Best Flatting Poems
Charms of Dusk,
A Pure Baptist touch,
Display lurk of a rush plus battle scares
Of blood and rusk what have this man endure,
Even, if this is a man or by luck a higher evolution of a being?
Orion sire from resurrection of most bitter defined
What is being?
Deepen the touch of the man of literary erupted,
Powers of king’s powers of rings could dare to touch great barriers to discuss
Future of youth design to up hold generation haven witness sure a creature only,
Mythology to have indigestion years of years on end of generation on anarchy
Devolution of a tone of a rowel stone of eyes to brush and look,
What is being?
This was a warrior of the highest status,
Reincarnation 10 years of a millennium on the break off end
Greatness of evil dares not to evoke sin of tear to jerk to tears away,
At revenge of a sting of moral tongue of numb of blood & dirty learn in another realm
Of a death ray,
What is being?
He was a wake from chained of musk body tone build like a statue of pure marble,
This would be a battle of war of wars to end wars
Seas felt like empty towers has he was storming to thunder to walk,
Mountain lift and trees flatting what power be stole in this mystic creature
Wait to amaze we all would know,
What is being?
Blood in the street footprints left of dead mystic foes
Almost in roll of red roses of a garden that stain the street with blood,
He picked them off one by one that splatter like a ring of salt and ashes turn to dirty
Left the sight for the dead to walk,
And set sight of the ultimate evil that evil of destruction should envy him
And once more Orion stood to meet the question,
What is being?
This ultimate foe and his self-war craft at it fitness as prediction,
By the Sun and the Moon he was their son and he knew
The beginning and the end as it was predestination,
For this event to take toll
What is being?
“The Moon Said To The Sun Aeon Sphere”.
I am no doubt a genius,
As genius as yours
We walk alone in the moonlight
Talking the language of the universe
Our hearts are flatting into the masters
Who is willing to be a common citizen
We will live this way in the world
Making love around asexually
Over the rainbow their goes our God dancing with soo many souls. Did you know heaven is waiting. Searching through your inner love heart for answers, their is no debating. Higher then the wishing well lies so many spiritual authors with stories to tell. Your sliding through life in your bobsled. Your overcoming your sins with prayers near your bed. Jesus dances with you all day long as you uncover your gifts through your song. Flatting stars, twinkle as they can be; morning skies, a charming rainbow that you can see. Your fighting your inner demons facing the truth not realizing when Jesus died you was not claustrophobic anymore in your own booth. The dead is dead and the alive is alive, when Jesus comes back you will all soon rise. The resurrection part two is the day that we are all looking forward too; waiting in line for judgment day is like waiting in line at Disneyland for a mickey mouse ride that is new. You see their is a lot of marvelous things over that rainbow. Start living your life for him and him only and your star light will never go out and always glow. Over the rainbow their is our God that loves you, always had, always will, life’s meaningful goals that will always come true. God Bless!