Jesus The Candle
He is to the Father
As sunlight is to the sun
The Light
Which enlightens everyone
He is the risen Son
With unlimited candle power
So be ready, He comes
At we know not what hour
Of books He wrote none
He wrote in the dirt, but we know not what of
But He hasn’t left us invictus
He has illumined the convicted
God will save with few or many
Through the narrow gate
Some will be granted entry
To the estate
Now few or many are not enumerated
He’s not a mathematician (not here)
Love and grace are not gradated
He’s not a statistician (not here)
From the first Adam to the penultimate Adam
We’re all stained with sin
But because of The Last Adam
We get to win
Categories:
enumerated, jesus,
Form: Rhyme
i guess it depends on the resonance the amplification
when i sang in the bedroom my father shrieked
put a sock in it and i remember reaching for
the pants drawer to find a pair, but i once did
turn away carol singers, but only after they'd
finished their warbling did i thank them and
slam it in their faces, i once called my
mother's friend, feigning to be the fire
brigade, and was aghast when she answered
i told her we were probing into fire alarms
the selling of them, if she was interested
at the school gates, she enumerated the
anecdote to my mother, who glared down
at me as i felt my face go ruby, but no matter
because i didn't succeed in selling a fire alarm
or selling anything, but my mother looked
perturbed when i waved and addressed the
postman, as he actually wasn't our postman
but his route took him to an aligned location
and it stopped just at our street, but no matter
because it would be the socialist workers party
at our door next, asking for subs and my dad
hit the roof, but amends was made when i
returned home without my mother's knowledge
surprised her as she began to weep behind the glass
our parents, all paths lead back to them
Categories:
enumerated, humor, humorous,
Form: Free verse
Undertones
Underpinned
My 9/11
was his
introduction
into the world
we live in.
Mass shootings
Overtones
Overly enumerated
a shoulder shrug
Life goes on
But, does it really?
We want cures for
cancer
but won't
excise
the tumors
of our thinking
He's gone
I'm still here
undertow
with overflow
of life's deeper
meaning
Categories:
enumerated, loss,
Form: Free verse
Life Experiences
Written: by Miracle Man
6/10/2017
Life experiences frequently equate to sage,
And our days, once past, can’t be erased.
While some attain wisdom derived from age,
Others see years elapse while being debased.
Though earthly days be enumerated as sand,
Each day allotted was through God’s grace.
He holds microscopic moments in his hand,
And affords us choice of an afterlife place;
Categories:
enumerated, inspirational, life,
Form: Lyric
Opposed within the same genus
A recognition of man's existence
I try to inverse the Truth
Thus the latter becomes defined as oblivion
And shallow existence
Those things that cannot be reversed
A peculiar mark of substance
Perceived with utter perception
The truth that colludes
Thought provoking propositions
And implications of rugged indecencies
That have been enumerated
Among the Insipid faces
It's not easy to state
What it is that which you don't understand
And don't want to understand...
Categories:
enumerated, change,
Form: Concrete
I always explored the desert of love
When your image, reflected my mind,
My curiosity was in the air above
Because loving you is one of a kind
I'm so happy in the blue memorable days
that angels brought you here,
My emotions start twisted day by day,
because of you my sorrow are gone my dear
Your personalities cannot be enumerated,
You're such a blessing from God from Heaven
Because from now on I dedicated,
My love, My heart till my spirit will go for Eden
A women like you is like a treasure
A Treasure that will be keep forever,
Because your Golden Hand,
Cured My heart and made it Pure,
That's Why I'll never end this chain of love, NEVER...
My everlasting Love will be yours Forever
I'll promise to continue, the love story that I was started
And as we encounter different obstacles and become older,
My affection to you will never be ended...
Categories:
enumerated, art, emotions, heart, love,
Form: Rhyme
I am a mythological being.
I did not obtain any distinction during the Vedic period.
Benevolence is my trait.
A supernatural being is my faith.
What Am I?
Juxtaposed I stand.
I must maintain my realm.
I am often warring to my counterparts that are equally powerful.
We are ordain by our God.
What Am I?
This is the last clue.
I am celestial as the day-lit sky.
To you, I am a female deity that is the essential nature of a god.
I am from PIE.
What Am I?
One more theme is that I can represent the forces of nature and I can represent moral values as well.
Never both I am.
I have enumerated thirty-three forms.
That is all.
What Am I?
Sponsor: Poet Destroyer A
Contest Name: WHAT AM I?
Entry Date: March 08, 2014
Motif: Identity
Categories:
enumerated, beauty, character, identity, image,
Form: Free verse
Land of Milk & Honey.
The president has banned the verb “work,” there are no job seekers
or unemployed people, but those who administrate the state are on
duty. Since all is mechanized, digitalized and robotozied there is little
need for citizens to do anything, but receive a monthly card to spend
on food, clothes and other things, and they will be well enumerated.
At last the masses have been set free from the toil of labour.
They can sleep as long as they want, walk in the park or pursue sport,
meet in the evening and read poetry, with the understanding “work”
is not mentioned, ‘cause the state know some poets are insubordinate
and will try to sneak in “work” by calling it something else. If the state
censor find out the writer will be banned from all public gatherings and
not being able to buy yogurt till he repents and writes nice things about
the beautiful colour of plastic flowers, made by a robot called Rose.
It has taken mankind thousands of years to reach this stage of maturity,
and they will look up to the clear blue sky and say: “Truly this is Utopia.”
Categories:
enumerated, political, satire,
Form: Carpe Diem
Other source of supernatural knowledge is the Bible
In the words of the Council of Trent
Which enumerated the books of the Bible under their proper titles
The Church declares that she receives
All the books of the Testaments
Old and New
Since the one God is the author of both
The Vatican Council is more explicit
The Church holds those books as sacred
Canonical
Not because
Having been composed by human industry
They were afterwards approved by her authority
Nor, just because
They contain revelation without error
But, having been written under the inspiration of the Holy Spirit
They have God as their Author
The word Bible comes from the Greek ninlion meaning “the book”
The plural is biblia, was taken for a feminine singular
Testaments
The Bible is the Book par Excellence
Categories:
enumerated, education, family, children, friendship,
Form: I do not know?
For those we've met in life we've had some say,
Not why God introduced them there.
But whether we'd embrace, or back away,
Or permit leaving, trusting God for their care.
Between this separation and re-entry,
Passed a span of time counted as "Lost Years".
Missing days enumerated to a quarter century,
Yet, for us, were ensconced with love and fears.
As we now glance hinder, as if into a pool,
We weigh, if those lost years we could reverse.
Would years be found the same or less cruel;
Perhaps those imperative years were to rehearse?
So, our dear sister in Christ, rue not lost years,
For we feel God has put aside our best for last.
And as for sadness, let us bottle mental tears,
While basking in the goodness that He has cast.
The sum of our experiences have made us who we are today,
Categories:
enumerated, friendship, god, lost, god,
Form: Lyric
Ours has never been a fortuitous friendship,
For God ordained that it should be.
While absent, you were akin to a sonar blip,
That God knew I couldn't hear or see.
But on a blustery day at His command,
From an inquisitive heart, we were lettered.
The days once enumerated as grains of sand,
Were exiled and a love was unfettered.
Apart, we existed as candles without flame,
While distanced by that thief I'll call time.
Being friends with you borders a playground game,
Void of rules and without reason or rhyme.
I oft thank God for reaching into your heart,
Placing there, a reason, to give us thought.
Our friendship was granted a fresh new start,
Through God's grace, and because you sought.
Dedicated to Shirlene on the first anniversary
of her return to our lives. What a joy she has been.
Categories:
enumerated, friendship, lost lovegod, god,
Form: Lyric
Ours is not a friendship sired by accident.
and though the misplaced days
I enumerated as grains of sand,
Apart, we both were as sonar blips without detection,
But then from a heart's depth,
A letter, a call, an e-mail, a visit;
we were no longer as candles, detached, in low flame,
Time and circumstance had been abridged.
Our friendship, once again, has become a game
having no rules and without rhyme or reason;
Because a time of absent desire had turned to willingness,
A misplaced friendship was granted new life;
and because one besought,
Through God's Grace the love that exists between two families
was born.
We Love you S & R
Categories:
enumerated, love,
Form: Free verse
O! My sweet-heart come on now,
To be hugged in the ring of my arms,
For as soon as the sun descends,
My waiting eyes begin to count,
The stars in the darkening sky,
And your image began,
To waft along the gaze.
Somewhere on the pages,
Of the voluminous book of love,
I have read, it was written,
When all the blinking stars are enumerated,
Whatever we pray for,
Our prayers are granted,
Our wishes are realized.
But in your case it seems nothing,
But falsehood,
For my eyes begin to tire,
Praying lips begin to exhaust,
And there is no mark of your appearance.
Categories:
enumerated, dedication, devotion, love, passion,
Form: Blank verse