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Pissed off to the maxinum...numb in the cranium and bleeding knuckles that I succumb to obsessively as I punch several walls...breaking me..my many suicidal attempts..shows that I’m a failure in success’s closet
Yes, you made me furious like hellfire of hatred-hoarded, halfhearted desire of utter ire
Right - you were making me mad as a flippin bee in his hive of arriving-undone-till-I-pass-out...nectar of negativity’s nostalgia drops unto the filthy floor of rocks and rubble instantly
Oh, goodness, no..I’m ironically a pyrophobe and a non-functioningandnon-focused schizo-effective freakazoid, traumatized PTSD-inflicted little boy, stuck and crawling inwardly into a man’s body, releasing tension out of his ribcage radiantly yet so painfully and excruciatingly bothersome like his echoes of moaning and groaning..I’m a freak of nature, so immature and mature all the same....I’m using benefitial and benevolent blessings intriguingly so....bravery and is bizarre to my ambivert...God blesses us unique humans, but soon we will be the same..maybe we can share similarities but...no... I’d rather be treading down the road to recovery sooner or later I’ll just make the time to be grateful and have high hopes that will never collide or hide away cowardly and awkwardly...I’m in everyone’s boundary now...fired up in rage...
Luminious amongst the stars,I see you winking at me from the window of the sky
Iridiscent your smile,from our shared world,somehow far,yet very close, I feel you
Noble that heart,sensitive and kind,such words describe you
Dazzling those eyes,blue as calm seas,pure as the rain,warm like June breeze
Angel on earth ,and now in heaven, your light will guide us
May baby,Spring births a flower which blooms your name
Amiable to all,so few are like you
Ravishing beauty,radiance surrounds you
Immortal soul,your presence with us
Eternal whisper,Sweetheart of the soup,Extraordinaire poetess Linda~Marie
Dedicated to the Sweetheart of the soup Linda- Marie Bariana
who joined our Creator on the 31st December 2013
Thanks Linda for being my friend
My Secret Message
My darling, I love you then, now and always,
you have a special place in my heart, forever.
Since the first moment it was love and lust,
even though you exist in another realm with God,
can you hear my tears, my love? Oh, though you have been
resting in peace for all these years,
eternal and sacred is our forever love.
Today, beloved, I brought you flowers.
My darling, will you wait at the gate of Heaven?
Ever since you left me,
stillness and peace is my path.
Strength, courage, tranquility,
and faith and an open heart my salvation.
Going on without you has been terrible,
even though, I know your love dwells on- until we meet again.
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January 16, 2017
Poetry/Verse/My Secret Message
Copyright Protected, ID 17-866-511-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
H A P P I N E S S
Harmony between the self and the world
attracting positive energy amidst
presence of problems and trials-- shaking, stretching
peace, attitude within. Happiness shows
innate smile, sharing, caring, giving and reaching out.
Naturally, happiness home is within the self
encompassing purpose fulfillment,
substantial not only for thyself but for others
success, healing and spiritual awakening.
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__Olive Eloisa Guillermo__
4:30 pm, December 18, 2015
Resolutions
Repentance of things past and present, and anticipated misdoings shall be of utmost importance. I shall be more open and vulnerable, being more willing to “Be Wrong”.
Evils that are both subtle and also blatant shall be exposed, fought against, and prayed about. I shall determine that my voice be heard more by both God in prayer, and by my fellow man.
Salvation of the human race is not a given, but we must seek powers higher than our own. It shall be my intent to further awareness that without Christ “We” are lost, and when left to our own devices, we will never be found.
Options shall be my pathway to channels unknown before, but presently golden opportunities. Unacceptable behavior and destructive forces should not be left alone, because they’ve always been that way, and “because we’ve always done it that way”.
Lucky shall not be any dream of mine, but I with the Almighty shall prosper and assist many. The harder I work, and the more I pray, and the kinder I become, the luckier I get.
Until everyone knows, I shall consider it my duty to tell them that they are loved by God. The knowledge of God and His love for us changes everything.
Teachable is what I have always wanted to be, and the future me shall be no less.
The wisdom that comes from God is teachable and affords us the ability To go beyond being understood, and opens our hearts to understand.
Immovable shall be the word for the values that must never perish, and that I forever cherish. Descending from a generation of “Absolutes”, and pushed onto a bandwagon of “Situation Ethics”, I shall continue with values that do not change like the wind.
Onward and upward I shall go, more bolder, ever hopeful, unselfish, and never looking back. Regardless of the destruction and pain that I see, there is a world of promise just ahead.
Never giving up, in, or out; never doubting truth; never allowing evil to persist without a fight. I will continue utilizing the scales of solid truth that shall outlast the fading vapors of evil.
Solutions to mankind’s problems were gifted to every generation, and I too shall assist for the good. You and I are gifts on loan by God Almighty to our generation, and we must use them to make our world a haven of love and peace.
12092015 PS Contest, Resolutions)
Moon concealed by shadow of Grim Reaper
Under guise of the gloomy clouds of storm –
Reason enough to stay at home and not
Dread the deadly, wary walk at midnight.
Eerie noises from the rumbling thunder,
Rats scuttling and skittering to find shelter.
Intense and impassioned fear crept in as she
Neared the steps leading to the tunnel.
The tunnel! She disregarded, or had forgotten,
How dark and dangerous to walk alone,
Envisaging the glint of that murderous knife.
The tunnel! She knew she shouldn’t go
Until daylight and remembered her final trip.
Nearer and nearer she silently crept
Not heeding her internal warnings to flee.
Evermore replaying, she will wander at midnight
Leaving ruby blood tears among crystal raindrops.
Obviously positively negative or negatively positive...going through pros and cons in my daily routine as time flies by oh so swift
Painstaking tears are like waterfalls...tasting the different and diverse coping mechanisms of life as a whole...chaos and peace takes its toll
Isolating myself from the loud crowd...introvert and extrovert time and time again and on beat on fleek on the drums of my numbing noggin
Neglected, rejected, accepted, fascinated...odd, but true, having no clue what to do
Invigorated by opinions, pure or impure, that are 8 shades of grey...but hey, let's be redeemed and esteemed by God Most High, a God of truth we can't deny...so, evaporate the fear and lies in your mind's eye
Oblivious to the dilemmas that were aiming my way, but I'll bite the bullet all night and day...awfully offended, maxed out like an overused credit card that's been spent on and now jaded; somewhat apprehending this personal apprehension, hoping you can emphasize this envy I hold with me in my woes and worthless wallet
Nothing much on my mind, but never denying the power of God's hope and faith...gracious evermore in the sight of my Priceless Father, unlike any other
Shame on me for being a rude dude or an insecure individual; I must have that oh so familiar, yet unpredictable attitude of optimistic aptitude...graze in your own maze, heart that is a numb drum in my chest, thumping with anger still unknown to me...but an anger that's self - absorbent and self - opinionated...sophiscated and arrogant - instead, I should be simply humble and undoubtably confident
Crucifixion
Christ died on a cross for the sins of all the people of the world; past, present, and future.
Resurrection was a secret plan, not known by the rulers, nor understood by the prophets.
Universal crucifixion knowledge, after the fact, was God's plan directed by Christ to his followers.
Christians were to teach and preach the good news of Christ's crucifixion, burial, and resurrection.
Individual acceptance and personal belief that Christ is God's son is the key to eternal life.
Faith and hope were listed among the greats, with love being the greatest of them all.
Irresistible Grace, in my opinion and understanding, is not taught in the Bible.
X designed crosses was one of several designs used to crucify criminals.
I believe that Jesus is the Christ sent by God to die for the sins of the whole world.
On a cross between two thieves, Jesus told one of them, "Today, you will be with me in paradise".
Never has there been, nor ever shall be, a greater story than that of Jesus of Nazareth.
04052017 cj PS
Acrostic - William Patrick Darnell Sr
Willingly loving people as God would do;
Intelligent funny, wittily making you chuckle til blue
Listening with his heart so others can speak their words
Learning what he must, trying not to make a mistake
Ideally, he wouldn't live as he has it was his to make
Aiming toward his stars for some solitude at a sway
Minding his own business, walking down this lonely road.
Paying it forward, for there's no greed to his soul;
Always praying for others and their needs as it foretold
Tries to do what's right when this world is losing its way
Reaching out for a conversation with some play
Ignoring politicians as they do America wrong
Chooses to see and take people for who they are
Kind, mindful, and thoughtful because that's just who he is.
D-reaming dreams, he longs for the life he once lived;
Asking God to Bless his people, always as I pray to Him
Real as he can get, yearning for his late wife, she REST
Nothing fake about him, ask God, through your hearts
Element of surprise is his wisest decision made
Loving himself finally, he hasn't done it for a long time
Learning as he's chosen, with Christ Jesus, by his side.
So it's time I find an end to a good old country song,
Respecting others and living out my days.
Pampered like a child, Lord, your grace
Abounds in my heart; and on my face,
Reverence for you beams with gratitude
Affording me with a humble attitude.
Demonstrating your eternal blessing
Imbuing in me a warm ethereal feeling
Soliciting solace and heavenly happiness
Eliminating my worldly woes and stress;
Come, when I walk through a dark valley
And flounder in shadows and back alley,
Light up my life with faith, love and hope
Lord, give me courage and strength to cope.
~Contest: A Brian strand August - Acrostic
~08/01/18
~Acrostic/Quatrain contest by Savannah Brown