Oh! What a globe of sorrows
Where troubles and problems morrow
And breath only but borrowed
Says he who sorrows.
I am alive, says him with tea
Yet sufferings and toiling graced thee with D
Death with silence he returns to thee
And Back to thee he wishes for pea.
Life itself prepared D for Thee.
With deceitfulness she lured D
And false hopes she packaged for D
Just for D to loose the Thee.
Religion or Psychology?
This world is so difficult. A lot of people think this
This world is full of anarchy and deceitfulness
– This is my opinion
This world is full of dirty, self-interested teachings
I don’t need man-made religion in my life. Just God’s
The religion is the path. God put the paving stones
This religious science was written by prophets and masters
– This is my opinion
I don’t need mental terror in my life. I want the pure way of the path
I just want to walk in my life, in the life to the end. Nothing else
No, no, and no. I don’t want dust in my life. I am thinking clearly
I don’t want artificial life science. I don’t want English Psychology
– This is my opinion
I want the reality. From God. God’s science. No psychology
Just the reality. The Universe. I love God. English psychology is not God.
I am a human
I want life
And live with free will
Created by God
Religion
or
Psychology?
I choose
Free will
Dominated
By Path
I love
God
Satan
I never knew that I could hurt
So bad till I saw you flirt
With a girl behind the bar
Smiling brightly like a star
I was gonna get a drink
After work so I could think
About problems in my life
Till you stabbed with with a knife
Of betrayal I would see
At the door--It couldn't be
You were gonna be at work
At a meeting--what a jerk
Your back turned--You didn't know
How my heart sunk down below
All the sadness at the door
Where I almost hit the floor
From the sight before my eyes
How did I not recognize
The signs I refused to see
That was in your history
My friends warned me about you
But I tried to see it through
Thinking it would not get worse
Hoping I could just reverse
Your bad habits but I guess
You never tried to really bless
Me with a one woman man
I tried to do the best I can
Now I see your old ways
Hasn't changed through out the days
Your deceitfulness has led
You to another woman's bed
I walk away--you didn't notice
Now I'm frozen from the coldness
That I have to live with now
I do not even know how
My poor heart is still beating
When did your love start fleeting
From my heart to other girls
Wrecking my entire world
Never felt like a toad hopping along the road,
Nor have I suffered like God's servant Job.
Never have I been deprived of a humble abode,
Nor have I ever been denied warmth from the cold.
But I understand the meaning of a troubled soul
as well as treasured things more precious than gold.
Have you experienced the quaking of your own heart
and felt the chills and shaking of your aching soul?
I've imagined the pain of many a mortal on the dole,
and often measure the deceitfulness of my own heart,
realizing I must lead and not follow my heart.
Yes, I understand the meaning of a troubled soul
and have observed dying souls long before they grew old,
but also witnessed many rescued before their bell's toll.
Knowing the imperfections of my heart as it often fails God's
standards, may I reframe from the judgment of others.
Yes, I understand the meaning of a troubled soul
as well as remedies to any and all before they fold.
'Looking up' ignites the flame to fulfill our assigned role.
Touch another soul and watch your own soul be made whole.
There's no better time to share the greatest story ever told.
120823PS
Not lying outright
is far from the truth
Hesitance vacuous
barren of fruit
What never gets said
deceitfulness hides
Stalking and preying
while buried inside
The pulpit a soapbox
lectern a mask
Pontification
deceptions bombast
Wittingly fervent
the devil subverts
False implication
—the ultimate hurt
(Dreamsleep: February, 2023)
People of today's society, what is it man or woman
That behind the hidden screen of a picture
Is it that of a falsehood or being
Is it that of something real or negative feeding on you
What is it in society today that we are who we are
That we are such destruction, deceiving, little conniving
I say, what is it that we are except we make ourselves
But who we are is what God would like us to be
Is it there in depths of darkness soul emerges
A light be it not true its worthiness to breathe
To live and conquer all that I am in me
What is it you prey upon my wellness even in death
Your deceitfulness even to friend as yourself
Forgiveness you ask as thou stab me deeply
My emotions played like a game you can not win
Love, just a word text, abuse and used
Are our dreams washed like yesterday's rain
Our hopes pass like cloud we lay it on
Staring into Heaven's Gate prey for healing heart
Desires of human flesh devouring our depths
Society's People, real or fake
Who do we say we are!
Sinking into the soil of his egocentric ocean
Snarled and sniveled the cephalopod mollusk
Since to be worthy of his charming prey
Sensation beaming from his passion blasting
Suspending her from being aware of drowning
Stunning to sight her lapse into squandering
Sloshing in intense sadness and deceitfulness
Written: April: 03, 2022
Living in a sleepy slumber..
As life passes by..
As one day is another..
eyes shut..
A daily grind of deceitfulness..
Masterminds of manipulation corrodes the air
A sleepwalking corroded mind asleep at the wheel..
The wheel of life is spinning ..
Trapped in yesterday..
A sleeping mind stagnant
As web of lies had spun deliberately..
Matrix of falsehoods had risen..
Awakened by a sleepy slumber..
Where every day is precious ..
Truth is not just spoken..
Truth is shown..
Eyes wide open..
Feeling over the moon with blessings.
A daily grind of gratitude..
Where vibrant colors of the rainbow captivate ones spirit..
With an open heart..
A beautiful mind awakened to the truth..
The wheel of life radiates love..
As the truth shall always set us free..
Earnest labour of love for reaching-out pursuits
constrained* by Christ with His grace, keeps bearing fruits…
…unmasking shallow commitment.
Sincere care midst blissful selfishness toward relief-giving
exposes hypocrisy lurking in devotion’s disguise…
…abasing flippant, skin-deep service.
Dedicated ministerial life-building endeavours
stay triumphant midst rigors so challenging…
…propelling the faithful with peace.
Joyous worship along praise-anchored gratitude
blesses heart for blissful faith performance…
…melting pride’s seething intensity.
Serene fulfillment of granted life eternal pleases the Lord
Who deserves the best that can never be faked…
…defying deceitfulness' utmost.
*2Corinthians 5:14 For the love of Christ constraineth us…
July 7, 2020
Racketeers scheming dishonest fraudulent dealings
Having no remorse for other peoples feelings
This is just how they are to keep themselves and theirs
With no empathy they are whilst setting up their lairs…
Delivering deceitfulness only to obtain
Benefits from others so others will maintain…
A state of modesty for generosity gages peace
Whilst the partners push them along-only proving both are cheats.
Don’t think that you are foolish for having trusting ears
For they plot the lot of them those rampant racketeers.
Have mercy and have pity for those that are beneath
For they have lost a higher helm to lie behind tacked teeth.
She could not know how they whispered in corners,
those scandalous words of her adultery,
To her society was oblivious to her deceitfulness,
but many knew her secret and word spread like a disease.
She could not perceive how events would unfold, or
the scandal would break her when her secret was told,
To her the world outside her heart did not exist, yet
she would see it collapse- she had taken a risk.
Her lover now banished and she left with the shame,
with a heart that was broken to see happiness never again,
To her society judged her evil, shallow-left her with no hope,
she knew only one way to end all the pain.
They laid her to rest- but nobody came,
her husband, her lover, left alone with her shame,
Into the heavens there was freedom and light,
no longer to live with the shame of her plight.
Memories lingered as they spoke of her crime,
though it seemed her deceit was forgotten in time,
Her gravestone neglected as though she had never existed,
And, all because of a love she had not resisted.
Tis the season of hell,
Spending money you don't have to make others smile bright.
While your dieing inside,
wishing upon an angels wing that it would be all over already.
While putting gifts under the tinseled tree.
Tis the season of a New Year's Grinch,
The Grinch from hell marching to the beat of his own song.
Tis the season of hell,
the hot firing lava under my feet.
The coldness in my soul,
for a holiday that I wish was never condoned.
Tis the season of hell,
spending this season in a dark room.
I can only hope!
Tis the season of hell,
For fake smiles and fake heart felt hugs.
Tis the season of all the deceitfulness that comes with the holiday.
Tis the season of me being the Grinch with a small heart,
And the scrooge that's not far behind.
Tis the season to the loneliness that comes my way
and the never ending depression that has to stay.
And all the big tears that have come my way.
Tis the season,
Tis the season,
Tis the season of all the hell that will be u leashed for days to come.
Denying the truth is deceitful
Evil and goodness cannot co-exist
Counterfeit is a substitute for the real
Erroneous information can be misinformation
Ignorance is neither blessed nor blissful
'Truth is not absolution' is becoming the new normal
Fake and falsification will destroy a society
Undermining reality is self defeating
Leveling the playing field
Need not promote ignorance
Education is its own reward
Salvation by many different ways is deceitful
Secularism is the choice of this new and present age
092919Posoup
Today anchors yesterday’s trust
Optimize moments now, verily well
Delight in God’s goodness
As blessings you share
Yielding yourself to the Spirit’s leading.
Today brightens tomorrow’s hope
Open now avenues to do what’s best
Directed toward deeds and decisions of no regret
Assured with God’s love, the ultimate cause
Yearning to please Him with faith’s act.
*Hebrews 3:13 But exhort one another daily, while it is called To day; lest any of you be hardened through the deceitfulness of sin.
June 22, 2019
1st place, "STRAND SELECT V any form, any theme" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 2/20/2020.
Grace of God* girds me with mercy’s control surely
Toward faithful spiritual life fruitfully.
Wondrous, God’s grace provokes my motives
Enabling me to do well with goodness’ directives.
Marvelous grace upholds my yielded heart
Sustained by the Lord, right from salvation-start.
Striving to serve with faith along life’s race
My soul cleaves to God for His grace.
Entrusting to the Master my stewardship’s earnestness
I need His unlimited grace against weariness.
Protected from deceitfulness’ detour
My spirit flee to God for His grace-downpour.
To declare Christ’s blessings of hope with care
I beseech His unlimited grace I’m ready to share.
*Titus 2:11 For the grace of God that bringeth salvation hath appeared to all men.
June 8, 2019
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