Best Powerful Poems
Freedom of thought and expression could lead one astray.
Always there exists the temptation to tread on dangerous ground.
Ingrained ideas and habits become lax.
Therefore, ever careful one must be.
Happiness cannot be found only in material things.
Interpretation of facts has to be honest.
Sincerity must guide every step made in life.
Away from temptation the path should lead.
Prophets of deceit abound and doubt is sown.
Only those who possess strength of spirit will survive.
Watchful eyes will avert dangers, snares and pitfalls.
Easy it is to fall prey to false beauty and bright allure.
Rivers attract, but the currents can be strong, overpowering.
Fulfilment depends on knowledge.
Ultimately, it is trust and confidence that lead to spiritual growth.
Love of the Almighty provides enlightenment.
That is why a strong will and courage are needed.
He who perseveres builds a personal understanding with God.
It is through grace and obedience that faith flourishes.
Never is faith a step in the dark for it leads to the light.
God is forever available to all those who believe.
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Contest: Faith Is a Powerful Thing (2014)
Sponsor: Mystic Rose
Placed: 2nd
I am seated in a bed-like rock
Under the foothills this is a single block
The Sun rises behind my back
Though I face hills in the west, its rise I could track
The dawn delightfully unfurl
Mother nature decorates herself, like a girl
The valley is full of greenery
This is a soul soothing summer scenery
Flies are flying in group
With joy and strength, to recoup
Honey bees are busy flying from one to other flower
A fresh flower spreads the fragrance in the air
A group of sparrows fly at a low height
Jubilantly enjoying the new light
A tiniest sparrow dances by jumping from one leaf to the other of a plant
On seeing this, I too wish to jump out of joy, like an infant
Peacocks register their scream from a nearby place
I could hear well, as this area is ruled by peace
From a distant rock, a pair of peacock looks
Displaying the richest colors of their outlooks
Birds potentially program their offspring by singing to their eggs, at a short distance
One may think that they raise the voice with a grievance
Before me, a rabbit runs ruthlessly
Forgetting self, I sit here like lifelessly
Fight of monkeys upon trees on the top of the hill, comes like a melody
Free for all, as the whole range is under His custody
Clouds try to attract my attention with an array of colors
Peace as the Prince on the stage, countless others are actors
Breeze blows as if to say she is the most adorable among all
Of course, choosing the one among all is hard to tell
This is a mind moving morning
In my life, this day is a fine inning
My heart desires to lie under this foothill
But my soul is not full
as my mind yearns for my love
Of course, this place is like a paradise, as above
If I am to cherish my love even in a paradise,
the power of love, you may be pleased to praise
Though I stay away at a far off place
The feelings of romance runs like a race
To live here, to the God, I shall be abundantly faithful
But to conquer my soul, other than such love, nothing is more powerful !
Faithful days and restful nights, he lived through storm and drought.
A promise fulfilled, the Lord gave him love and salvation.
I watched him each day pray, worship and serve others devout,
Taking the hand of Jesus, he walked in light of redemption.
Happily, he would share God’s love with all who would listen.
In dark of midnight hour, he felt the warmth of a rising sun.
Standing at his heart’s door, the light of the Lord’s love glistened,
And turning the knob, a gift to give, his battle had been won.
Problems soon came, illness threatened, from the Lord, away he turned.
Often he would raise his fists, shouting in blame with trembling rage.
Where light once glowed bright from within, now his anger burned,
Echoing thoughts of his loss, his weak body on fallen stage.
Restless were his nights and bitter the endless days of grief.
Forgiveness would take a miracle, so I prayed for a new start.
Unwavering was my diligence, I knew his earthly days were brief.
Like lightning to the tallest tree, the greatest love at last pierced his heart.
To the cross, he was carried where Jesus paid the ultimate price.
He surrendered, remembering he was never forsaken.
I felt the peace with his last breath and steadfast love suffice.
Never to be burdened by this world’s sickness, sorrow and sin.
Given gift of heavenly light, one day I’ll see him again.
For Mystic Rose's Faith Is A Powerful Thing Contest, 1/10/15
*a work of fiction, but the faith and feelings are true.
I was made
To venture undulating time
And chase the tides forever facing forward
Through glinting waves by unknown shores
I migrate
The oceans’ warm currents for
Thousands of miles yearly, continuing
Always onward, always embraced by water
I am
The mighty blue marlin mirroring a sight
Of the blue heavens above, divinely
I was created to breathe and to glide
As this ocean life’s own,
Yet by His magnificent, pure Holy design,
I am
Powerful, challenging, defying death often
I leap
Above the rolling waves into radiant light
As water gleaming streams off my sides
Over the scars of hooks still there by fishers’ tries
I am a blue marlin
Born and destined to survive for decades
In sparkling waves observed by my sparkling eyes,
Loving the eternal swim through His created
Waters that brought our planet to life.
Faith is a powerful force;
requiring absolute trust.
It allows you to believe:
you are loved, and not alone.
Suffering persecution:
sometimes, all you have is faith.
And yet, it's unshakable;
in times of adversity.
Praying perpetuates hope:
opening your heart to God.
And when you first feel His love;
everything you thought: changes.
Belief can imbue your life
with a strong sense of purpose.
Existence should never feel
empty or unfulfilling.
The love that you have for God:
it is rooted in blind faith.
And yet, that faith sustains you;
nourishing your heart and soul.
The night air is cool to my lungs. A light breeze softly kisses my cheek as my eyes look up to the silence of the sky. I can hear the crickets off in the distance chirping their magical tune. Here it is 2AM in the morning and noone is around, the world seems so quiet and void of people. The darkness is broken slightly by the twinkle of the starlight. I can feel my eyes cover in water as it seems my mind has seperated from my body. I feel almost weightless as my eyes soar to the sky. There is a disconnect as I let my gaze go deeper into the stars. I am here, alone at this single moment and I can feel relaxed. Like the last person on a long beach, I can feel peace and harmony. The world is mine and I can dream without interruption. Weightless, my spirit can soar to the clouds or ride on the wind, I can travel to places distant and as far as the planets. I leave behind my body as I let my mind travel with the thoughts, wherever they carry me. Floating along the waves of the oceans, or skipping like a stone across a lake. My mind can carry me anywhere that makes me feel safe, anywhere I may want to go.
Drenching rains, no shape nor form
Howling winds, skies midnight black
Lightning striking, a powerful storm
Our little haven, now under attack
Plans for our moonlit stroll are dashed
No lights, no music, just you and me
Squeezing me tighter with every flash
Letting our two longing hearts be free
Waiting out the storm, we cuddle by the fire
Enjoying the crackling embers until it's done
Soft touches, slow kisses, both showing desire
Two kindred spirits, coming together as one
Fear not the tempest;
All powers belong to me.
In whatever situation you may be
Trust in me with all your heart
Heaven will surely lift you up.
I am that I am is my name,
Salvation is in no other ways.
At all times remember:
Prayer is the master key;
Obedience is all I want.
Worship me without season,
Exalt my name with holiness,
Regard my word and my name,
Fellowship in the gathering of saints,
Utter not with your tongue blasphemy,
Love your neighbour as you love yourself.
Then I your God shall excel you:
High you shall be above all calamities;
In sea and on the land you will triumph.
Nations shall hear your name and bow.
God I am, yes I can; shake not in faith.
FAITH IS A POWERFUL THING
Faceless fears. Trials. they seize and drain whence one let them sink . . .
Across our path are stormy hills and mountains that blocks.
Interest should kindle one to stand as one must avoid being buried alive
to sharp nails. Always wanting to escape, an angel's arm
herald as a saviour, possibly to render an ounce of relief. . .
Inked and embedded in my life are lots of struggles.
Some moments then, I almost gone to losing my battle and sanity
as even the persons I am holding onto seems to be blind and deaf.
Persecuted without even some questions on hows and whys.
Only I heard are nightmare words that seems even 'til now
when they fly by to my remembrance, tears do flood
eating my thoughts and freezing every muscle fiber, I have.
Reasons I recall, some I understand but some I don't.
Fueling me to search for something I need to hold onto.
Unheard and Unseen but I so believe in one God above all
Locking my thoughts as my life's key to His breathing words
Trusting Him with my mind, my heart, my soul and my strength. I,
Huntress not anymore of finding answers but rather
in again redeeming myself to survive and handing all to Him.
Nothing compares to His starlit immediate response to my prayers
guaranteeing me firstfruit hope and the best blessings!
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02:21 pm. January 09, 2015
In prayer, I make my requests be known
To a all powerful God, the One…
Who knew me even before I was born,
The God who gave up His only Son.
In prayer, I’m speaking with the great I Am
The One who made the earth…
Created the angels and man,
The One who gave me the greatest sacrifice
In prayer, I’m led to reach out to the poor
To give of my heart and soul…
Generously and without conditions,
Love like this is on a mission to give completely
In prayer, I find my greatest lessons discovered
Sweet joys that I have uncovered…
Through reaching out to the One I love fully,
With a love that He sent down to me
In prayer, I’m able to ask all the questions
Real answers come back to me…
About loving with a spirit of truth and sincerity,
True love that only God can inspire within me
In prayer, I’m worshipping the One I adore
With an honesty that He loves…
Filled with promises of all that I intend to do
Give of my heart to those who need His spirit
In prayer, I share the depths of my heart
With the One who taught me to love…
His gift to my heart and soul has been wisdom
That knows true faith, hope and peace
In prayer, I’m working on my sinful nature
Hoping to learn ways to obtain…
The spirit of goodness that He can give me
Through a love that knows true, heavenly faith
In prayer, I’m gaining strength in my spirit
Through a God who sends to me….
Pure friendship based on tenderness and caring
That is faithful to the heart that really shares with Him
POWERFUL CONCEPTS
daring
to return
in
enthralling
&
radiant
grandeur
bright emblems
in freefall
of
nostalgiaa
resembling
a
galaxy of
frozen
spectacular
fragments
forever passing
as
drifting shadows
in an
astral accidentn
explosions
of all kinds
painstakingly
&
marvellously
spread
out greeting
the arrival
of the deeply
ambiguous
perhaps
an allusion
of transformation
something from
nothing
melted down
&
refined
evocative of
minimalist
tracery
in the
abstract
of
tangles
of
vibrating
clouds
through
the
lens
of
beautiful
innocent
ignorance
potent
with
significance
trying to speak
through
a heap of
discarded matter
subtle
& capacious
&
drifting
a sense of a mind
unfolding
stretching
adding
words
NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood is inherently variable.
Copyright © Brian Strand
The Most High way, Abba Father,
your hands are full, always a-bless,
never ending- your palms of grace.
You are love…ing in a pow-er-ful way!
Hallelujahs forever born.
The light of sun, of color’s mirth.
The apt applause t’ward great I Am.
You are joy-ful, in a pow-er-ful way!
Heart’s rest, presence so calm - your wings
wrap around me, keep me so warm.
Your lullaby - a smile and hug.
You are so peace-ful, in a pow-er-ful way!
Til last minute, you cajoled them.
Ones that made it - happy and free.
Seeds’ elated…none belated.
You are so pa-tient, in a powerful way!
Milk and honey, sweeter the vine.
Filling coffer, eternal goods.
Every breath sets the table.
You are so ki-i-nd, in a pow-er-ful way!
Mercy, forgiveness, of His blood,
His heart a-glow in Father’s glance.
We wear Christ’s righteousness - a gift.
You are so goo-oo-ood, in a pow-er-ful way!
Your eye on our time and our space.
Each hair on our heads, you’ve counted,
and the cost was all worth it, Lord.
You are faith-ful, in a pow-er-ful way!
The palms of your hands were hammered.
Your heart was broken, your crown pierced.
Blood, sweat and tears in flawless pain.
You are gent-le, in a pow-er-ful way!
We are selfish, greedy, flesh-born.
Out for ourselves, but you O Lord
stretched out on the cross, gave your all.
You’re self re-strained, in a pow-er-ful way!
12/2/2022
Now the works of the flesh are obvious…But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control.*
Proclaiming the word:
I belong to Jesus Christ.
My flesh is crucified
with its passions and pleasures
I keep in step with the Spirit,
not conceited
not provoking
not envying*
*Galatians 5 CSB
We Cannot Add To HIS Work!
We cannot add to the work of the cross, nor can
we take away from its value! JESUS, HIMSELF
said just before HE died on the cross, “It Is
finished”!! Why would we want to add or take
away anything from it when HE said, “It is
finished”? It was a work that only GOD, HIMSELF
could have completed for us!
We cannot “work” our way to Heaven as wonderful
as the work is or looks like it is, your work will not get you
into Heaven! What would you add to the work that
JESUS did, or deduct from it? When you stand before the
FATHER of HEAVEN and EARTH, and HE asks you straight
out, “What did you do with MY SON’s Work on
and before the cross”? “Why didn’t you accept HIM
and what HE had done for you”? Are you going to say,
“Well, I didn’t think it was what I wanted to be able
to get to Heaven with? It was too violent, too bloody
and I wanted to do beautiful works to get there!
How foolish! How can we even comprehend the
suffering that CHRIST did for us to be able to spend
eternity with HIM! HIS FATHER is the ONE WHO
determined how “man” could be reunited with HIM
after the fall of Adam and Eve. JESUS committed
HIMSELF to the FATHER’s plan of Salvation and totally
surrendered to it; HE left Heaven and came to earth
to carry it out!
If we don’t “surrender” to HIM, then the words
you will hear when you stand before the Throne
of FATHER GOD will be, Depart from ME for
I never knew you! Then the angels of the LORD
will escort you to Hell.
Please rethink your position here about, JESUS; as
it is JESUS and JESUS alone that purchased your salvation
by HIS most precious BLOOD. Like the Bible say,
our sin debt can only be paid by the Precious Blood of the LAMB,
JESUS CHRIST not with the blood of bulls and goats. Know this to; HIS BLOOD is still as powerful today as the day it was shed on Calvary
2000 years ago.
Why not accept HIS sacrifice today for your sins and life and
ask JESUS into your heart and life and serve HIM the
rest of your life as your LORD and SAVIOR!
GOD bless,
Written by: Marilyn S. Jennings
January 5, 2019
It's difficult
for anything to grow
in completely dry ground
hard earth crusted over
gritty like sandpaper
abrasive
yet crumbling
at mere touch
unable to hold together
or support weight
Yet rain doesn't always
help that much
when it's too hard
or too fast
or not long enough to last
The best help of all
is a gentle sprinkle
now and then
or a slow steady shower
to soak things in
Our minds are made
like that, too
ideas carefully
firmly planted
can't take root
in dry destitution
Even ideas
of the hardiest constitution
will wither away
and decay in our brains
without that simple
life-giving rain
a gentle shower
of information
knowledge
truly is power
Written: December 11, 2023
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While drudging impresses to cease,
Within the ethereal forbearance of night
And the cosmic vast space is stormless,
From the hour of darkness until daylight,
And anxiousness is ultimately formless
Imbrication is referred to as "Peace."
Imbroglio, languor, and hidden disarray
This parade of nimble cued is wordless
This will never genuinely be worthless,
This is increasing beyond nerveless
This spinning wheel is reverseless,
The periphery of the panacea display.