Long Declaration Poems

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Social Anxiety

I think love is a lot like us.
In truth, it's hard.
At least for me. To reach into my heart and pull each thought
Like some sort of note, to resort to the most simplistic of notion.
It all seems so simple.
To walk up towards the one we love and tell them how we truly feel.
At least for me.
To be honest I don't think it's entirely the thought of being rejected.
But the actual declaration and the realization that everything that you hope and dream
stares back at you and it's not reciprocated where imagination meets reality.
At least for me.
Reaching back into my heart and scrambling around for another note.
The small things in an ocean of thought that could go wrong.
The sudden rush of thoughts that prevent such circumvention.
The first step of telling you that I love you.
At least for me.
Seeing your face again, makes it so much easier.
Knowing that you would never let me drown


Premium Member Pearl of Africa

A Winston churchill’s declaration
to a tiny nation situated in the dark continent
due to its magnificence and sight capturing habitat
only matched by the electrifying effect of its hospitality.

A country where wealth has long made a short call
and yet to return to where it is needed.
Starvation on Boda-bodas, perambulating across its communities
as a longing for good life is never satisfied.

Yet happiness supersedes lack
on a nation which is tree loving;
a global competitor in Bananas, pineapples and Avocados
and a home to extinction-kissing Gorillas.

Satisfaction from pan fried grasshoppers
equates the appetizing feel of Italian pizzas and Turkish Donas.
Gender division of labour quite one-sided
where men are roof installers and women, the actual builders.

No wonder, female engineers and contractors
have long attracted the norm in a society
which is in love with Bicycles
and buttoned by a twin dry seasons.

Bwindi and Mhahinga are major game reserves
but its stand out feature so unique
is the simple fact it’s the youngest country in the globe
with one in every two, fourteen or below.
Form: Ode

Premium Member Declarations of Love

Declarations of Love

It was a quiet moment under 
the starlit skies when these beautiful
 words were whispered to me:

He said,
“I declare, with sincerity, the shades 
of love dwelling in my heart for thee.
A declaration of pure and serene love
for you, my dearest love.
A precious gift sent to me from the
 stars above”.

And as the seasons changed, and 
time moved along, in a Valentine's 
Day card, he wrote:
“I pledge a love undying and 
profound,
A love where emotions and feelings 
know no bounds,
A Love as deep as the ocean’s depth,
where no distance or time could ever 
dim the eternal flame in my heart.
A love cherished from the very start”.

And during a period of separation, 
when the gossip started, doubts 
came along and tried to sway.
A letter arrived, and this was what 
he had to say,
“Like the mighty Oak rooted deep 
and firm, I will love you until the
 end and will take your name in my 
last breath. 
And If it were possible, I would love
you even after death”.
His words of reassurance as he was 
a thousand miles away.

During the separation, my love grew 
stronger and stronger, and when he 
returned, I confessed my feelings,
“From this moment, I give you my 
heart, for deep inside, the sweetest 
of love resides, a rare treasure.
So, hold on to it, for this token of 
love is beyond all measure”.

But sadly time and distance took
their toll, for in his warm brown 
eyes was a coldness and nothing 
of the old loving spark.
For in his eyes, I found my truth,
and at that moment we became two 
strangers, and the light in my heart
just went dark.


by Zyrool

Premium Member My God, Thank You For Granting Me Your Salvation

August 27 Scripture Meditations Based on Jonah 1-2

Key Verse – Jonah 2:9 But I will sacrifice unto thee with the voice of thanksgiving; I will pay that that I have vowed. Salvation is of the LORD. 
 
MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR GRANTING ME YOUR SALVATION

Thank You for granting me Your salvation from hell’s fire
By Your love that pulls my soul against evil mire
Making me assured of heaven when I physically expire---
Not doubting Your truths which never retire.

Thank You for granting me Your salvation from sin’s penalty
By Your grace that forgives my iniquity
Making me cleansed against idolatrous impurity---
Not staining Your goodness with my insecurity.

Thank You for granting me Your salvation from Satan’s destruction
By Your power that protects my redemption
Making me guarded toward righteousness’ intensification---
Not defying Your instructions’ declaration.

Thank You for granting me Your salvation from worldliness’ toxin-blight
By Your sanctification that purifies me to enjoy Your light
Making me settled unto holy works’ plight---
Not abandoning Your pardon delight.

Thank You for granting me Your salvation from selfishness’ entrapment
By Your guidance that directs my choice toward Your fulfillment
Making me satisfied in godly contentment---
Not disobeying Your commandment.

Thank You for granting me Your salvation from transgression’s enclosure
By Your deliverance that upholds my testimony against pressure
Making me enriched with divine treasure---
Not forgetting Your edifying worship pleasure.

Thank You for granting me Your salvation from religion’s bondage
By Your Word that illumines my mind against idolatry’s damage
Making me rescued toward scriptural freedom advantage---
Not limiting Your blessing-package.

August 27, 2022
Form: Rhyme

Rainbow Baby

Beloved of the Lord

Long before the prophets Isiah, Micah, Daniel, and Zechariah.

Long before the world knew of the son of man, Jesus, Christ, the King of Kings the great Messiah.

God found favor in the rainbow baby and develop a covenant with him.

Then it came to pass by God's holy declaration; that the rainbow baby will be the new king of Jerusalem.

God gave him the brilliant light of wisdom and righteousness during his nonage of no more than a tender score.

God gave him wisdom and complete understanding and great largeness of the heart like the sand on the seashore.

The Israelites blew horns and gathered in a cheerful rally.

He grew and ruled by the faithful hand of God and he was loved by many who praised him and compared him to the lilies of the valley.

For many years his wisdom set fire to the souls of mortal men.

His rare sagacity to them was agreeable, proposing, insatiable, and truthful and was chiseled to their encephalon and kept deep within.

This wonderful king of ole.
Who's skin was black as coal.
His head is as the finest as gold.
His locks are as bush and black as a raven.
He was a king of peace and a promised new haven



copyright 4/24/22


Premium Member Unwritten Pages, Untold Power

No more waiting for a cue,
I step into the spotlight, the script unwritten but mine, the hero of my own unfolding story.


The plot twists are mine to navigate, the victories mine to celebrate. When doubt knocks, I answer with courage; when fear whispers, I roar with resolve. My story is vibrant, raw, and relentlessly mine.

So watch me rise, watch me write, watch me live fully—because this is my tale, told boldly and beautifully, every step a declaration: I am the main character of my life.

I hold the pen; I craft the narrative that defines who I am.

I make is a verse in my poem, every step a line in my script. The plot twists? I write them

This story is mine to own—no extras, no understudies. I speak loud, act bold, and live with purpose because being the main character means walking forward with courage, carving my path with confidence. 

I am more than just a player in life’s theater—I am the author, director, and hero all at once. This is my story, and I’m ready to live it fiercely, unapologetically, and authentically.

Premium Member Pyrrhic Victory

PYRRHIC VICTORY*
 
Written for a friend who has cancer!



Who are you, oh Death?

Are you:

A friend 
Or 
A foe?

My liberation 
Or 
My condemnation?

The end of my troubles 
Or
The beginning of my tribulations?

The sunset of the temporal 
Or 
The dawn of the eternal?

Whoever you are, 
Unafraid before you I stand,
Waiting 
For the moment we meet face
To face.

If 
As a friend you come, in the middle of my
Peaceful sleep, 
With great joy, I will throw myself into your 
Cold arms, 

BUT

If 
You come in the form of an incurable 
Disease     
I will fight you with all my might,   
Yielding not, 
A single molecule of mine, to your voracious appetite, 
Without
A ferocious battle to give
 
Thus 

When your anticipated win ever comes-after
A billion battles- 
Your victory, Oh Death, a Pyrrhic one would be!



© Demetrios Trifiatis
  19 JANUARY 2014 



*When Pyrrhus, the king of Epirus, Greece, invaded Italy in 279 BC and engaged the Romans In the battle of Asculum he was victorious but at a great cost, for he lost a great part of his army! 
After the battle, he declared:  "If we are victorious in one more battle with the 
Romans, we shall be utterly ruined". It is from this declaration that the term 
"Pyrrhic victory" originates.
Form: Didactic

Premium Member The Christmas Slave

The Christmas Slave

I ponder these days as a lonely man wondering, why live?
 My slaves adore me, but they still fear me, oh why, dear God, why?
I sit near the fireplace in a darkened room with warm embers glowing and watching the dying fire dance on the windowpane.
I begin to stare out through the frosted window watching the majestic snowfall.
Still pondering on my melancholy woos when a messenger knocked on my door.
My Butler opened the creaking door, a rush of cold air and snow ushered in.
With my Butler besides me there stood the messenger I know with a slave I recently purchased and I begged them to come in.
They dressed her in warm but ragged clothes, in chains and with her head bowed, then I saw the sorrow of her demeanor which overtook me, and I felt despondent.
I called for my Butler to take her and clean her up with appropriate clothing and unchain her.
The Butler presented her to me, and I noticed a warm and vibrant aura about her.
I wondered, what does this mean, why does her presence tug at my soul?
I asked her name, and she said it’s Gabriel as her smile radiated its beauty throughout my house, and with that, I was well Pleased.
It moved me so that I called for my Butler and made a declaration that when I die, my slaves will be free and inherit this property.
The Butler took down my declaration, and I signed it.
Gabriel, straighten up, smiled, and she began to transform.
I was in awe, wonder and fear, but then I saw this beautiful Angel known as Gabriel.
I fell to my knees to honor her.  She said to me Rise oh wonderful and kind man, for the Lord saw favor in you, and I am here to take you home.
Oh, what great joy, then I saw my Butler cry and begging me not to go.
But I must go, so you can live free, have an abundance for your families
and the Lord will bless you.

 I died this day, December 24 1813.

Premium Member MY IDENTITY 2-

So be it this I decree 
Such this declaration of spiritual identity
As and connection to the divine!
Soul I am

Soul I am His He belongs to me
This my true identity 
Oneness with the universe
 "promised by the water...part of my makeup"
Soul on-physical essence: "I am energy",
 "I am light", "I am fire" my Father's  desire;


I who am timelessness "no beginning", "no end"
"embediment of Elohim", "my grand creator"
I acknowledge my spiritual nature,
 transcending physical form my Father adorns;
My essence is eternal, infinite, and divine;
I recognize mine connection to Elohim, the Creator;
Declaration soul echoes,
Former ancient spiritual traditions;
Affirming mine generational promises and premises;


Unity with the universe,
 (water, energy, light, fire);
Timeless, non-physical existence;
Mine divine heritage;
This affirmation guides me,
on spiritual journeys;
Reflections


Elohim, the Hebrew word for God, 
creation and divine power.
Water symbolizes transformation, 
flowing renewal,  spiritual growth;
Energy, light, and fire represent;
Those the divine spark within,
Shining so my light!
If invisible means intangible and intangible;
And infallible I am light energy, My true identity!

9/19/24
Written by James Edward Lee Sr 2024

Undercover

People ask why? Why do you express?,
Why do you wear your heart on your chest?,
Why do you even bother to explain?,
When people already know, don't you think it's a waste?,
Yet, I have always believed, we must be reminded,
We repeatedly re-member, in order to guide us,
What some see as simple, or sounds stupid to say,
Must be replanted in our hearts to remind us again,
We are a habit forming people, we repeat all the time,
That jolt brings us back, it reconstructs our mind,
We look back at our choices, we look back on our mistakes,
It monitors our growth, we check our hearts this way,
I believe anything I share, I need to hear it too,
I say it out of love for me and for you,
Words that come from the soul matter in this life,
Whether or not they sound wrong or right,
It's the breath of freedom that uncovers the truth,
A declaration of the heart concerning the next step we choose,
So I'll take that constructive criticism, that perspective, that idea,
It may not concern me at the moment, but it might next year,

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