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Written: August 19, 2023
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In the shadow-lands, where marvels bear shape.
Love and kindness, as a story eager to scrape
A set of souls speaks by the syntax of the heart.
As it evolves, it is generous, tender, and smart.
Whispers of humanity—a gentle breeze does blow.
Carried by the wind, as birds in flight, they flow.
An art of eternal bliss, seeking grace abundantly,
A seeker of insightful wisdom, yearning to be free.
Hearing the call of oceans—a spark of our existence
The moon may wane, but love remains its essence.
In the depths of our souls, a crystalline, euphoric hue
Nature's healing power—embraces me and you.
Whispers of humanity, a symphony so grand,
A melody of love stretching across the land.
In the depths of our being, a link pure and deep,
A bond that transcends, a secret we all seep.
Through mumbling, we uncover tranquility.
A beating syntax that frees, no rest, no stability?
Every breath incorporates timeless elegance.
A sense of divine love that lasts for a trance
Seeker of knowledge, seeker of truth,
In the whispers of humanity, we find our youth.
Wisdom is the compass that guides us on our way.
To understand the power of love every day.
In whispers of humans, we hear the songs of birds.
Their melodies of joy, their heartfelt words
They teach us to embrace the beauty of each day.
To find solace in nature and let our worries sway.
Oceans call to us with their vastness and might.
Reminding us of our place in the grand design.
Waves crash upon the shore, a symphony of sound.
A reminder of the power that in our hearts is found.
In whispers of humanity, we find our purpose true.
To spread love and kindness in everything we do.
To be a source of healing, a beacon of light,
To uplift and inspire, to shape the world bright.
You make me smile
I make you cry
You tell me you love me
I only ask you why
You make me happy
I make you mad
You always forgive me
but still I’m bad
You give yourself freely
I’m always taking
You’re always true
but I’m always faking
Why can’t you see
you deserve better than this
not this game I play
but true love and eternal bliss
Why are you so perfect
and I’m such a heel
you full of love and life
and me barely able to feel
How can you love
a nobody like me
when all I have to offer
is a heart too broken to be free
So show me a better way
to help me stay and fight
teach this fool how to love you
and finally get it right
Because without you I’m nothing
just another shadowless soul
Another wandering victim
to add to love's death toll
I thought I was terrified of being alone,
until I realised it’s more frightening to close my eyes and not catch a glimpse of you—
the tiny arc of your lips only I see,
the salty secrets you whisper in my willing ear,
the rose tint warming my cheeks when your fingertips meet mine.
My heartbeat invites your tenor to sing with my soprano.
I place us in a box where our souls tango and tease.
I once longed to fall into an abyss—now I exist in eternal bliss.
I close the door on past sorrow.
These moments must not fade like dandelion dust.
I tore down my walls, certain our love is true.
My foes’ eyes turn emerald at the amber glow in my gaze.
The moon’s mellow voice hums as your skin tingles against mine.
Wild and breathless, we explore each other again.
I startle the stars with giddiness—
they’ve never seen me so light.
I want us to dance forever with flowers beneath my feet.
If this is a dream, don’t wake me.
I love how we mimic movie scenes.
I say unto you, when the olive branch is brought to the tax collector, let not those who are without mercy be sent forth from the well to offer comfort to the thirst of the brethren who linger by the hearthstone of the humble shepherd. Do not fill old wineskins with a new vintage without first giving thought to the psalms and parables from which they derive. In order to heal the sick and bring sight to the blind, the first harvest must be dedicated to the Great Whatever.
Therefore, do not leaven your bread earnestly while you bury your talents beneath a bushel. When the faithful servant of the rich master attends the wedding feast of the ten virgins, should he not first forgive his debtors and replace the barren fig tree of the elders with fruit of the prodigal womb? Pharisees and Samaritans have a greater chance of threading the eye of the needle than does he who labors in the vineyard of an unjust steward.
Know ye that all manner of men may seek to sow their seed in fertile soil, but the seed that grows secretly will remain unknown though it multiplies a hundredfold. Therefore, take the beam from your own eye for the sake of the grieving widow. The alpha and omega shall follow you days without number. Loaves and fishes shall multiply in the net of the fisherman and he who proves deserving will be granted admission to the first ward of the Temple.
On this occasion then, let us remember that not even the least of God's creatures shall be excluded from the eternal bliss of perpetual salvation in the unending glory of the guiding light as the world turns from the edge of night in the search for tomorrow and the Lord exclaims, “All my children shall be forever free from the dark shadows of the secret storm." We have but one life to live. The days of our lives are numbered. The young and the restless must not allow their love of life to lead them to another world where false prophets are not abominations in the eyes of the most righteous. Praise be to the Lord of Hosts, the great MC in the neon sky. Amen.
I
F
only I
could navigate
to stay so far away
from the idle brambles.
Transcending into oblivion.
Melding onward in transition,
Forcibly blocked continuance,
A mouse stymied in a maze.
Not any forward progression
My endeavour, to look back,
To retrace the journey so far.
Abandon the will to proceed.
Return from whence we were.
No wise, guiding light to follow.
Search for a better way forward.
Seeking from my Spirit in the sky.
He releases the confusion suffered.
Leading from this halted way of life.
Still illuminates His pathways onward.
For eternal bliss is granted by His presence.
Freedom unhindered by God’s Almighty Grace.
As He makes the bell toll for me as He rings it with
His
Love
!
I remember the day I met you
You looked at me and smiled
I looked at you just the same and blushed
We walked along the woods,
gazed at the trees and flowers around us
I picked a rose for you and offered my love
You accepted it without hesitation.
Then you hugged me so tight and said,
"This must be it!"
I whispered, "Yes" to your ears
as I carried you in my arms.
You looked above the clouds and wished
that the whole day will never end
I wished the same thing too
Until the moonlight appeared
and we fell asleep together that night
We stood up in the early morn
Praying that the coming days and nights
will always be the same
We will not tire caring for each other forever
Loving and staying together until the last day
we will never say never
Ignite your soul's fire
By Michelle Morris
20/08/2025
My touch is soft and warm
My body is a temple you adore
My essence is a holy grail
My light is your constant craving
You fixate on my every move
You delight in how I lift your mood
You know I'm everything you desire
You accept that I'm your favourite fire
So, burn, baby, burn
And feel hot and free
Burn, baby, burn
Run home to me
Burn, baby, burn
I'm your one desire
Burn, baby, burn
Ignite your soul's fire
My love is your true north
My love is your true worth
My love is all consuming
My love is what keeps you moving
You know that within these arms
You sense that I'll do no harm
You love the eternal bliss
You yield to my every touch and kiss
So, burn, baby, burn
And feel hot and free
Burn, baby, burn
Run home to me
Burn, baby, burn
I'm your one desire
Burn, baby, burn
Ignite your soul's fire
My touch is soft and warm
My body is a temple you adore
My essence is a holy grail
My light is your constant craving
You fixate on my every move
You delight in how I lift your mood
You know I'm everything you desire
You accept that I'm your favourite fire
So, burn, baby, burn
And feel hot and free
Burn, baby, burn
Run home to me
Burn, baby, burn
I'm your one desire
Burn, baby, burn
Ignite your soul's fire
© Michelle Morris, 2025
I smoke this blunt
And clear my mind
Put up this front
To get out of the world's blind
To taste the purple haze across my lips
The intoxicating smoke fills the room
Smoking this eternal bliss
Makes new ideas brew and bloom
To broaden the life I'm supposed to lead
To reach the horizon where the sun set that sunset for me
Where no stupid people abuse the greed in the souls they breed
For the pieces of damaged souls that will never again be
The tired worker stumbles through the door
Working his ass off for the accidental family he made
Looking up to the stars and planets and through the Nevermore
Feeling defeated and stupid because you know you were played
To broaden my thoughts --- to broaden my dreams
Listening to intuition --- trying to listen to me
In a world where nothing is what it seems
In a world that they lie to you about being free
They see everything you do and breathe
They learn everything about your body and brain
And how to make you instantaneously bleed
Hitting you with corruption --- like a derailed train
Hopelessly you stumble --- on the balance of life
And aimlessly living --- no matter what the cost
The corruption that stings you and cuts you with a meat knife
America: "Taking people's lives for power and greed" --- at whoever's loss
So where do you find the balance in all the chaos and hate?
Where is your "safe haven" --- where is your place for you and your's?
Nobody but yourself will ever be in the position to challenge your own fate
When finally there's a chip in you --- no need for jobs, currency, or stores
And when the time comes will you let them brand you mad?
And finally stand up for a probable cause --- finding the guns we stashed
Or are you going to let them take our families --- with constant tears of sad?
Fighting against the world --- completely trashed
Knowing the survivors (if any) probably won't be long
Until all the military swarms and barricades us in
Thinking about the Apocalypse --- I rip the bong
I'm here to go against the world to save my own sins
Six relatives we all have got
Five sense organs and one mind
They are relatives for they are not us
We are the soul they tag along with us
They pester us to dance to their tunes
Mind helping them through and through
All demand their desire to be fulfilled
We believe they are us, we don't realise
And an unhappy life is lead
It is essential that we control these relatives
And do what is right for our happiness
Our real aim is to get them out of our life
Discover ourselves, lead a blissful life
Once we realise we are the soul
And endeavor to seek our self
They will pose hindrance to us
Continuously pamper them and they are happiest
It is high time we stop listening to them
Hold their reins in our hand,
and work vigorously, passionately to discover ourself
Then only we will attain salvation
And door to eternal bliss will open for us
Date: 10/31/2020
Hope-filled, look closely through faith’s eye
To behold God’s glory and grace
Magnificent as you draw nigh
Pursuing as champ in life’s race.
Focusing on eternal bliss
Hope-filled, look closely through faith’s eye
So that what’s vital you won’t miss---
Claiming divine prize, soaring high.
Break free from deceit, don’t deny
While illumined with truth so clear…
Hope-filled, look closely through faith’s eye
Precious virtues sublime, hold dear.
Midst triumph for reaching-out flight
Thankful with prayer-driven sigh
Keep on serving by mercy’s light…
Hope-filled, look* closely through faith’s eye.
Hebrews 12:2*Looking unto Jesus the author and finisher of our faith; who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross, despising the shame, and is set down at the right hand of the throne of God.
May 19, 2024
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Sponsored by Edward Ibeh; judged on 6/23/2024