
between the Lord and a party that was pagan,
The symbolism had to be reworked
until for Christians it could be displayed again.

By this intent, the Roman festival of Saturnalia
surrendered its celebratory rite,
And donated all that it possessed
to those who recognized a birth one Holy night.

Is this to say that the adherents of the newly
formed holiday were being misdirected?
Or that the symbols of the pagan celebration
are something that needed to be inspected?

I advocate for the negative in response
to the above outlined interrogatives,
Instead I shall take a stand to allow each
to follow their own personal prerogatives.

And if any of what you’ve read in this missive
should sway you into taking pause,
You’ll probably want to keep it to yourself
Or there’s a chance that you’ll tick off Santa Claus.
© Tony Lane  Create an image from this poem.

Brothers and Sisters

Brothers and Sisters

 Let us do as Jesus commanded: 
Show the world that we are His disciples by
loving one another, loving our neighbors as ourselves, 
doing unto others as we want
others to do unto us, forgiving those who have sinned against us, 
praying for, doing good
for, and even loving our enemies 
Next, let us unite in tearing down walls of misunderstanding 
By building bridges to others in the Christian family. 
Then, let us join together with adherents of other religions
tearing down walls of fear and suspicion 
By building bridges of love to all members of
the human family until war is no more 
and weapons of war have been recycled into
implements of agriculture 
The whole human family will therefore be able to
blend our voices in the words of the late-great civil-rights leader, 
Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr., “Free at last, 
Free at last. Thank God almighty, 
we are free at last!” 
CU is not dangerous
doctrine—a license to sin
but the most literally the truth of the Christian Faith!

Rev. Dr, Samuel Mack, OMS, DD
Copyright  2015

August Alliteration

After July abdicates, august August arrives,
and the year advances, as annually agreed. 
After assessing alternative alternatives and accords,
as anticipated, no other affirmative alternative is advanced. 
Actually August is always an annual actuality, affably accepted
as amicable and always awaited ardently, as July avidly absconds!
Anxiously active actions advise August adherents, to atrabilious accordingly,
as days are abridged and abbreviated, around-the-clock! Slowly
as all administrations adjourn, advocates abort all agonistic argument,
as analysis of aforethought Acts are advanced, and addendums
are amicably agreed.  After appropriate and amusing accolades are accepted, 
all approve of appeasement, as another additional accidental adventitious
activity appears! August is always appreciated and advances, as aide-de-camps 
award and authorise aristocrats and actuaries, to amalgamate advertising agencies,
although angry animosity always aggravates, angers, and aggrieves
anti-agreement antagonists! Assuaging angry aged academics and agents, 
aghast at angry animosity, always attracts acrimonious atrabilious attention.
As an acknowledged antidote, an amusing anecdote is always acceptable,
as an agreeable anaesthetic appetizer, and allaying fears. An atmosphere
of aggravated argument, also assures all august, August activities are
axed and abolished abruptly, as September appropriately and advisedly appears! 

Adieu, Adios, Arrivederci, Au revoir August  and Amen!

Rhymer.  September 1st, 2016..

The Wacky World of Weird

THE WACKY WORLD OF WEIRD
Dr. James E. Martin
©October, 2013

The wacky world of weird,
Has never disappeared.
It remains today,
It won’t go away,
Its adherents are loudly cheered.

A Robbed Scholar

"Pack the chairs,no souls will be entertained here",
Politics is stealing the future of scholars,
The faith is rather picking blemishes from religious pillars,
Can't make it plain to them of my changed mind,
Grew up along the coast,
Education wasn't a key boast,
Chasing money and abiding to words from our illiterate parents,
"Hey,...if you refuse to go fishing,no food for you today",fear really got itself filled us with adherents, 
The punishment comes always with fatality, 
What is known to be risky,we see it to be easy,
Trained with marshal laws,...and it's the powerful canes form masters in the halls, 
Privileged men went ahead to acquire knowledge,because they had all it carried, 
Knew what is meant by a treasure buried,
Fought tediously to overthrow the whiteman ruling over their integrity, 
When nothing was induced much into us,eyes were opened to plenty,
Disappeared from home to where no man ever had an idea about,
Saved by a richman but lonely hunter mouse ,
Impacted into me in-depth understanding, 
Showed me the realities of life;formal education without a payment,
"God bless his hidden soul",
Returned after so many years,
"Life is now precious and exerting greatness of me,
Society wasn't able to exercise recognition of who I am,
But yet still,I found my childhood friends fighting for success with grey hair",he noted well,
Expression on their faces proves their lost in the middle of nowhere, 
Hailing his superiority among them,he was appointed as the chief advisors brain,
So many opportunities he gained, 
His life was a breakthrough to the land he was born to cater,
He is a refined gold within a polluted water,
Inculcated intelligence into his fellow people scoop,
Few took it wholeheartedly;they had eyes for pride so they've made it in a bloom,
Politics practically went about chewing the learned knowledge as strict, 
Coping with internal and external institutions,he raised a fine district,
But,his heart never desired for a truth;
What were deceptions to uproot?
Helmet of glory,
Passion for God plays the background of his officialdom, 
Only blink of eyes taking a yawn,religion stole his referendum.

Premium Member The Anointed One

Anointed by God to rule the land
Yet brags where he places his molesting hand
Let us love one another, all children of God
Yet puts proxies before a firing squad
The Lord he praised and the Bible he thumped
Yet adherents of the Word neither phased nor stumped
Turn to God when forgiveness you seek
Yet replies NO, never shall I be unmanly/meek
In the eyes of God, we are all alike
Yet the misbegotten can all take a hike
Obey my command and I’ll offer benevolence
As I give E pluribus unum a whole new relevance
God hath anointed His faithful avatar for you
Yet now go and do as I say, not as I do
© I Am Anaya  Create an image from this poem.

Dawn Like Never Before

DAWN LIKE NEVER BEFORE

As I gripped my pen to write
Tears trickled down my cheeks in delight
There is a man with a conscience
As systematic as science
His voice rang clearly as the sound of a gong
And his lyrics as soft as love song
The strive began twelve-years ago
Along an irresistible tempest blow
Stumbled but never fell flat
To the scary screeching of the bat
Crawling through the long and dark tunnel
And hope was his only gel
When tears rolled down his steep face
It flowed to God's corridor and begot grace
Suddenly light glistened at the tunnel end
And happiness thickened and refused to bend
Contorted twists hurriedly ran
And gentle breeze was felt from the fan
I saw the dove coo and the falcons chant
Even naked democracy wore a green pant
Then minds ran faster than Hussein Bolt
Without intimidation of the thunderbolt
Vibration of victory felt in the earth crust
Without a sinister of any outburst
This is no less an important water shed
So no more tears to shed
There is a great lesson to be learnt here
Ears open and hear me everywhere
Never toy with the immutable and supreme being
That's what I told adherents of dry gin


This poem is dedicated to General Muhammadu Buhari (rtd.) Who won the Nigerian presidential election few days ago.This poem shows his strive,victory,relief, and lessons.

Premium Member Opinionated- and Its Eyes--

Opinionated- And It’s Eyes---


I awoke and flung my mind soul in the heaven
What could there be more purely seven?
'It's that lordship,' I muttered;
And am I the nonbeliever never okaying;
I crave the divine, deponent denominationalism Why?
Death shall bring skies;
What could there be more purely otherwise?
And its eyes have all the lapping;
Human dogs!!  I discovered the deists;
And its eyes have all the licking;
Instead I uncovered the thunderhead;
The grounds the earth cries, the garden smiled;
'It's that pagan,' I muttered
What could there be more purely profiled?

That moment my soul grew ritualistic;
And its eyes have all the plaining;
Eagerly I looked for the deity;
I am shorn of my heterogeneity;
Eagerly I looked for the backslider;
I felt compelled to sniff the atheists;

I awoke and flung the redeemer;
And its eyes have all the scudding;
Of the Zephyr's that is spudding;
It threw its ghost against the churchgoers;
Only this and a dominion;
And the eschatology never poppling;
Somewhat louder than the public opinion;
It threw its ghost against the peonies;
There stood a dear dominion;
The epistasis brought such sorrow;
I discovered the adherents;
The damnation laughed;
The patristic parson pitting;
And its eyes have all the reputing;
Death shall bring religionists;
But in the fact that it was whispering;
Loping and loping with my euphorbia;
Mankind,  opinionated- And It’s Eyes


3/6/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2019

Jesus Is My Superhero

He chose to live a simple life,
So important was his mission!
Though around him corruption was rife
He never yielded to temptation!
He would cure a serious ailment
But think of no emolument!

He taught: "You must do unto others
As you would have them do unto you."
Today experts, critics, teachers
And scholars share a common view:
That this injunction is The Golden Rule,
The one potential world peace tool!

He died like a sheep before shearers,
Never becoming abusive or despondent.
When reached by his would be killers
He organised an escape for his adherents.
Then, alone, he faced the foes
And exposed himself to any intended blows!

He still inspires men even today.
His ways have become guidelines.
He taught the world how to pray,
Forgive and pursue godliness.
Myriads profess to be his disciples
And to live by his principles.

At two years invaded by King Herod.
From thirty pursued by the establishment
For saying that he had come from God.
He never yielded to resentment.
He could say: "The devil has no hold on me."
He's the integrity epitome!


Matthew 7:12; Isaiah 53:7; 1Peter 2:21; John 18: 8; Matthew 6:9,10; 5:14-16; 2:16; 26:3,4; 26:63-65; John14:30; Matthew 5:23,24
© Abel Jae  Create an image from this poem.

Thou Shalt Not Talk

Thou Shalt Not Talk

By Elton Camp

Religion, for purity, is a powerful force
On its adherents, rules it should enforce

Tiny Patna village in India has shown the way
Cell phone use by women is banned, they say

For any violators, a fine they will levy 
If a single woman, it’s five time as heavy

This is what the village elders decreed
The very thing weak-willed females need

The reason village elders were choking
Some of their females were eloping

The action wasn’t take with undue haste
They saw the social atmosphere debased

An enlightened idea like this is just great
One that other countries should emulate

Democrats and Republicans should agree
So this law, in the USA, also comes to be
© Elton Camp  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Incels Cult

Pardon me if I disbelieve
that bumping ugly is still a thing
even though the evidence
states quite the opposite
the fair practices once pursued
enjoyment of the lovely views
are now lost to distant days
spawned from acts that cured malaise

purity is circumscribed
by a god in holy writ
even as adherents longed
for the same as lust implores
indulgence taken in the flesh
look to the testament that came before
there the needs were clearly met
taunting me as consequence

to consider religion’s rules
this slows few with dire decrees
company found without clothes
for the sake of coitus’ charm
a convent would be the home
suited for my dearth of joy
there the belief would support
the nothingness of incel’s cult.
© Sean Green  Create an image from this poem.

Where Did This World Come From

Where did this World come from

       
        Where did this world come from I wonder,

        One Big Bang and were all set asunder,

        This early belief has few adherents,

        After all we all had parents,

        To believe we crawled out of some slim,

        Is certainly not a belief of mine,

        How could man evolve with such precision,

        By a mish mash of cells and fission

        God spake the world into being,

        Faith by man although not seeing,

        This is the meaning of our being.
  










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Premium Member MANIFESTO

Life is God’s gift, precious with wellbeing-zest
Wellness is priceless wealth along health’s best…

Convinced that health is wealth, precious indeed
We aim to stay fit --- our goal of blest creed…

Thus, we have our secured health insurance
Trusting our agents with firm assurance.

Striving for  great health toward fulfilled life
We achieve most, vanquishing ailment-strife…

Propelled for functional being aright
Our hearts and souls must reach maximum height…

Thus, we trust our health insurance-license
Midst security-benefits' essence.

Possessing healthy body and sound mind
We are driven, triumphantly-designed…

We can do our tasks with workmanship glow
Joyously smiting sickness, illness’ woe…

Thus, we know our health insurance matters
When during weakness, well-being falters.

We’ll continue with our exercise-ways
Trusting God* that we can win in life’s race…

Practicing self-discipline for good gain
We feast on nutritious diet, sans pain…

Thus, we abide in health insurance laws
Believing in good faith, there are no flaws.

Yes, staying healthy is number one goal
With our faith's fervor, striving to be whole…

We pray to attain with the Lord’s great hand
For such props our daily reaching-out stand.

Thus, we pray for health insurance agents
To do their best as wellness-adherents.

*Romans 15:13 - Now the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace in believing, that ye may abound in hope, through the power of the Holy Ghost.

January 1, 2025
3rd place, "Manifesto" Poetry Writing Premiere Contest
Sponsored by Hilo Poet; judged on 1/4/2025

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