When man perfect God's perfected perfection
Not that His perfection is imperfect
Man act one divine instruction
"subdue, rule and dominate the earth"
Whatever that exist and will exist are directly or indirectly God's perfected perfection
Today is not the usual day
I have no word for it
And indirectly I can't say
Or draw it on a paper sheet
It's like a photograph of you
On Cromer beach somewhere
And I recall the wind that blew
Although I wasn't there
A day without a name, it meant
A documented true
I see a place, where you still stand
And here I am, with you.
A life is pending on the earth.
as it is a dream of mine.
It is not necessary that he be a human.
A flower can also hold a dream.
A river can also make a scream.
But yet, it's so sad that there is
partiality in every way, whether natural or artificial,
but it's taking place.
Why there is difference in each and every way,
we do it passionately, supporting it indirectly,
and still making a hope of synchronicity in each way.
The butterflies of colored dreams
want to make friends with flowers.
How beautiful it is to see this so close.
What if there are no enemies?
Only love exists here and there.
What if we made beauty in our behavior?
Vanity vanity of peace, making a law of love,
love as a key to justice.
It is a hope that has been and has been so long of a butterfly??
Wink at me and melt my heart
Like only you can do
Add your smile to it
And I'll belong to you
Indirectly I espy,
Your presence what I seek
And when I see you walking in
I'm rendered without speech
However that is not the case
With what goes on inside
No indication on my face
Excitement's what I hide
A momentary passing glance
The locking of our eyes
Will give my spirit cause to dance
Desire to arise
The little things are what I love
The bookmarks that you give
I'll treasure always, all my life
As long as I shall live
Doesn’t it mean
that we might be the cause of
or indirectly responsible for violent?
(( Oort ))
cloud
embraces
***~~~~~~~~~a solar system~~~~~~~~~***
in abandoned space
within
3 spacious
light years
~~~~~*000*~~~~~
icy
planetesimals
float
beyond
the heliosphere
flaunting
frozen indifference
~~OooooooooooooooooO~~
they sing
they glide
like
silent
floating
islands
in an
indirectly
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((U*n*i*V*e*R*s*E))
One day the country I live in was invaded by another country
People from other countries don't seem to take our lives yet
We have been pledged allegiance to another country, which is now our suzerain
And the old OS was uninstalled and the new OS was installed
Then lost and appear,
new words
new emotions
new life
new money
new customs
A new god
There is freshness
Clear freshness like welcoming the New Year
Another day,
I heard that the suzerain country
of the country I live in was invaded by another country
It seems that we were also indirectly invaded
We have pledged allegiance to another country,
which will become our new suzerain country, but
The other country was full of dealing with the former suzerain country
We didn't uninstall the old OS, but installed a new one
Then appear,
new life
new money
And mix
new emotions and old emotions
new customs and old customs
The New God and the Old God
There is no freshness there, but there is confusion
The rush and frustration of running around at the end of the year
I went for a walk in the drizzling rain,
Remembering all the adversities and the pain,
That I had suffered for all this time,
Trying to maintain my sanity just felt like a crime,
I had pushed myself too far,
All the feelings I had were just bitter and sour,
I just couldn't take it anymore,
I was hurt, torn down and all I wore,
Was a fake smile and a forced laughter,
Everything felt fake, me the slave, my time the master,
Although as I walked around,
Something hit me, so profound,
The rain made a beautiful noise,
Realizing indirectly everything has a voice,
Let the feel be good or bad,
Listening to the drizzle surely made me less sad.
Taking a step back it made me realize,
Thinking about it, I wiped my wet eyes,
That every man is broken and torn apart,
Without him understanding that's just the start,
He doesn't realize the breakdown just makes him stronger,
It makes work harder and last longer,
You cannot stop or even think about quitting,
Try to break your records, even if you end up breaking yourself,
Instead of sitting on the couch, reminiscing.
.
.
~Hrishikesh
Medasse to all who directly or indirectly taught life’s lessons without realizing it, It amazing how some people behaviors or patterns are disrespectful and how they are belittles towards one another.
Those who share on Facebook
Must assume, though incorrectly,
That everyone will learn their news,
If even indirectly.
But that is not the case at times,
So pictures and events
Are missed by some who’d like to know,
To varying extents.
The Facebook fans can’t understand
Reluctance to belong,
Believing that not joining up
Is foolish, strange and wrong.
Thus many who have made the choice
To stay off Facebook’s site
Must hope that for important stuff
A friend will shed some light.
They are dying in Ukraine, you know...
America voted in the clowns;
Russian bombs falling on Maternity
Hospitals, you know...America voted
in the clowns;
Bernie Sanders and his wife
taking a second honeymoon
in Russian, perhaps? Seeming nowhere to be found,
America voted in the clowns;
From leaders of the Democrat Party, whose poor
policies have indirectly given Putin Money to purchase
his lethal rounds, I hear no remorseful sounds...
American voted in the clowns;
Where are the often, incessant, voices of loudmouth sports figures?
Hollywood Trump Haters, the rabid supporters of Biden, Obama and Clinton?
Silent as those movies of old, keeping low profile, in their mansion bunkers not so bold...
America makes idols of clowns.
You'd think by now companies would have seen the light
And stopped trading in Russia and doing what is right
But many big companies are still there, raking it in
Indirectly funding that war mongerer Vladimar Putin.
See the list of companies above and remember a name
How the hell do they sleep at night, have they no shame ?
Their profits are being payed with Ukrainian blood
Bodies of innocent people lying dead, in snow and mud.
Russians are cowards, man to man they won't fight
And fire missiles indiscriminately at everything in sight
A sign of sheer desperation by an evil Russian despot
But Ukraine is fighting back with everything they've got.
Written 10th March 2022
My moves, CALCULATED.
My motives, ULTERIOR.
My thoughts FIXATED...
...on getting you nearer
Note: This is inspired by Robert Greene's book " The Art of Seduction"
Good and upright is the Lord
Thus He shows sinners the way
He guides the humble to justice
He teaches the humble his way Psalm 25:8-9
About a year ago
Life began to change
My son at College came home
For spring break
Was extended
You’ll go back after Easter
We confidently predicted
He didn’t know
Of course
No one did
No one went anywhere for nine months
That was just a small part of it
Each one of us could probably fill a book with how this has impacted us
Directly and Indirectly
I don’t know about you
But the great lesson of this time for me is echoed by the psalmist:
Humility
No, I’m not in control
I can’t predict what will happen next
Any confidence
Any hope can’t come out of my power
But what didn’t and never will change
God
Present
Guiding
Teaching
Showing me the way
God of wisdom and strength
I stand humbly before You
Open to your wisdom
Ready for Your grace
Amy Welborn
Turned to Poetry by :Jac R. M.
Date: 2282021
Poetry Form: Free verse
In my point of view
Influencers don't need an office to rule
Indirectly out gathering crews
Get ready, stand-by...
Watch out for the toupee guy
©Copyright January 12, 2021 by Brian Pierre-Alexander
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