Long Defends Poems

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The Greatest Support Network

When things seem they just not sitting right
and you carn't sleep at night,
who's the best person you can turn too where can you go?
even closest friends can break a persons  trust this we all know,
we can rely on no one who do things to  their  own accord
our true support comes only from the Lord,
he smiles when we are happy
he weeps when we are sad
he is the best friend anyone has ever had,
he defends us when we are weak
he comes close to us when it's him we seek,
he is never too tired or  weary too
he is always ready to help you,
so if you feeling a little low  and off colour
and need a little perk
 Jesus will always be the greatest support network. 

We all have our off days when we don't feel up too anything but Jesus is always there when 
others are not able to be, he is the one who never lets us down. every second of every day 
he helps us in every single way.  Amen

For all God's promises have been fulfilled in Christ with a resoundind "yes!" and through 
Christ our Amen " ( which means yes") ascends his glory.  (2 corinthians 1 vs 20_ 
 22, )   he always does what he says. Amen
Form: Rhyme


General Mud

Best of them fail to plan safe retreat, 
Napoleon and Hitler both were hit, 
Both marooned in marshlands— 
Ukraine sure well defends, 
General Mud doing its mighty bit! 
________________________________ 
Happenings |02.03.2022| Limerick 

Poet’s Note: Marshlands formed by melting snow can thwart mightiest of armies. In 1812 Napoleon’s army got bogged down in it on its way back. The same fate awaited Hitler on his march to Moscow more than a century later, and later still, Russia’s counter offensive in 1943. Yet, those that fail to learn from history….., we know what happens. What Russian invaders did, one lone general called Mud might undo. Let’s wait and watch.
Form: Limerick

Premium Member PRAISE BE TO GOD WHO DELIGHTS IN US

February 17 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on Numbers 14-15

Key Verse – Numbers 14:8 If the LORD delight in us, then he will bring us into this land, and give it us; a land which floweth with milk and honey.

PRAISE BE TO GOD WHO DELIGHTS IN US	

Praise be to God for delighting in us:
Bringing us into a land which flows with milk and honey
Binding us against rebellion and fear from the heart
Blessing us with His mercy, power and pardon midst hope 
Binding us up by His glory and miracles so heavenly
Blocking us from murmurings and wasteful wonderings toward faith-hoisting

Numbers 14:9 Praise be to the Lord Who defends us while 
He warns us not to rebel against Him when we: 
Fear not Him reverentially, but our foes frantically
Fail to recognize our foolishness
Focus on our own rights to have fine food of worldly flavour
Fight and respect not our Almighty Father 
Find rest in our arrogant flesh

Numbers 15:3 Praise be to the Saviour for instructing us and 
commanding us to offer a sacrifice of sweet savour unto Him in:
Performing our best service
Preparing our blissful spirit
Practicing our blessed stewardship 
Presenting our balanced stature
Perfecting our bountiful stewardship 
Proving our braced-up steadfastness 
Persisting in our biblical standards.  Amen!

February 17, 2024

Premium Member My Angel

Make what you will, make what you say;
Yes in a sigh, yes in a touch:
Apt this reveal, apt this portray;
Need mimes a high, need moves so much;
Give all you can, give all you plan;
Endow this space, endow this rhyme;
Lust now attends, lust now defends.
See this vain trace, see this odd time;
Urge sense to grow, urge pain to ooze;
Blessings of peace, blessings of cheer;
Love fashions flow, love follows cruise;
Indulge fond ease, indulge thoughts here;
Meet the stray wit, meet the stray breeze;
Expound each bit, expound each sneeze.





Leon Enriquez
11 October 2014
Singapore
Form: Sonnet

Premium Member Always And Forever

Love does not retreat,
Stands firmly a pillar!
Protector of the fold -- 
Defends, fiercely harbors -- 

Soul’s physician and
Healer – love, before
The first heartbeat and
Will carry into eternity
Come our sphere’s final.  

Love is lavishly devoted. 

Serves a higher nature while 
Keeping compassion for man’s 
Lesser -- 
        Blossoms, 
                  Attracts and
Elevates, a concentrated messenger
Of Divine Presence infinitely evolving
Purest manifestation -- 

The crucifixion, a cruel example!  

Christ~ Love’s perfect personification!  

Universal love, creation’s ever expanding
All-Mighty Physical/Spiritual Objective -- 
 
When everything else fails, love will be 
There to pick up man’s calamity
Pieces.  Creator and redeemer.  Love is always
And forever.  Both Captor and Liberator.


SELF MADE MAN SUCCESS




I know who this man of means is... 
I know who this man is 
with so many poses and possessions... 
This corporate man. 
incorporated, all bodied... 
I know his intimate afflictions, 
his fears and his needs... 
I know his struggle not to be a living legend, 
But a real man... 
Not to become an icon so not to lose, 
his legacy of humanity...! 
I know he knows the evil  do, perpetrate 
this easy... 
He knows the cruel trap that 
brings unhappiness... 
He knows the deep boredom 
of having everything, possessing everything... 
Hw knows about morbid desires 
from the enemies who want to naked him suffer... 
From the eagerness of the false to enjoy 
his flashes, possessions and attributes! 
I know who this man boy is, 
bold warrior who fights and toils 
so as not to lose simplicity...! 
I  that know this simple side well 
of complicated life... the normal way 
of taking things... I declare and affirm: 
I am a friend who defends this person 
and his integrity... 
His honesty !

Premium Member I Write Poetries

kept in the dark
through a crack in the wall
i’ve seen the ray of sun

my heart longs to burst
silenced forever

my soul yearns to soar
imprisoned since
the beginning of time

i write poetries
because my words
need a voice

even in the void of silence
launched into the universe
my voice reverberates loud

whether or not
anyone cares to hear it
i’ve said my bit
my part is done

my pen is the sword
that defends my garden
from the overgrown weeds
out to smother
what makes me unique

I write poetries
to no longer live
in the shadows
of silence

i write poetries
because i have
something to say



Published in PoetrySoup's second anthology "PS: It's Still Poetry - An Anthology of Contemporary Poetry from Around the World" Paperback – January 1, 2022

Read on air by invitation  ~  April 7, 2021  'LATE NIGHT POETS'

AP: Honorable Mention 2021

Submitted on August 30, 2022 for contest I WRITE BECAUSE sponsored by ANOUCHEKA GANGABISSOON  -  RANKED 5th

Premium Member Oh, I Have a Dream



          
               
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That I can dance all night.
That my family remains patriotic and defends each of our Bill of Rights!
That all my friends have integrity above all else.

                   
                        Oh, I have a dream

That all children grow well and can think for themselves.
That all will know the dignity of work.
That all nations realize it's God who controls this earth.

                         Oh, I have a dream

That people find friends who love and respect them.
That we all learn humility and love.
That we all will find the most joy, when seeing the face of God!

                     February 20, 2020
                           3pm PST
Form: Rhyme

famous literature

Famous literature?


This Saturday, like many others, I got up late
it was almost ten, my hands trembled, 
low blood sugar
I can live with diabetes while keeping the balance
watching what I eat and drink
Last night, fed up with the fake news on TV 
where politicians spoke about how bad Russia was and
their undying love for Ukraine while secretly longing
for the days before the North Stream
 was blown 
up by the Americans, helped by the Norwegian Navy
Jens Stoltenberg, the General sec, A Norwegian
is nothing but an errand for the USA's interest 
I picked up a book that was said to be thrilled by 
John Grisham 
After reading 23 pages, I felt like I was reading a recipe
the hero is a lawyer who defends a man accused 
of murder, but we already know he is innocent
so why? Not so the dastardly prosecution wants
the man hanged.
I looked at the novel again; no doubt, the writer
was famous and sold millions of copies, like it
we are dealing with success.
since I have no wish to read the whole book 
I will never know how it ends
© Jan Hansen  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Sinful Politics Condemns God's Word

The Government's behaviour firstly no longer defends our church 
this mockery in itself shows a deep lack of good sense 
or the simple sourced judgement to cast defiance 
within this ruling class displayed
 
Openly liars vulgar hounds with misunderstandings of truthful agendas 
as silver lining shines within their beady eyes split tongues brag 
poisoned two left feet heading backwards chaos screams from injustice

Milking a treasury for all it's worth then rising the pension age
blindsided are the fools whom are unable to see past the sheriff of Nottingham

Bailing out banks without consent and giving the bankers bonuses 
this our rainy day fund feathering someone's nest

We pay through the nose breathing in this capital suffering 
creating slaves illegally burdened citizens are chained 
dipping into pension funds the existence for this illegal action 
hands out always taking never giving 
Such corruption goes beyond unchallenged by lawmakers 
beggars of the very purse strings

15 million flushed down the toilet for paper postal codes 
billions worth of fish harvested out of our Irish sea

Gas and natural resources given away freely 
our sovereignty has been removed bit by bit stolen innocence 
under false ideas stealing our children's future legacy 
leaders without backbones snakes pushing agendas

For free, taxpayer-funded abortions put on the table 
in this bill signed with bloodshed to legalise 
the killing of unborn babies in Ireland of all places 
never thought I would live to see the day

Millions spent on a referendum called choice 
incorrectly claiming murder as just 
to be an important part of healthcare 
our family focus has lost all sense of direction

Challenging the very structure in mum and dad 
to begin with motherhood is the single strongest character 
filled with loving compassion such are the rights removed basically damned 

Every single word into the temple of our origin
death of democracy spilling the most innocent of blood 
sacrificed for the sake of pride our nation has fallen 

No longer united Irishmen and women a land divided 
it is from these spoils of war that's killing our children's legacy

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