Long Command Poems

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God Answers Job With Questions

Who is this that speaks words without knowledge?
My friends argue they’ve learned it from life’s college.

Where were you when the earth I created?
That’s one question we have NEVER debated.

Would you as you wife suggest, curse me and die?
Shall we accept good from God and not evil? Not I.

Can you command the oceans where to stop?
No, I just drive the oxen who plow my crop.  

Have the gates of death been revealed to you?
Not really, but I’ve suffered misfortune out of the blue.

Will you cast blame, my power to deny?
I spoke once, no twice, but now I cannot reply.

Would you defend yourself and condemn Me?
I have heard with my ears, but now I see.

Admitting fault, can you now trust My will?   
In dust, I repent, your truth to distill. 

Are you willing to offer sacrifice for your friends?
Yes, my Lord, and I will pray for their forgiveness.

Do you believe I could restore your worth?
Yes, my Redeemer, you rule on this earth.

April 19, 2021, revised July 31, 2021
Form: Couplet


Ancient Battle

I am endlessly groping among these ancient ruins,
Trying to dodge all these hedges and thorny vines strewn.
I am searching for an ancient artifact, only aided by the moon.
The night has now turned into a pensive day,
Yet, amid this solemn lonely gloom, my day is still a day away.

I am seeking under the sun, amid my pain,
Trying not to come undone, for this is my refrain,
Crying out to my Father, under the pouring rain.
There is no end for me, to my mighty ceaseless praying.
Why is this cruel fight, one so hard to make right?

I am in this saying, “Father, end this nightmare,
So I can start living my primeval day.
No more night demons, so I can be forgiven today!”
I close my eyes and crumble, dropping to my demise,
Calling it quits, I’m sure I’ve lost the sacred prize.

But my Mentor is wise, calling me up from the skies,
Exhorting me He says, “It’s enough, I’ll compromise.
I will save you, as you willingly, faithfully, humbly, sacrifice your life.
Give it to me as a sign, and I will give you Mine.
You’ve given your very best to pass this test, now I’ll bless you through all the rest.”

So with sword and shield in hand,
I yield to my Master’s command.
Together we face this eminent battle land,
As He clears the way through sordid foliage, and slipping sand.
We now proceed straight forward, to a higher place.

He is here now, where I finally behold His face!
I feel His love and light, and know His full amazing grace!
I now know what it means, to truly let go.
We march on through the murky marsh,
Searching for this sacred ancient place of grace.

I know this artifact, is one of ancient design, a pearl of most exquisite white.
A symbol of love, Spirit and holy light,
Hidden deep down, well under ground.
An ancient treasure of sacred worth,
Serving as a sacred token portal, to return home from earth.

Master, only with Thee will I go, for only Thy true great name saves.
I’ll catch on and take hold of Thy soul, to never let go!
On our Father’s Majesty, His right hand, Thou takes all godly control, to accomplish Thy perfect role.
With newness of ways, we live in the promised and saving days.
For now is the time of the great redeeming, the fulfilling of the ancient battle ablaze!

Premium Member Explosively Sweet and Spontaneous

What can I say, how can I say it?
I know, but I know not much
I remember, but I remember not all
I wasn’t confused only engrossed
I didn’t go mental just intoxicated
a delusional reality and practical evidence not believed
yet, too delicious to simply forget and ignore.

The staged madness, acted fight
the dirty talks, voracious confrontations
the tearing of clothes, rushing of body parts
the intensity’s stampede and lustful acceleration
combine to create a ring of fire
accepting the action of an erotic volcano.

The mind is still in shock
and words stuck in a hanging elevator.
aggression hardly mingles with sweetness
raging fire not a familiarity to beauty
but reverse is the case in such a master class
as the whole of nature stands still
to prepare the honours of our sexual manifestations.

Creating air squeezing sounds from my lips on her meaty flesh
from toe to knee in a famished fashion
while my hands plough her thighs
way up to her chest’s body guards
propagate deep mourns of her susceptible acceptance
transferred to the curiosity of my weapon.
and the majesty of such an erotic presence
is added by the oily friction of both skins.

All muscles in their hundreds are at work
it’s incomprehensible to know the brain isn’t in command
all charges are at their peak
iIt’s unimaginable to know the electricity wasn’t felt
climax is reached, sweat and panting noticed
but are well deserved awards
of a sweet play governed by the rules of violence.

Premium Member Waiting For Imbolq

These days belong to snow and cold.
The leaden heart, the ashen skies
Conspire with the dark
That steals the hours daily
Settles us into unquiet peace.

Showing sense,
Creatures burrow down into their dens
Slip into their deathlike sleeps.

If we could, we'd follow them,
Down into our inner deeps
To dream away the darkness
'Til the first new leaf awakens, unfolding
To greet the first green day again.

But this is not our way,
So we walk, half conscious,
Treading lightly as we can;
Our Mother resting now,
This is the time to wait
The time to watch over her,
To stand sentinel beside her Consort,
That wildeyed one who fills the shadows,
Burns in blackness between the stars
That shine like ice in silent, absolute Command.

When the Christians hold their Candlemas
We'll light our tapers too.
Within ourselves and across the lands
The light will spread
As the neverending game of Life and Death,
Of Love and Loss,
Is taken up again.

The Wheel rolls on,
My Brethren, my Loves -
Even in the silent dark.

Whisper to one another the words you'll wish you'd said, later
One to another through the sleeping silence
'Til Imbolq comes, my Brethren,
'Til Imbolq comes, my Loves.

Premium Member Lord God, You Are My Sovereign Authority

September 30 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on Luke 20-21

Key Verse – Luke 20:8 And Jesus said unto them, Neither tell I you by what authority I do these things. 

LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY SOVEREIGN AUTHORITY			
	

Lord God, You are my sovereign Authority 
for my fruitful spirituality
Thank You for Your truthfulness of divine majesty
So that I can speak well according to Your Word’s immutability
While testifying about Your granted assured salvation’s certainty.

Lord God, You are my sovereign Authority for my productive discipleship
Thank You for Your inheritance You’ve promised within Your fellowship
So that I can labour in my vineyard as proof of my stewardship
While working through Your power, submitting to Your leadership.

Lord God, You are my sovereign Authority 
for my effective teaching
Thank You for Your wisdom instilling in me Biblical precepts through preaching
So that I can learn in mentoring to others with Your principles, so enriching
While imparting Your statutes for life-building midst out-reaching.

Lord God, You are my sovereign Authority 
for my accountable worthiness
Thank You for Your guidance directing me toward worshipful faithfulness
So that I can abide in Your standards against alluring worldliness
While walking along Your paths of holiness.

Lord God, You are my sovereign Authority 
for my everlasting victory
Thank You for Your grace drawing me near Your glory
So that I can combat spiritual poverty and moral penury
While sharing with Your compassion triumphant Gospel story.

Lord God, You are my sovereign Authority 
for my fulfilled Scriptural assignment
Thank You for Your blessings toward my ministerial enablement
So that I can do my best to overcome frustrations’ detriment
While exalting Your name in my faith-propelled accomplishment.

Lord God, You are my sovereign Authority 
for my helping hand
Thank You for Your strength upholding my servanthood stand
So that I can satisfy sacrificial demand as response to Your command
While abiding in Your design which You perfectly planned.

September 30, 2023
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Vanity of Vanities

'Vanity of vanity, all is vanity... and chasing after wind'
    evokes a mood of despair, precious few grins
  Ecclesiastes is read in most synagogues on Sukkoth
    though it might not win any congregants' votes

  Yet after chasing rainbows and riches throughout his life
    King Solomon, who after all, married hundreds of wifes
  Came to the conclusion that most eventually do
    Our fortune is there in our home, right in plain view...

  Be kind, do good deeds for others
    All men are your brothers
  Fear God and fulfill His every command ~
    The ultimate purpose of Man




  ______________________________________________
  Notes: The first line above is quoted from Ecclesiastes 1:1.
             The last two lines above are taken from 12:13. 

  The Festival of Sukkoth (rhymes with 'boat') begins 20 
  minutes before sundown, Sunday, Oct. 09, and (the first
  part) ends 45 - 90 minutes after sunset on Tuesday, Oct. 11
  (There is an 'intermediate portion' of the Festival from Tues-
  day night through next Sunday afternoon, followed by a con-
  cluding Festival, Shemini Atzereth, from Sunday evening 
  through Tuesday night next week. (And yes, it can get con-
  fusing, esp. with a Sabbath during the intermediate days).
Form: Couplet

Premium Member The Class Ending

It is that season again 
When men are men 
In the upper class ready to defend 
Their social status as leaders 
With innocent images of being sweeter
Finding ladies to be courted 
Despite not being able to afford it 
Girls flip the magazine pages 
While their beaus make their wages 
For one evening out 
Acting mature looking good no doubt 
They call it a formal dance where the chivalry carries the gentlemen lance 
Escorting their ladies 
Who were childhood mate tees 
Filled with beauty talk they have that certain walk 
Onto the dance floor 
Innocent romance in store 
Prom night is here and trying not to sneer 
Since it is good bye to friends 
After thirteen years together in one community of academic social mends 
It is your stand, your plan to take command 
Kids no more saying kindly adult hood open the door
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member FAITH IN GOD WHO SEES ALL THAT WE DO

April 24 Faith in God Bible Meditations Based on 2Kings 9-11
 
Key Verse – 2Kings 9:26 Surely I have seen yesterday the blood of Naboth, and the blood of his sons, saith the LORD; and I will requite thee in this plat, saith the LORD. Now therefore take and cast him into the plat of ground, according to the word of the LORD.
	
FAITH IN GOD WHO SEES ALL THAT WE DO	

God sees all that we do in our humility
While we seek Him, our earnest priority… 
Here we are with our faith submitting to His wise authority 
Truly, needing Him for our spirituality of blest functionality.

God sees all that we do in our determination
While we persevere by His building-up for our transformation… 
Here we are with our faith yielding to His direction 
Truly, thanking Him for His love toward our perfection.

God sees all that we do in our servanthood
While we fulfill His command in the best way we could… 
Here we are with our faith obeying Him, as such is indeed good 
Truly, sacrificing with commitment we have understood.

God sees all that we do in our personal moments
While we pray to Him, especially when our soul laments… 
Here we are with our faith expressing our heart’s sentiments 
Truly, clinging to Him for He surely knows our individual predicaments.

God sees all that we do in our holiness’ fight
While we honour Him, esteeming Him with delight… 
Here we are with our faith overcoming doubt, despair, fright 
Truly, abiding in Him for our triumphant flight for what is right.

God sees all that we do in our weakness
While we depend on Him to lift us in our weariness… 
Here we are with our faith relying on His helpfulness 
Truly, leaning on Him against failure’s hopelessness.

God sees all that we do in our stewardship
While we labour for Him in His partnership… 
Here we are with our faith enjoying His workmanship
Truly, praising Him since He inspires us around His fellowship.

April 24, 2025
Form: Quatrain

Flaming Horse

walking on fire I am close to the storm dreaming of taking over the world. rain ignites my spirit to soar toward the sky. Under the earth I ascend to mountains to defy all alive. You might be blind but I started to cry and screaming in silence might have just saved my life. The whole world could hear my screams of losing my hope and destroying my dreams. You must never give up your hope for the world and trust that to get ahead actions must come. I saw pain and destruction on my soul I begged to see I was already home. He is alive in me tonight using my words to save my life. A horse on fire to destroy the sky instead exploded into powerful sights. I dreamed I united the whole world under my command brought peace on earth and saved life in all the lands. Trusting in my friends I accepted the life I am charged to never surrender the light.

Maya

Oh Maya, you are so cute and beautiful,
Dancing like a damsel around me.
I came here with a definite hope,
Of winning you without a delay.

Oh Maya, showing your softness and grace,
You delude me and made me a slave.
But whenever I woke from my dream,
I fight feverishly for winning you.

Oh Maya, you are so pure and adorable,
As a golden vision for my eyes.
I came here with a supreme will,
Of winning you without a delay.

Oh Maya, putting many obstacles around me,
You bar me from any future progress.
But whenever I woke from my sleep,
I hurl myself striving to break through.

Oh Maya, you are so nice and lovable,
As goddess of pleasure for my senses.
 I came here to be your husband,
To control you and command you.

Oh Maya, like a moth flying against the flame,
You drag me to pleasures of life.
And I searched for happiness everywhere
But standing here futile and vain.

Oh Maya, now my time is gone forever,
Without finding any space for my leg.
The cause and effect is drawing their clutches,
And here I die, crippled and cheated.

Oh Maya, like the Christ I will resurrect,
And come back here to continue the fight.
And one day I will win your heart,
And make you my wife for ever and ever. 




Comment : Actually it is not meant to be written as merely a love story.. This poem is based on Indian Philosophy. The union which is described is between 'Prakrithi' (The nature) and 'Purusha' (The Individual Soul). The individual soul manifested has an aim to conquer her-The Nature and his effort is continuing..



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