Long Almight Poems
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When yesterday left, today I'm a little right.
This is a tad bereft, yet full with almight.
Misconceptions or misinterpretations, either way it's confusion.
Dreaming of incarnations, and snarled in the illusion.
Mass produced Catholics, unforgotten inside their cathedral.
Discovered some of the relics,
Ancient talisman are unbelievable.
Go forth into the tomb,
Open the sarcophagus, let the rancid stench consume.
Gathering up all that is charmed,
Born inside the depleted after birth.
This does not meant to be alarmed,
However it's been full of its worth.
Die another time, live in today.
Write another rhyme, lines lined word play.
Shaman type, opening the 3rd eye.
Extracted and ripe, breathe to see thru the lie.
Contradiction is a great way to open minds,
Salvation is not a problem unless you are in their binds.
Bells chime and chime, before you can get away with it.
In time covered in lime, and I"m chock-full of grit.
Ready to go to the next, yes I've been there before.
Sometimes just a little vexed, benumbed to the core of my lore.
And as always plum rotten to the core..
They say he is there
Ensuring everything is fair
They say he takes care of us
Even when he's in rush
I asked then why don't he solve my miseries?
Why is he taking my test?
Why isn't he the reason of my merries?
Why is he treating me different from the rest?
I thought I am my responsibility
I have to work for myself
Maybe he forgot his responsibility
And is taking care of someone else
Then one day after a small success
I gave this a thought
He was always there for me to bless
He always gave me the best taught
He was always there for me
Whenever I was going right
He is a feeling that we can't see
But he is my almight
This secret power
which was entrusted to me,
transformed the dullest days
into magnificent brilliance;
I can't let life's promising dreams
be wasted or be ignored by me...
because they will glow and then shine
at a time when all seems
to be rapidly going down:
to reaveal their true purpose
when they open this forgotten,rusty door...
Unacceptable and conflicting ideologies
must vanish and renounce any attempt
to punish me with severe intimidation:
as I openly and fervently claim
this precious birthright;
let no unprincipled man
hurl his frustration at me
or cast envy upon me!
I intend to honor the indissoluble justice,
love the deserving profoundly
and help the hopeless
get more out of life;
what concerns me is their misery...
I must never be too inquisitive or
impose self-revelation on all;
but humanly and sincerely share
every gift that the Almight God
freely and gladly gave me with trust,
so that I would not forfeit
this precious birthright...
When yesterday left, today I'm a little right.
This is a tad bereft, yet full with almight.
Misconceptions or misinterpretations, either way it's confusion.
Dreaming of incarnations, incantations snarled in the illusion.
Mass produced catholics, should be forgotten inside their cathedral.
Discovered some of the relics, Ancient talisman are unbelievable.
Go forth into the tomb,
Open the sarcophagus, let the rancid stench consume.
Gathering up all that is charmed,
Born inside the depleted afterbirth.
This does not meant to be alarmed,
However it's been full of its worth.
Die another time, live in today.
Write another rhyme, lines lined word play.
Shaman type, opening the 3rd eye.
Extracted and ripe, breathe in to see thru the lie.
Contradiction is a great way to open minds,
Salvation is not a problem unless you are left in it`s binds.
Bells chime and chime, before you can get away with it.
In time covered in lime, and I'm chalk full of grit.
Ready to go to the next, yes I've been there before.
Sometimes just a little vexed, benumbed to the core of my lore.
And as always plum rotten to the core.
Since I have seen your smiling face in that vivid dream,
and you spoke to me in that gentle sphere of realm.
We walked at different shores by circumstances tied,
wanting to cross over in shared dreams of a far away land.
In that solution we find that love to abide in its essence,
holding communion in her visible presence.
Providing all eloquence of beauty,
by many smiles and joy in magnificent duty.
So utterly complete and fresh in bliss,
this forbidden eternal fill of a kiss.
A space between esteem it’s deem to might,
when lovers have the honor to touch that innocent light.
Confined to that circumstance of magical blind,
only the best to allow and find.
Undeniable spectrum of wondrous mind,
is that the image of heart for the righteous kind.
Dare to venture,
when that picture becomes alive to enter.
Kindling to the language of the soul to consume so quite,
to build a temple of our greater almight.
The power of the spiritual
Within the ritual
Blood let on the sigil
Repeat so it becomes habitual
Draw a circle and light the flame
Recite the mantra and speak the name
For good purpose or to hack and maim
Focus with your pure intent, know this is not a game
Under full moonlight
Both blue and bright
Bloodmoon in sight
The spell is full with almight
Open your mind, soul, and body for possession
Know now that you're in the middle of the session
Perfectly in tune, master this profession
Study and learn, work each little lesson
Now thank the demon, respect the spirit
With open mind you can now hear it
Always remember that with acceptance, you'll no longer fear it
The path invoked from within, meditate while you sit
In the middle of your temple is your altar shrine
Around you is the template, now you are mine
The feelings you feel will be all so real, so sublime
These powers you've exorcised are ethereal and somewhat divine
Now end the session and close the gate
Put everything back properly or receive its fate
The love and respect can be hostile with hate
The powers conjured will embody you with its aspects trait