Title 4/ BLANK CHECK
Quote: "If one's actions are honest, one does not need the predated confidence of others." Ayn Rand
Darkness came over that afternoon
As Christ died on the cross for our sin.
Lying is moving away from Him.
We need absolute forgiveness.
Honesty, true humility
To ourselves we visibly choose
To forge a heart approving view.
A home of immaculateness
A solid hold woven of truth
And honorable behavior.
There is no reason for given
approval of others judgment.
Categories:
immaculateness, heart,
Form: Free verse
Staring at the moon for long
and sometimes she count stars
Her eyes filled with inferno
like she was hiding her scars
Many wishes she had
I thought so
and on her behalf
I take a bow
Dusk and Dawn
poised between her earrings
Dappling the pale moonlight
the joy she brings
Beauty embedded in silence
is an amalgamation of love and art
The nourishment of soul
and the the cordial of heart
Immaculateness of her
shattered in the watches of night
and she looked more like a nymph
in the moon bright
streamlined as fish
and spineless as prawn
enchantress she is
and the perilous falcon
And to me the storm seems
not to be subsiding now
Smitten with her
and reached on the brow
Categories:
immaculateness, angel, beautiful, blessing, cute,
Form: Rhyme
Sauntering without hindrance in consciousness
Sudden waves of lilac delight
Borne of a sweet tempered breeze I inhale
Powerful auras and essence soon ignite
Fields of flowers, tall grass, background birds singing
Closing my eyes I can no longer resist
I feel myself floating on air to that place I know well
Only in my mind does this utopia exist
Happiness and laughter fill my oasis
Birth of life from all nature abide here
Lilac carries me on a cloud of joy
Perched above all sadness and fear
Immaculateness wafting from rows of white lilacs
Serenity encompasses my spirit with peace
Pink lilacs increase my self confidence
My inner spirit strengthened, absence of meek
The violets ignite my spirits passions
Storms of rapture to undo all the wrongs
At peace I repose with new purpose
As my oasis once again has helped me grow strong
Written by Corrina
Categories:
immaculateness, april, garden, nature, senses,
Form: Rhyme
Enchanted with the precarious recital, the silent sacrament
Aging hastily, ignoring the cadaverous skin for imminent immaculateness
Tempted to escape a few more, she refuses to be subjugated
Impressed with her capacity to swindle the dim-witted, dense humanity
Never staring back, only gazing onward to the day she will attain flawlessness
Glorious will be that day, the idyllic rendezvous she perpetually craves
Distorted perceptions nourish the wicked ploy
Inside craving solace while shrieking a impassioned, clandestine plea
Swirling thoughts of culpability and delight, waltzing collectively
Ohh how her narcissistic scheme empowers her
Ritualistic and merciless is her crime, a vain diversion
Deceiving the masses, misleading her very own flesh
Eating away is her soul, her essence, the pompous hunt for perfection
Relinquishing tranquility to be the mastermind of an unattainable quest
Categories:
immaculateness, introspection,
Form: Acrostic
A perfect synonym of god,
Resting earth in plenty,
Sometime getting the gold,
Rest of the time treated filthy.
Having a heart comprising of 1000 skies,
With love twinkling like stars,
Immense bearance for pain,
Forgetting the count of unhealable scars.
Doing things for us yet keeping mum,
Trying to give things as such,
The heavenly angels are nothing in front,
She fought the battle for us in every crunch.
She did everything even “impossible” as stated,
Yet continuing like a flowing river,
We had thousands of days in our life,
Experience her warmth in our worst shivers.
Shaping up our future at the cost of her present,
Tear flowing down more on our happiness than her sadness,
A perfect synonym of our shadow,
With a refreshing smile, every second, to harness.
I salute her immaculateness,
And maiden love which feels like feather,
The reiteration of love and affection,
I”ll describe her in one word --- “My lovely Mother”
Categories:
immaculateness, motherlove,
Form: I do not know?