FEARING NO EVILS
In labors of love,
I’m journeying onward:
Life’s evils not feared:
With my Shepherd’s tools,
All evils are overcome:-
Holding my secret for only me alone.
For you not to feel,
for you not to hear,
breaking us I fear.
To confess is scary,
but it's not what my fear is about.
It's not having you near me,
what's letting me down.
I fell in love from far away,
missing touch and missing air.
Drowning in thoughts and craving your hug.
Somehow it feels like home,
to be seen like that.
But somehow I lost strength,
knowing I would do everything for you.
If only,
I could let go.
If only,
I would know you love me too.
Love a God-fearing woman...
for her prayers are stronger than promises,
and her silence heals louder than storms.
She will not tear your name in anger,
but whisper it to Heaven when you fall.
Her faith—
it builds you like dawn builds light,
softly,
steadily,
until even your shadows bow to her warmth.
She will lift your spirit from the ashes,
speak courage into your trembling bones,
and smile...oh that smile...
like sunlight breaking through the grief of years.
Where others bring fire, she brings calm;
where others demand, she forgives;
and where your soul once trembled in chaos,
she brings peace...
gentle...holy,
like rain after a drought.
So love her—
not because she is flawless,
but because her heart beats in rhythm with grace.
Love her,
and you will know what it means
to rest...
finally...
in the arms of something sacred.
Oh God, I can't help it, can I?
I'm losing my mind.
I lost myself in you,
you gave me new reasons to giggle.
So pathetic I am,
laughing and rolling around in bed like a 5-year-old baby girl with her new doll she gets.
It's crazy what you do to me, and you don't even know —
it's a secret I hold onto tight,
’cause deep in my heart it matters so much it makes me cry.
I don't understand where this began.
Maybe somewhere between your smile and a conversation we had.
I have never felt this much of everything I know.
The happiest cries I don't show.
Your deep brown eyes I don't look into because of fear,
fear of getting lost in you.
And to get lost in you isn't the fear itself.
It's that maybe your brown eyes look into mine and can't rest.
I can't even think about you losing yourself like me,
all because of these feelings I get,
lost hope I seek.
CLARITY IN FEARING GOD
In fearing nature,
Let the fear of failing God,
Forever blossom:-
Know that fearing God,
Is actually loving God:
Reaping love from God:-
The fear of God,
Is the opposite of hate:
Fruitful peace and love:-
The Apostle Paul speaks here earnestly
of the importance to be cleansed
from every defilement of sin
clearing the dirt through our spiritual lens
This cleansing comes in God's power
through his divine merciful grace
praying in and through His Holy Spirit
telling of His love in constant praise
Holiness is so important to God
as scripture tells He's triple holy
proclaiming His pure godly character
to be clothed in holiness solely
Let us live in the fear of God
making us complete in Christ's name
having a right reverential fear
pointing heavenwards our constant aim
Underline with priority these words
cleanse, defilement, holiness and fear
bring them to mind regular and often
hear God's spirit in your inner ear
('let us cleanse ourselves from every defilement of body[a] and spirit, bringing holiness to completion in the fear of God.')
2 Corinthians 7: 1 (ESV)
Oh Almighty God
end this genocide on Gaza
move demons away
Al Juman style haiku © 1/12/2025
hate is an internal cry
burning salt drips of anger
steaming for justice
Al Juman style haiku © 1/12/2025
The giant caterpillar ate my shed
That’s okay, the color was an awful red
With a burp and a grin, the caterpillar ate my cat Quin
Quin was getting old, I said, calm once again.
That giant caterpillar slid under my bed.
A place I no longer feel safe laying my head.
I am sleeping at the neighbor’s down the road.
She is missing her husband, her dog and a horny toad.
Fearing
My mate is the death
He always follows me
Living inside my heart
Beating from the other
side of the world’s love
This is a negative love
I will rebirth in his world
Waiting for this blue land
The dark night did his fearfulness arouse,
While flashing-booming-crackling filled the air.
This night of trepidation fills the house;
breath shortened running fingers through his hair.
Dark fear descends the mountain with a scream,
like flames from mouths of dragons, fear burns deep.
He cannot rest, perchance he moves to dream.
There is no sanctuary within sleep.
With every fear that populates his heart,
his head is buried ‘neath the pillow soft.
The fear that stalks his soul will not depart.
“Perhaps this is the last time.” Then he coughed.
Brief reassurance panics, then soon flees.
All hopes and dreams will not his life appease.
"A coward dies a thousand times before his death, but the valiant taste of death but once. It seems to me most strange that men should fear, seeing that death, a necessary end, will come when it will come." ? (Julius Caesar) William Shakespeare
Difficult life
Life is life, hmm, yes, if we are still alive
This is a question only, a question, what is life
And what's for, and why? Freedom or jail?
Independence or freedom?
I don’t know
I don’t know
This guy is just a simple thinker
Nothing else
But then the question is stayed, and no answer
Still no answer
Empty the answer’s box
And the life gone
And no answer
I am dying like a silly boy
No, that’s so far, so far
Death isn’t upcoming, my future is a flyer
Just fly
Hmm, so the life flyes
Flying, moving, walking, running, flowing, streaming, progressing, leaking
So, life is opposite of the immobility
So the move is the life
Not exists
In every moment life is gone
Life is difficult?
How?
I never get that
Always gone
The Physical qualities of the song ranged
from perfect to exceptional.
Two Mezzo- Soprano's chored to
perform at song made for a tenor.
thy were a Phenomal couple
singing a song
about two lovers who were never
to speak of there love.A Hero To her
lonilness is a Champion of her love. The female character spoke of
her love of a man who wished never to marry: but fell in love
and he and she debated ever becoming married
due to pople who might not come around them if they endeavored in a maritail togethernes.
The song features points of devotion: points of fear: it puts an emphisises on togetherness: but details
the labors of continuing to be together.
Lovers who fear the future
might look to this song and find reason to stay together or part..
When the Baritone and Tenor take stage the song changes it's rhythmn.
the story is same bt the sound shift's to a grueling grind. a slow romping soothing sound.
A bass and tenor than performs while a mezzo soprano provides a background with anwsers to the Malo charcters questions.
When the Bass ask's her to marry the men combine
in a chorus to spak with one voice.
Perfection to sync the perfect sound!
Bravo! Music Bravo!
To fear death is rather a sign of ignorance
For
At the moment we do not know what death is
How can we declare that it is an evil which
Must be feared?
© Demetrios Trifiatis
11 September 2022
had been a hearing
Republicans disappearing
were always fearing
(Too much sobbing going on
Republicans said)
could see on each grave
statement about being brave
to respect God gave
would sleep in a crib
God created Eve with rib
when small wore a bib
a great guessing game
who is the person we should blame
address and their name
when we read a book
about much love in a small nook
next to stony brook
Poetry reading will be this Saturday
at 1100 AM EST.
Casting stones into rivers,
broken deep in the core.
The tide of something coming.
Rusted in hue lost in the soul.
The tv burns in its silent snow
as it drifts in quite lands
of vacant eyes lost!
In the dreams of a former glory
of others cast in light
n shadows in a box
electric and dynastic…
A fearing nation lost without
and within, single-minded think, not!
Singular in abstract thoughts of truth
or reality lost and snow blind…
Eyes staring vacantly covered in night
a fearing nation of ill will and dark dreams!
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