All glory to the Lord on His high mountain. Power and dominion are His. Forever and ever. Hallelujah to He who sent Jesus into the world. He has overcome the world and made our way into the kingdom of heaven with joy and gladness in our hearts. He gave me the keys.
All thanks to His glory, grace and mercy. Love abound and peace for all nations who come before the throne with repentance and forgiveness. Step into the freedom. Leave the darkness behind. It’s time to stop looking back. The filthy rags are gone and leave it. Rest in fine linens chosen for the banquet. Step across the threshold and walk in His righteousness. Clean.
Spilling over His holy anointing. The darkness shall not prevail. The walls God kicks down let His light shine in the darkness as the dark can no longer be seen. Only His light remains. Clean.
The arm of God is close. His spirit is at hand. He reaches for us to deliver us into His glory. Holy holy. Break these chains. Step into freedom. Clean.
25.04.08
Can your Highness give more promises?
So much more that they can be broken,
Minute by minute, day after day for decades.
Can your Highness stay away?
So far that I can't see your face,
That will really make my day.
Can your Highness make me blind?
So blind I can not see any lies.
Can your Highness make me deaf?
So deaf I can't hear a word what was said.
Can your Highness give me darkness,
So dark I need no more cover,
All the heinous behaviours in the world.
Can your Highness drown me in the stream?
Where it can wash away all my dreams.
Can your Highness grant me calmness?
So I won't react every time I was upset.
Can your Highness be nice and fair?
To prove you meant when you said you care.
Can your Highness hold me in your arms?
So when I was harmed, I can remain being calm.
Can your Highness forgive me?
For making your Highness
Out of your way to help me.
Can your Highness do me a favour?
A favour your Highness never done before.
Leave me alone to end all my sufferings.
Can your Highness please,
If you love me let me free,
Now your Highness has destroyed all the friendships,
They ended and can never be mended.
Goodbye, Prince Philip
A man who stood steadfast by the woman he loves
... and helped her lead a nation to glory
May your afterlife be a tranquil journey
02/12/22
your highness,your king
your highness,your excellency
your highness,your extraordinary
the crown of a prize is the crown of a king
the crown of a prize is the crown of a extraordinary king
your highness,your prize,your king
your highness,your prize,your excellency
a king is crown as extraordinary
a king is a prize of excellency
a prize king is a prize prince
a prize king is crown as a prize prince
your highness,your crown,your prince
your prince,your highness,your crown
your prince your priceless is your crown
your prince your priceless is your highness
your prince your priceless is your prized king
a crown prince is a priceless crown prince
a prized king is a priceless crown price
a price of a king is a price of a prized king
a price of a king is a price of a priceless king
a price of a prince is a price of a priceless king
S-tar
R-emains
I-n
T-winkling
H-ome
U-sing
M-ovement
A-nd
T-he
I-nfinite
A-stral
L-ight
A-s
G-alaxy
A-nd
R-adiant
S-ky
A-re
M-aking
Y-ou
R-ead
A-nother
M-oon's
E-xpressed
S-hining
H-ighness
Topic: Poet (Sri Thumati Alagarsamy Ramesh)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
Time has flown away without the glimpse of your smile,A day of tons is like a day of Nothing Without that glaze from you.It feels like my dress has been torn and cannot be mended even if you were to prick a lot of threads around it your worries are moulting I can't stand your pain,your complaints drains me knowing fully that have wronged you.
What a wonderful human being you're,not been able to know you well uptil now is burning the air out of me,you've subsided away from me.
Have been casted away from my clan ,who am I not to bow down to you king sovereign.You gave me this position which many have tried to posses yet failed,dive into the waters and don't let me drown.
To you I ought to belong,give her highness the chance to shine.Her love will continue to rain on you,your love is her name and your approval is her happiness.
Be Great
Shyness is a glory not only for women as poets lie,for men it’s highness.A wall between well and ill,a carrier to Heaven!
New York, your highness
How I love you so
But you're endless demands
I can't catch up with
Every time I think I'm there
You move up one step further
So within my fingers yet unreachable
Every time I think we're okay
You slap me in the face
It spins me twice I'm reduce lesser
How am I suppose to live like this
You got me thinking too crazy
My New York your highness
I love you so
But you do me this way
I can't do no more
Maybe it's time to move on
Tough as it may be
But I need to smile not worry
Oh New York you are the Home
Of the wide nation
You are loved by many
And hated by some
And I appreciate and love you
Only maybe I just realize
I'm not fit enough for you
Alas my love is not green enough
To last us a life time...
New York your highness
Seated at its high peak forever - Smile!
Love to dance with your mind
then as the curtains raise open
I give to you batting lids
this singing note raising tunes
in the highest places
Land of forever young
so wild and carefree
where the butterflies they float in vision
in a galaxy one million miles away
your in my soul's quarters
Offering this sacrifice
silently blowing a gentle hum
on sugar coated echoes
inside angel whispers
silver coating clouds within thoughts
lined with you beautiful
In the shadows one savors your light
seagulls cries mixing with great ocean waves
hauntingly calls on the magic inside lapping
treading onto deep sands
enchanting every single thought
Rippling reflections of a warm sun
gentle with her rays dancing on air
Pushing out this boat
raising destiny's sails
Forever shining regal
glows warm always on the golden sands
inside paradise one dream
crowning you the hearts champion
Misty nighttime air brings a cool dampness
The sky is turning purple this evening
Night came in like royalty, her highness
She’s a ruler, masterful night being
That in which harmony and moisture cling
The backdrop is a velvet black landscape
Where drops of remaining sunlight does drape
Sounds of a party going on next door
Is prevalent in the night air escape
But I sit and sip my cocoa some more
Russell Sivey
These here are the facts, very nearly true,
about this lady I knew who
ate kale. She thought it was good for you.
Of course she grew a bit mad, but that's not all,
she grew far less short than she grew tall,
and had more than a little way to fall.
So when she became not wholy sober,
one day, one month, before October,
surprise, surprise ... she toppled ober.
She claimed to be only a clumsy goose,
or did she get so tight her gait got loose
from that old familiar juice abuse?
And ought her mother have taught her daughter,
that to keep more erect and grow more shorter,
she should eat less kale and drink more water?
Executing the realm of beauty,
puncturing your torturess soul
while the sinister truth exemplifies purity,
the kind you lost along the way.
You can't see that longing,
you can't comprehend that willingness-
the deepest form of revenge-
success.
And with the success,
all that surpasses is the crooked
unreliable action,
a pretense definition that karma is mandatory.
It moves me how such a belief holds,
totalitarian regime.
Your highness,
I'll bow to you once more,
one more adieu
and passing by.
But after not one
but two steps away,
you are no longer existent-
like the leaves evaporated by the snagging wind-
wrapping its arms around the oak's leaves-
sucking out the poison of the leaves,
as they drop one
by one.
Farewell,
one final time.
Oh God,
Everything is fading,
I am dying,
My soul is crying
Endless tears,
endless tears keep on falling
darkness all around me,
sadness surrounding me,
For a minute
I think I'm happy;
A smiling soul
But a dead child instead
That needs to be resurrected again
By the touch of love
By the touch of your care my highness…
Im still a child inside,
Im a child
that cant find its way out,
Am alone
All alone
Feeling my heartbeats
race like wind,
feeling my fingers
shiver from fear,
listening to my soul
crying out of pain…
I need your power my highness
I need your power
to be my warrior
in easing my pain
in resurrecting me again…
she, too familiar with pain
how she laughed at tears
hurts healed, scars remained
from him luscious fruit
Highness to a slave
to him scornful smile she gave
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