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M-ore than wealth and fame,
H-eaven is beyond compare;
A-side from the holy city,
Y-ou're richer than a billionaire.
H-ell is for the evil ones,
E-ternal life is for the virtuous,
R-ighteous ones are waiting,
M-ay first reveals the good news.
O-nce the time has ended,
S-alvation shall soon follow;
I-n the blink of an eye,
L-ord shall take away sorrow.
L-oneliness and aches are just things of the past;
A-lmighty God shall bring pure delight that will ever last.
A-lthough there are sacrifices,
C-ry, pain, and persecution;
I-nstead of losing your ground,
E-arnestly keep going on.
R-iches and prestige perish,
T-hings shall be burned in flame;
O-nly the gift of redemption is more than wealth and fame.
As I watch the sun descend from view,
cast shadows across the land anew,
Floating warehouses engulf the sky
thus the shadows never die.
The drones which fill the evening air,
aren’t drones of old to thus compare,
but silent, programmed to communicate,
delivering goods and never late.
The chip implant within my hand
is my identity, you understand,
encrypted with a micro currency
for transaction approval of efficient fluency.
The robots, just like silk to touch
for which nothing is too much
parade the house, each play their part
like humanoids devoid of heart.
From cars that fly to boats that hover;
with 3D printers, everything’s on offer,
from building houses, making repairs
to all items in need of spares.
We sleep in pods with medical guile
monitoring organs in high tech style.
Ageing, now a long lost plague
of a distance past so acutely vague.
The cell phone, an archaic relic
now holographic, almost psychedelic,
run your life, in complete control,
total dependency with no parole.
Vacations restricted not to Earth,
so choose the planet of your birth,
Venus, Mars even the moon
places you will visit soon.
But species die out day by day,
we can do nothing else but to pray,
for nature’s habitat must prevail,
not advancements which the humans hail.
Invitations have gone out to one and all,
On October 29 there'll be a ball.
It's Halloween inspired,
RSVP required,
To do so simply text, or tweet, or call.
Expectations for this year's event are high,
Preparations were begun in mid-July.
"Movie Monsters" is the theme,
And raw film footage will be seen.
At midnight "Dracula" suggests he may drop by.
The location is "The House on Haunted Hill",
"Frankenstein" said if he's free to come, he will.
"The Creature from the Black Lagoon"
Will join "The Mummy" for a tune,
And some hip-hop by "The Blob" is on the bill.
Other horror picture legends will be there,
And such appearances by some are very rare.
"The Fly", "The Thing", and "Nosferatu",
And if "The Phantom of the Opera" opts to,
This year's bash will be a smash beyond compare.
Disclaimer: Yes, dear readers, I realize Halloween is traditionally on Oct. 31, but that falls on a Monday this year, and Monday is not a good party night.
Is it not of him that his prints be made
Is it not of that to which he walked
To which his prints appear to lay
For that of the dust of his feet he reached
From the dust of his feet he made you and me
Oh' what beauty you see, as he bless that of you to me
That he blow like a mountain wind
That there was new life in the trees
For he gave unto the earth the people we see
Life's give and take from thee
But out of it all, he gives the greatest thing of all
And that's love from up high
Air he breathes as we flourish through the leaves
Like a snow of heavens love, he flourished rose of love
He soars from up high, to which he found to which lays
And that's of the heart to stay
As he had put a picture of heavens bless, to which had fallen an angel of heavens
best.
So next time you looking for that comets ride through, be sure you know what to do.
Because when the tail comes through, we know we had the best.
As we know it was that of a warm mist and sparkle, that my heart lay to rest.
That I have found the best and that’s Jesus and his love,
that none could even compare, to which was God’s love.
And that was pure heavenly love.
Breathless feelings, doubts defaulted
Praise for One who made me aware
Each twinkling, the gift of prayer
Raising souls so they’re exalted
Grace becomes the spirit’s promise
Breathless feelings, doubts defaulted
Hope the word of God has salted
Love won’t fail the doubting Thomas
Beauty beyond compare, God’s gift
Fears and tears His light assaulted
Breathless feelings, doubts defaulted
Worship, prayers, promise to lift
Dark despair His kindness halted
Where I am, He is my delight
I live to know of His insight
Breathless feelings, doubts defaulted
Awake, in the silence of the night, a sound is heard
Winds of change whisper heaven’s secret Word
Breaking free the chains that bind and enthrall
Declaring the call to rise and stand tall
With the dawn breaking, a new day's light
Illuminates paths previously out of sight
A shift in the cosmic battles unfold
Guiding us towards our futures yet untold
Seek and activate angelic intervention
To navigate life's complex situation
Trade moments of doubt and despair
For destinies, beyond compare
Call angels to descend, their might to bestow
Guiding us through life’s trajectory high and low
Embracing life’s crown with a heart full and light
Arise beyond ups and downs, reaching new heights
What worth was my work,
If I intended to cause a hurt,
Adjudged the best still a sad loser,
Model of success is beyond any measure,
Art in blood, zeal and hard work ,
All were certain, I surely will do wonders,
Yet one similar zest, also could plunder,
Disheartened, why should anyone surrender ,
Selfish and proudly I could never be,
Will exhibit my work to only a degree,
That would not mean to crush any ego,
And that didn't make anyone feel so low,
No art in world can ever compare,
Each artist has his own unique flair,
Why call it The perfect painting?
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Since I do have both eyes
Let me admire the world:
Its lines, lights and colors.
I will watch over the world leaders,
How did they come into power?
Find out the fate of their followers!
Since I do have a mouth
Let me eat and speak out.
I will talk about the leader’s corruption;
Compare with the people’s living condition!
Since I do have both ears
Let me hear the human and nature songs.
I will heed the leader’s dictating;
Listen to people’s weeping and tearing!
Since I am Alive
I wish to watch, to talk and to listen;
I want to savor freedom and human rights.
Let me choose the leader that I delight!
Dare to Compare Pen and Sword©
In days of lore a sword was held in hand
Not a vest strapped to a chest
Terror a very strong feeling of fear
How far this is to what Poets hold dear
In younger days terror was contained in a nightmare
Not a bomb or a threat carelessly sent everywhere
How different are they from you and I
Both looking upward into the sky
They have a mother and father too
Often than naught they don’t have a clue what
Their offspring is up to
We may write for many a reason
Though their cause is more likely to end in treason
All have feelings galore to share
Even if theirs seem like they don’t care
Here I sit and lament how another explosion to prevent
Looking for an answer that may be from higher up sent
So what is our role at times like this, is it to write about
Happiness and bliss or those that we will miss
Is it my task to ask you to ponder and pause
Or coach you into looking for another cause
Know that there is good in everyone whether you
Be a daughter or a son
So my request might be to pick up a pen to deliver your message
A passage or two to get you through to removing the vest from your chest
Andreas Simic©
Ode to the Slayer and the Mystic King
In realms of wonder, where magic's spun,
A Slayer walked, with heart aflame and bright.
With wit and charm, and a soul now won,
Beneath the king's gaze, her heart took flight.
With white light gifts, she wielded her might,
In mystic battles, she fought with gentle art.
Black love surrounded her, a beacon in the night,
Binding her to the king, a love that reached the heart.
Through trials and strife, they stood as one,
Their bond unbroken, like the morning dew.
With every test, their love had just begun,
Together they fought, for me and for you.
With R&B vibes, their passion ignited the air,
A sensual dance, with desire beyond compare.
Their love was real, with a depth so rare,
A treasure trove, that only they could share.
The magician's spell, could not contain,
The Slayer's strength, and the king's sweet refrain.
Their love shone bright, like a guiding star,
Illuminating the path, near and far.
With every challenge, they stood as a team,
Their love and trust, a mystic, surreal dream.
The king's dark love, outmatched all the rest,
For the Slayer's heart, was forever at his breast.
In this world of wonder, they found their delight,
In each other's arms, on a serene and mystic night.
Their love was the anchor, that held fast and strong,
A love that conquered, all the realms, all day long.
The Slayer and the king, a perfect blend,
Of magic, love, and adventure that never ends.
Their bond was the key, to a brighter day,
A love that shone, in a surreal, mystic way.
Thus let us cherish, this love so true,
A bond between two, a heart that's new.
For in their love, we find our own,
A reflection of the magic, that's forever sown.
Rhyme Scheme: ABCB
Mood/Tone: Serene
Imagery & Symbolism: Surreal
This ode captures the essence of the Slayer and the mystic king's love, amidst the backdrop of their magical world and their fight to stay together. The poem weaves a tale of love, adventure, and the strength of their bond, with a serene and surreal tone. The R&B vibes and sensual undertones are subtly woven throughout the poem, highlighting the desire and passion between the two characters.