Long Clear signs Poems
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5. Do Muslims believe he performed miracles? YES
Muslims, like Christians believe Jesus performed miracles. But these were performed by the will and permission of God, Who has power and control over all things.
"Then will God say: ‘O Jesus the son of Mary! recount My favor to you and to your mother. Behold! I strengthened you with the Holy Spirit (the angel Gabriel) so that you did speak to the people in childhood and in maturity. Behold! I taught you the Book and Wisdom, the Law and the Gospel. And behold: you make out of clay, as it were, the figure of a bird, by My leave, and you breathe into it, and it becomes a bird by My leave, and you heal those born blind, and the lepers by My leave. And behold! you bring forth the dead by My leave. And behold! I did restrain the children of Israel from (violence to you) when you did show them the Clear Signs, and the unbelievers among them said: ‘This is nothing but evident magic' (5:110).
6. Do Muslims believe in the Trinity? NO
Muslims believe in the Absolute Oneness of God, Who is a Supreme Being free of human limitations, needs and wants. He has no partners in His Divinity. He is the Creator of everything and is completely separate from His creation.
God says in the Quran regarding the Trinity:
"People of the Book (Jews and Christians)! Do not exceed the limits in your religion, and attribute to God nothing except the truth. The Messiah, Jesus, son of Mary, was only a Messenger of God, and His command that He conveyed unto Mary, and a spirit from Him. So believe in God and in His Messengers, and do not say: ‘God is a Trinity.' Give up this assertion; it would be better for you. God is indeed just One God. Far be it from His glory that He should have a son. To Him belongs all that is in the heavens and in the earth. God is sufficient for a guardian" (Quran 4:171).
As each day passes, I see the promise made by Christ being fulfilled,
in a world where the tumultuous days of the end of history seem to be shortened
for the sake of the chosen, for if He did not intervene, no one would remain
unharmed by the decay of the empire of darkness spreading everywhere.
Madness sets in, engulfing humanity in every domain,
in character, in mind, in life, a severe degradation of human conscience,
the atrocities and slaughter of innocents, children and Gaza are clear signs
that the promise from Thessalonians is being fulfilled, for as
the Spirit of the Lord withdraws from the world, only empty shells called humans remain,
the void left by the Spirit being immediately filled by the demonic spirit that destroys everything in its path.
It only needs that which restrains it now to be taken out of its way.
We know what follows, for as the withdrawal of the Holy Spirit from the world
approaches its end, the Antichrist will rise, whom only the blind do not see,
just as God said it would be: and then the lawless one will be revealed.
People, taken over by this demonic spirit,
in their madness place their hope in all sorts of political and religious leaders,
in technology, in artificial intelligence, in anything other than
the only way to salvation, Christ, like a flame in a moonless night,
His light remains steadfast, even as the shadows stretch further,
for in darkness, only a spark
can ignite hope, and that spark is Him, the Savior.
Thus, in the silence that envelops the world, an echo is heard,
calling us to look beyond the apparent vanity,
to turn towards the light that does not fade, to cling
to the promise of eternal life, for in Christ remains
our true salvation, even when all seems lost.
Note chaos that swirls in empty shades;
Observe and see the rowdy waves;
Infux of twirls of muddles made;
Sense faint beauty that comes dares to brave;
Empty this whirl that shouts to trade.
Charm feels a sway as passion flings;
Hope primes the path to help you grow;
Offer to play with rhymes you spring;
Invoke fun stuff that steal the show;
Cheer funds wise stray with joy that sings;
Explore enough the course of flow.
Vouch for the lines of thought and feel;
Opt to just say what heart knows well;
Ink now refines words that reveal;
Calmness portrays the cast that dwells;
Express clear signs to forge appeal.
Cheer speaks softly of pleasant ploys;
Aim to be still in mystic core;
Look now gently as peace employs;
Mind, heart and will can surge grand store.
Be a great soul with a true heart;
Abide in grace that raptures bliss;
Love frames the whole in end and start;
Meet face to face in "All That Is."
Pray not to prey upon false need;
Sense a deep greed that covets things;
Align your play with touch that seeds;
Look beyond need to hurl fond flings;
Meet divine days with ample feed.
Love is the way to meet each cause;
Incite your heart to know the way;
Value each stay in your life's course;
Extend each start in touch and sway.
Live your fond quest in mundane strands;
Offer to be your best version;
Vouch beyond tests to mark your stand;
Embrace and see your sure vision.
Love what you do and laugh with cheer;
Align your space with timely zest;
Urge wit in you to spark things clear;
Give jest sure place as pun frees quest;
Humour hurls due finesse that steers.
Leon Enriquez
13 May 2014
Singapore
(Dedication: For Soupers, and all who struggle
to create poetry, have faith and keep writing.
The muse awaits your passionate writes.)
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Late hours preside, I sit and write;
Feel thoughts collide: surge of new cites.
Night shadows hide, I string my thoughts;
Words now abide: sway beyond plot.
Electrons swirl, cyberspace pen,
Feelings stir twirl: I craft word span.
Connect the dots, hurl feelings far;
Words fill each lot: dance with the stars.
Blank canvas here, my paintbrush tints;
Unleash most clear: imagine mints.
Verse in free form, lines with sure rhymes;
Rhythm frees norm: frame poetic chimes.
Seek then the light, heed write and theme;
A sanguine sight: a vivid dream.
Write can reveal, thoughts cast in lines;
Feel urge reveal: plain words sublime.
So share your lines, let goodness grow;
Seek the divine: cast words that show.
Create a space, go beyond time;
Glimpse beyond face: charm feeds fond rhymes.
Once upon urge, surge of clear signs;
Symbols now merge: play beyond grime.
Usher a feed, plant a bold seed;
Nurture a need: feel cites fine reed.
Music strings feel, fling words that flame;
Poetry can heal: purge ugly blame.
Sun and shadow, no weather bars;
Verse now follows: let nothing mar.
No one can stop the flow of verse;
Yes drop by drop: oceans observe.
Now pen your thoughts, words on paper;
Design word spot: feel verse flutter.
Leon Enriquez
07 September 2014
Singapore
Jake was trying not to think of kittens, or fluffy tailed cats.
He’d been dreaming of them since he’d seen one in the salt flats.
His wife wanted a dog, but cats were the creatures for him.
He knew their chances for an agreement were decidedly slim.
Not cats, not cats, not cats, he chanted, as he walked to work.
Someone in a luxury car nearly ran him down. The big jerk!
He saw them on stoops, behind garbage cans, and one near a tree.
Altogether that morning he counted six hundred and three.
One who understood omens and clear signs from Alaska, Gnome,
Jake wondered what would happen if one followed him home.
He was whistling big now, singing “Cat Baby Don’t You Cry”
When he happened to hear a loud sorry meow way up in the sky.
What to his wandering blue non-looking-cat-eyes should appear?
But a fluffy beautiful minx cat whose brown eyes were full of fear.
He told her to jump, but she was way too fearful to comply.
So he bought a ladder that reached nearly up to the sky.
He got up there and got that cat, saving its life.
It did not appreciate it nor want to go home to his wife.
Then he tried to take the ladder back to get his money.
But they refused to take it, so he took that home to his honey.
Sometimes people tend to search for happiness on all the wrong places, when their back is against the wall that when you see all the terrible faces, where friendships are tasteless, love is waste less. Words come fast but are swallowed to forget, but comes right up to being a regret. Search you wont find, failure is constant in the mind, looking for clear signs, laugh to hide the cry. When is it worth the fight? Head so troubled at night. Who's wrong, Who's right? When ears tune you out from new insight. Closed minded, cold heart, selfish to something that once was there, the fear if rejection leaves you in a blank stare. Closed mouths don't get fed, but wondering eyes will get this message read. Somehow you seek defeat, the battle is already won. Heart beating triple fast like hearing the shot from a gun. Bite the bullet shadowed by pride, you can run but you cant hide. Greatness is easy to come by when your surrounded by followers, try to stand on your own first to see if your actions are thrown up by swallowers. Misery loves company, fakeness loves a crowd, searching for the real in you has never been found . Try and GPS this and see where it goes, nothing but a red stain on a white robe.
Her skin silken, like soft chiffon in the break of morn,
encompassed in her essence I shall never escape-
Her pulchritude magnificent, I shall always adorn,
exult only in the silhouette of her delicate nape.
Under the tangerine sun our vows were sworn,
resurrected in a chasm of love, I was reborn.
She’s my impetus motivation when my muse declines,
bestowing opulence and fortunate inspiration-
I sought redemption and see all the clear signs,
for she brings me a blazing and passionate sensation.
God has made so many blueprints, so many designs,
that’s why I bow to Him as our universe shines.
Seems so many have made a mockery of our affection,
not seen the excellence and marvel in our bond-
They’ve made vicarious noise spoken in imperfection,
for how can they chain a love so rare and fond?
Our splendor resides in our perpetual connection,
we shall always be bound by heaven’s protection.
Eight Word Challenge
John Hamilton
August 166, 2018
Heaven Sending Clear Signs Of Hope's Return
(Sweet Hope Returns)(Part Two)
Solitary ray of light breaks grey dawn's pain,
flowing smoothly with emerging cool breeze.
Am I dreaming or truly going insane?
Is this apparition just another tease?
Confidence grows as majestic sun breaks through,
heaven sending clear signs of Hope's return.
That precious moment dear, I thought only of you
and just how once fiercely our great love did burn!
Songbirds soon began chirping softest tunes.
Life danced gaily through broad swaying trees.
Then I pictured you dancing under glowing moons,
blessed answer to sincere, desperate pleas.
Time flew, I saw Hope had freed my aching heart.
Night came, you came, ending our sad months apart.
Robert J. Lindley, 5-06-2017
Sonnet( 11,10,12,11)
Syllables Per Line: 11 10 12 11 0 11 10 12 11 0 11 10 12 11 0 11 11
Total # Syllables: 154
Total # Words: 106
Part two of -- Hope and its greatest treasures,,,,,
P = Peace comes to call, peace knows the way;
O = Open your heart, open your mind;
E = Embrace life's gall, embrace life's sway;
T = Truth fits all parts, truth helps you find;
R = Reach beyond falls, reach beyond play;
Y = Yield to sure art, yield to clear signs.
S = Sense what you see, sense what you touch;
O = Opt for good cheer, opt for clear poise;
U = Urge wants to be, urge knows so much;
P = Play lives right here, play feeds fond choice.
V = Voice fragrant words, voice cheery stuff;
E = Expect bold joy, expect kind thoughts;
R = Reap reasons heard, reap tensions tough;
S = Sow play and ploy, sow plot and lot;
E = Endow song bird, endow enough;
S = Speak words that toy, speak ideas sought.
N = Note how you feel, note how you sing;
O = Offer to heal, offer to fling;
W = Word fond appeal, word joy that springs!
Leon Enriquez
Monday, 10 Feb 2014
Singapore
Seek to know
Fast and slow
How love shows
Seek to see
What may be
Soul set free
Seek the truth
That firms proof
In deep grooves
Seek love here
In these spheres
Through kind cheer
Seek the best
To forge quest
In full zest
Seek in kind
Peace of mind
In clear signs
Seek the way
To live play
Night and day
Seek as such
More and much
In wise touch
Seek to style
Cheer that smiles
All this while
Seek warm urge
That floods surge
With plain purge
Seek true joy
As you toy
With ***** ploys
Seek to stay
Voice that pays
Love each day
Seek wise worth
In sure birth
To word mirth
Seek the end
As start trends
Round life's bend
Seek grand grounds
To be found
Round and round
Leon Enriquez
13 December 2016
Singapore