Best Supreme Poems
The center of energy resides in my heart
Wherein the seed of divinity shant ever depart
There joy's root anchors firmly, yet lightly
In my I AM presence it shines ever brightly
The Trinity is embodied in three glorious plumes
Blue, yellow, and pink; It's grand sacred rooms
Of Power and Wisdom and Eternal Love
Father, Son, Holy Spirit; on earth and above
The Threefold Flame I humbly seek
To arrive at last to the spiritual peak
With elation I fulfill my reason to be
The Liberty Flame! My soul's eyes can now see
At long last I've completed my life's fated course
As my soul splendidly weds the One Supreme Source
When you came to me the earth revolved then stood still
dressed jewel of purest sunlight circled in gold mere reflections
Through the oceans wings sailing inside waves embrace
we rise and fall drawing from a breathless air filled with Peace
Caught up within the sparkle lustre that sings from an echo returning
twinkling stars light warmly together ally an alliance between souls
Captured brightly the spirit of eternal beauty brings, under glowing beams
when we act together as one temple forever crowns the heart to Love
To live in this country,
‘Twas brought home today,
It helps to be Christian,
Shoot weapons and pray.
On top of all that,
It’s a plus to be male -
Just knock up a woman
And then you can bail.
If you are a female,
To show what you’re worth,
No matter who screwed you,
Prepare to give birth.
Despite if it’s not
What you want, you must yield
But don’t worry - they’ll pray
For you out on the field.
The atheists, Muslims
And, naturally, Jews
Have to hear about Jesus;
You don’t get to choose.
The land of the free
And the home of the brave
Must have R.B.G. rolling
Around in her grave.
My Supreme Goddess Thou Art
I can see Heaven clearly whilst gazing deeply in your eyes now,
Where the sweet caramel melts deliciously into heartbeats pure.
The radiant light of our eternal love dwells deep within our hearts,
As our souls are captivated by God’s aura of divine enchantment.
A nirvana fills our destiny as passionate lovers kissing softly so,
Mesmerized by the enraptured emotions we forever shareth as one.
A wild wondrous wallflower you are—shining now ever brightly,
As that angelic spirit in mortal presence on Earth by God’s hand.
Dearest one I sayeth truly now my supreme goddess thou art,
As we holdeth one another in an ardent embrace by God’s grace.
The fiery passion of our forever love is a pure beam of silken starlight,
Which bathes the darkest depths of the cosmos in a heavenly radiance.
What more can two people hope for in this world of finite limitations?
Our shared love and rich emotions form the destiny we seek with God.
Gary Bateman and Liam McDaid, A Collaborated Poem
Copyright © All Rights Reserved – April 29, 2017
(Couplet)
In silence where no echoes roam,
Before the stars were carved in dome,
Before the seas had learned to swell,
There stirred a Light no tongue could tell.
Not born of flesh, nor bound by clay,
Nor measured in the light of day—
The soul emerged, so pure, so still,
Breathed from the depths of Heaven’s will.
A whisper from the Heart Divine,
A spark of love through sacred line.
No greater truth was ever known—
That we were never, ever alone.
The soul, a flame without a name,
Fell gently like a golden flame.
It kissed the womb of space and dust,
Entrusting all with sacred trust.
It wrapped in form, forgot its flight,
Became a child of day and night.
It laughed, it wept, it broke, it bled,
Yet felt a pull from Light ahead.
A homesick ache within its chest,
A yearning not for food or rest,
But for the arms that once embraced,
The Source it knew, the Face it faced.
Through lifetimes layered thick with pain,
Through joy, through loss, through sun and rain,
It carried deep, though buried far,
A memory of who we are.
Then came the hour the veil grew thin,
When grace awakened truth within—
A voice, not heard but deeply felt:
“You are the Light in which I dwelt.”
“You are no orphan of the stars,
No wandering ghost with shattered scars.
You are My breath, My sacred gleam,
A verse within My endless dream.”
And in that touch, the soul could see
It wasn’t bound, it had the key.
The chains were thoughts, the walls were fear—
But God had always been so near.
The soul then bloomed in quiet grace,
With tears that washed the inner space.
It rose in love, and there it knew—
Its home was not a place, but Who.
So now it walks with softest tread,
With stars above and Light ahead.
And in its chest, it holds indeed—
The bloom of God—The Divine Seed.
SHE DOES
she does make me feel whole
she does touch the intricacies of my soul
she does, and she does it all
with every poem she answers a holy dove's call
she does thrill me body and bone
she does make me feel no longer alone
she does write words I could never duplicate
she does write words that will allow her into Heaven's gate
she does something that makes me feel real
she does write words that describe how I feel
she does scribe stanzas that shake me awake
she does put into words feelings for this poet's sake
she does know the respect I hold for a poet of her grade
she does know the lady has a soul only the universe has made
she does write words that set my spirit free
alas, she probably doesn't know what her words mean to me
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All and everything can be laid in comparison except Supreme God
I can see Heaven clearly whilst gazing deeply in your eyes now,
Where the sweet caramel melts deliciously into heartbeats pure.
The radiant light of our eternal love dwells deep within our hearts,
As our souls are captivated by God’s aura of divine enchantment.
A nirvana fills our destiny as passionate lovers kissing softly so,
Mesmerized by the enraptured emotions we forever shareth as one.
A wild wondrous wallflower you are—shining now ever brightly,
As that angelic spirit in mortal presence on Earth by God’s hand.
Dearest one I sayeth truly now my supreme goddess thou art,
As we holdeth one another in an ardent embrace by God’s grace.
The fiery passion of our forever love is a pure beam of silken starlight,
Which bathes the darkest depths of the cosmos in a heavenly radiance.
What more can two people hope for in this world of finite limitations?
Our shared love and rich emotions form the destiny we seek with God.
Gary Bateman and Liam McDaid, A Collaborated Poem
Copyright © All Rights Reserved – April 29, 2017
(Couplet)
The supreme enemy to conquer in life is oneself!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
04 August 2020
One upon a nightmare,
There were dueling fairy godfathers
Different ideals for the same concepts
Supreme Justices
Put the people on trial
Now it's Shared land vs Shared strife
It's just a domestic terror dispute
Why can't we have joint custody?
Are we dooming our children to
Early graves?
They'll divorce themselves from
The faith we held in fairy tales
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Anti-war, yep. Not sorry.
love's the finest answer of all supreme questions and smile's best reply
Creator of color, creator of light,
You've given us both to shine day and night.
Your garden of flowers, all species of fish,
in all arrays of hues, what more could we wish?
Exquisite white snowflakes, volcanoes fire red,
Coral sandy beaches, new horizons to tread.
Your delicate mighty insects, we observe with geat awe,
In all shapes and sizes, they fly, creep and crawl.
Shiny fruits and veggies, succulant to the core,
and microscopes reveal stunning microbes galore.
Your artistry is prevalent in every single thing.
We thank you, Jehovah, to you praises we sing.
The mirror on the wall at one time, did not
present a reflection of what love should be.
It returned the belittling of passed down
judgments, resentments, and angst.
Like a deep pond of self-loathing, it mirrored
brown eyes that sing a song of deep hate.
Day or night, brief or permanent, each glance
caused a longing for reconciliation.
Craving to befriend the one who embodies my
image, whom I’ve never got the chance to know
until now, despite both of us sharing the warm
waters of pain’s birthing pool, brothers of spirit.
Entertained suicidal ideations, witness drastic changes
in perspectives thought to be set in stone. Down in my
soul's depths, I harvest the need of you as you of me,
vowing to see you, while learning to accept what I’ve become.
The Mirror's reflection now resembles what love should be,
supreme.
Why can't men just let
women make their own choices
about health issues?
Wisdom Is Supreme
“5 Get wisdom, get understanding; do not forget my words or turn away from them. 6 Do not forsake wisdom, and she will protect you; love her, and she will watch over you. 7 The beginning of wisdom is this: Get wisdom. Though it cost all you have, get understanding. 8 Cherish her, and she will exalt you; embrace her, and she will honor you. 9 She will give you a garland to grace your head and present you with a glorious crown.” Prov 4:5-9 NIV
Solomon told us that Wisdom Is Supreme.
She’s more precious than rubies or gold;
Long life is in her right hand,
When of God’s words you lay hold.
Wisdom will protect you,
And she will honor your embrace.
She’ll present you with a glorious crown—
Your head a garland to grace.
Wisdom’s ways are pleasant
And her paths are those of peace.
In her left hand she holds riches,
That for the wise will increase.
She is a tree of life to the seeker,
Who, with perseverance, seeks her blessings.
Lay hold of God’s words with all your heart;
Obtain their wisdom, and understanding.
Hold on to wisdom’s instruction—
Do not ever let it go!
Guard it like your life,
So your blessings continue to flow.
Make level paths for your feet,
And guard your heart with God’s commands,
For they are the beginning of wisdom;
Provide what’s held in wisdom’s hands.
The evil deeds of the wicked
Are by their darkness ensnared.
Such cords hold them fast,
Lest by the Father they’re repaired.
Adultery and acts of folly
Are not found where wisdom reigns.
Instead she leads along straight paths;
Wisdom Is Supreme and leads to eternal gains.
© Copyright 2012 Maureen LeFanue
www.maureenlefanue.com