Long Bonding Poems
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we signed up for earth life
with memory erased
immersed in trance
to grow in love and wisdom
learning breath by breath by touch
but ego hijacked stuporous awareness
whence we deludedly believed we are form
and so nurtured lust and greed mirrored by fear
even though deep down we did recognise
that organic form is doomed to die
and is therefore definitely unreal
still we languished in denial
fearful to relinquish imagined control
continuing to oscillate between opposites
trauma bonding with ego and nurturing suffering
we found peace in thought rested silence
and in moments when love became manifest
for in these God gifted immersions ego receded
and therefore the path to freedom was self-evident
but to extinguish identity whilst heart was beating
it was too much of an ask for us to consider
even though scriptures validated truth
we remained captive to thought
alive as a dead man walking
Quote by: Ring time
And there is a rumor in the forest...
••• If they believed in themselves, as they believe in dark and vicious words that desecrate minds and souls. If that same force will be used for them. Their concrete forests would flourish instead of dying in droughts caused by the minds of dark power . •••
The todos of their language
standing silent yet strong
in solidarity they take a stand
Wolves of a pack bonding together
refusal of the highest order ...
Dark energy of wolves
wolverine primal instincts, darkness!
Turned into strength, by the gentle presence of
intuition and wisdom
To know them is to understand their value
both loyal and strong they are brave warriors
of the forest.
By: Mystic Rose
Immortal land awakes through dusk and dawn
Beneath ceiling spun sugar and midnight blue.
Winds breath trill of tiny song accrues through
ardent woodlands, rivers, and natures gentle fawns.
6/22/2019
Poetry Contest: Arbitrium Divisa 2'
Sponsored By: Gregory R Barden
Nature will go on no matter what It will evolve
Immortal land awakes through dusk and dawn
Beneath ceiling spun sugar and midnight blue.
Wind's breath trill of tiny song accrues through
ardent woodlands, rivers, and natures gentle fawns.
Tears of life stream with allure and glamor
Dreams grow draping over nature's life in each
Branches newly bereft of leaves, tips reach
Gilded sunrise bonding souls and laughter
Ocean's emotion echoes deep shifting realm
Its grace untouchable in its deepest depth
As it attains its greatest heavens breadth
ancient secrets adhered on coral helm
3/15/2017
A solitary piece the diamond
precious rare gem most treasured
by those lucky enough to hold
Once in possession, it is rarely out of grasp
Like the gemstone, the mother
requires exacting conditions
to maintain her (family/) children’s love
Treasured forever in her heart
she will go out of her way
to preen and protect them
holding them dear to her
deep within her maternal safe – the heart
closely guarded by the mind
Her infatuation of all treasures to her
understandable
especially when you think about the complexity
of structure and process took in the creation
Just as from the ‘unbreakable’ in ancient Greek
this allotrope of carbon
with the strength of bonding between atoms
is representative of a love so strong
between mum and child
The Maternal being - could be compared
to the supreme physical qualities of the stone
Even the characteristic lustre
of this gem so prevalent from its ability
to disperse light and colour
compared to the many strengths
roles and qualities of the mother
seen by the many she deals with daily
A most high-pressured job
versus the high-pressured temperature
within the Earth’s mantle
that forms the delightful rock it gives birth to
Infants delight and ignite the forbearer
just as the jewel would dazzle the room
a mother’s love captures the magical lustre
of those born, and nothing
stands in between this richest of cargo’s
He asked me, “ Why are you afraid?
Please tell me.”
I looked at him.
Looking closely is also an art, skillful.
I am never good at that.
I never was.
But I always felt that I must.
Sisters have bonded lives.
We had the same bonding, same heartache.
And I felt that looking closely is a bias when
We are prejudiced, tilted in one way or the other.
Growing up is a pain that rules many hide-outs.
But I always kept my faith. I was raised to keep my faith.
You are not a cause.
You are not a consequence.
But you are an utter truth
Living and ticking on,
you are a loud noise, the loudest of all,
which brings only a simile, just like the action of a rumor
Are you blind in your own black?
Are you a denial of my perforated, wounded, empty life?
God showed Himself to me through my parents firstly
Appearing with their sweet smile, welcoming me warmly
Manifesting fatherly kindness wondrously
Highlighting maternal love-care abundantly.
Growing, I was acquainted with God midst home’s bliss
Where teaching of charity is a sure practice
In family bonding with hugs, embrace and kiss
Propped by prayer for all --- of Dad, Mom, Brods and Sis.
God did expose me well to His active presence
Displaying His great creation’s magnificence
Controlling the universe in its existence
Acquainting me His with gracious omnipotence.
When I was invited for a Bible study
God revealed His nature against claims’ parody
Expressing Scriptures’ truth, immutably sturdy
Offering me redemption from sins’ malady.
In my quest to know Him more through genuine worship
The Lord granted me faith for right relationship
Of vibrant fellowship and fruitful stewardship
Around Christ’s friendship by His perfect leadership.
God through the Holy Spirit* shows me His goodness
Mercy and forgiveness for confessed guiltiness
Mighty deliverance assuring peacefulness
Miracles that uphold against trials’ hardness.
Praise-filled, I yield myself to God with gratitude
Since He owns me, bracing up my faith’s fortitude
Cognizant that He is my life’s infinitude
I show Him to all midst triumphant attitude.
*John 16:13 Howbeit when he, the Spirit of truth, is come, he will guide you into all truth: for he shall not speak of himself; but whatsoever he shall hear, that shall he speak: and he will shew you things to come.
January 23, 2022
Narrative in rhyme form
Edited on June 15, 2022
You beckoned me to love's door; The
steps you gilded with hope, and glossed
with a libido to score. With an open window
to heart's latch, on amor's ledge we
ballasted unbridled passions with reason's
cerebral core. O'er time, your corrosive nature
did fealty's shutters crack. Your flamable
ego the fragile beams did retard. Consuming pride
through the patchwork frills did bore. Your inflexible,
jealous studs did my mercurial grooves abhor. Your
intemperate binges jammed the maleable spring on love's
hinges evermore. Duplicitous actions stripped the veneer
from ground floor. In love's final absolution, mortar's
bonding glue from foundational blocks severed.
Home blest
love’s nest…
Dad leads
kind deeds…
Mom cares
grace shares…
Brod’s walk
props talk…
Sis dear
brings cheer…
Babe smiles
laugh styles…
Sibling
Bonding…
Each glows
peace flows…
All pray
let’s stay…
Oneness
firmness…
Faith flight
smites fright…
We cope
then hope…
Joys swell
works well…
Good health
great wealth…
Blest home
God’s dome
Fortress*
no stress!
*He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty. I will say of the LORD, He is my refuge and my fortress: my God; in him will I trust.
June 6, 2023
10th place, "NO 1241 NEW POEM ONLY" Poetry Writing Premiere Contest Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 9/7/2023
Unmet expectations damage your demanding mind,
your senses become the fast spreading wild fire.
Uncontrolled, it boils the blood of your intrinsic pride,
and as it flares up, it burns my gentle demeanor.
Its ferocity blazes the bonhomie of bonding chords,
my life turns into an urn filled with your ill feeling.
Your flashing eyes can’t conceal you seethe inside,
generate an inferno of malice for me in your heart .
The twisted tongue spills out your sentiments so sadistic,
smeared with the vicious venom of your malicious mind.
The scorched petals of my floral essence are dislodged
to feel the dreams turn into debris, suffering in silent pain.
I pray to God to give me the strength of tolerant psyche
and the acuity of empathetic acumen to sense that
“the only way out of the labyrinth of suffering is to forgive.”
So, the spontaneous spurt of imbibed divine forgiveness
emanates from the fountain of my benign soul,
and I perceive my genial mind evade the pangs of agony.
I want you to know that you will always be apart of my life
There's no one who could fill your shoes and fill them right
True we may have had our share of ups and downs
You would always be a treasure that I've looked for and found
You have left marks and signatures that became apart of me
You have helped me to learn this new person i came to be
You had patiently listened to me as I cried
You didn't try question me or ever ask why
You were able to understand me when no one else did
When I didn't want to talk I ran to you and hid
I had always shared with you things that I was ashamed of
Having relationships with others was never enough
They weren't able to learn me as a person the way you had
They didn't understand my silent words or able to make me laugh
We spoke with our eyes and knew each other's emotion
When it comes to different ideas we shared the same notion
I've was always accepted by you and was able to be myself
I would never find these exact qualities in anyone else