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© Francis Maugo
I knew the day we met
That we were intended to be.
I realized our destiny was set,
That you were the best one for me.
I didn't have any acquaintance with you.
I just knew your name.
I didn't know about what to do.
I didn't have the foggiest idea who to fault.
I realized I thought that you are alluring.
I could perceive that you were great.
The butterflies were so dynamic
That I was unable to reconsider.
All that I did that day
Didn't show you who I'm.
Each opportunity you came my direction
My heart started to slam.
My activities weren't normal.
My responses weren't genuine.
I felt so truly horrible,
In any case, my heart I didn't use.
I loved you when I saw your face,
Yet, perhaps it was the touch.
My heart had started to race.
I previously preferred you to an extreme.
I knew the day we met
That we were intended to be.
I realized our destiny was set
As companions, as darling .
~It Is Written~
(Rhyme)
As I begun one day my poems to write
Excitement in my soul built up
Constructing every sentence was a pleasure
This clearly to my heart delight
Tension with exhilaration mounts too
With every word I need another one to find
Words in my mind with extreme heat I pursue
Little by little from my soul they begin to unwind
With unspeakable joy I make them fit and then score
As thoughts from my brain flash and unraveled right
Bringing better words than they were before
Again to possess them with exact words I write
My soul from above ascends with all this divined joy
Than with pleasure from writing my verses I still enjoy.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2004
September.14.2015
Somewhere out there in the faraway place,
There’s always sunshine and extreme happiness;
A dazzling rapture where our lost loved ones are enjoying,
All God’s embraces for His gift of eternal life- so fulfilling.
In the faraway place, so far beyond those clouds,
There are no more hatred and war but full of love;
No more tears, sickness, calamities and pain,
All angels keep on singing for God’s glory and graces pouring like rain.
So far beyond those clouds, a place so near to our heart,
Where all our prayers with faith reach at once without a doubt;
A perfect place to rest from all our toils and hardships,
An everlasting paradise with eternal garden of joy and peace.
So near to man’s heart, that place is as far as a step away,
If we don’t take care of ourselves we can go right there as early as today,
As we go on to our journey, let’s always be cautious on our way,
Everyone wants to dwell there, although not now but someday.
Jan. 27, 2014 12.40 a.m.
i miss the softness of her touch
cut short by Lehman brothers’ harsh
collapse
i miss kindness of time before the crash
economy in relative peace
living off fumes of postwar boom
before post-traumatic stress of recession-plagued world
robbed me of ability to fulfill my dreams
and fully reveal my inner self
thanks to din of private property
and rumble of greed
world is psychotic, denial laden
- where love can be a marketplace
humans commodified to the extreme -
i yearn for a world
where people can be people
judged on the merits of their person
not their circumstance
for in such a world
there would be no need to worry
for inherent goodness in every human being
is a guarantee
someday that world will be realized
this i know for sure
this poem a dedication
and an affirmation
of that truth.
I admired how you treated me,
all the care you showed toward me,
how sad it is to have changed today;
have I been hiding away...
giving another what should be yours,
not feeling sorry for your big loss?
My extreme coldness has grown
out of proportion,
my greed for lust
has broken your trust;
can I ever get it back
without considering
the hurt you are feeling?
I don't act as sincere as I usually would,
joy has lost its beautiful essence
and roses don't smell as they should:
neither is this one without fragrance.
My extreme coldness is simply a betrayal,
everything you believed in
has been blown off like the dust of the desert
making you love me less,
not trusting in promises
anymore they are meaningless and hurtful words;
and being alone, I'll regret all
as they pound inside my heavy chest...
because the poison in my blood is my sin!
I could have made you happier than you ever imagined,
given you unforgettable days of delight
you would never have imagined and yet
you were afraid to lose them before they were realized!
My hard coldness is the source
if my indifference condemned
by you for its unrealistic insincerity;
I have hurt you and not apologized,
I deserve to be trashed,
to be an unheard voice...
don't show any kindness towards me,
let misery spare me no pity.
Revival of the gone
Sickle approaching
close to my neck,
I sense my life gone,
with an embrace to death,
One look around,
hue and cry the only sound,
Last extreme pain,
and all goes still,
I can only see,
can't feel or hear,
Weightless I can move,
End to all strife,
Death is the beginning
of a new life,
Hurt of soul remains,
To wait until
the last judgement day,
resurrection of Christ
happens on third day,
Thence will rest in peace,
Follow the infinite
and forget about my clay !
Written April 1st, 2015
For contest "Resurrection of the Christ" by Isaiah Zerbst
As the brilliance of the setting sun
creates ripples in the sea.
Your bikini kisses pure white sand,
setting naked beauty free.
Soft curvaceous flesh so smooth it glides
disappears beneath the blue.
You surface, wink, then a cheeky smile,
my signal to come to you.
Desire explodes as my will erodes,
fierce hunger ignites and burns.
Anticipation aches, gets hard, swells,
your salacious body, it yearns.
I dive down deep, I encircle you,
groomed perfection thrills my mind.
Your sun kissed breasts, seductively pert
Are the first things my lips find.
A kiss, a nibble, that lover's arch,
Expectation now extreme.
Long luscious legs wrap around my waist,
I savor soft silken screams.
Your eyes captivate, activate, the
wanton reaches of my mind.
Ripe lips seek mine and our tongues engage,
you touch, you tease, they entwine.
Your hands move fast, all restraint now gone,
you unleash lust's tempered key.
Gently it slides into your divide,
lush valley consuming me.
In unison, our hearts beat as one,
together we're fused, complete.
Your fingers knead as our bodies feed,
slow and deep, infernos beat.
Your cries of pleasure drive me insane,
I'm dripping from every pore.
Unbridled passion runs wild, unchained.
Ferocious! I beg for more.
While ecstasy howls, pounds on the door,
we prolong our release so near.
Insatiable we dance, war, romance,
we conquer a new frontier.
Our two minds meld and our thoughts are one,
together at last...we go!
Pain and pleasure collide to provide
exquisite bliss...let it flow!
The heavens aflame, orange and red,
scattered stars can just be seen.
The magic veil of the twilight hour
looks majestic...and feels serene.
Firm and steady
Handshake Faith
Life sometimes throws complexity
Understanding can feel far off
Gonna Be Alright
People will see you and walk away
Not understanding how you got through
Nothing you said nor done
Gonna be alright
Extreme storms will arise
It won’t be weather
Your storms within
Gonna be Alright
Rain will fall
There will be some cloudy days
Through it all
The sun will come out
Skies will become dark more and more
Gonna be alright
Praying will seem Heaven doesn’t hear
You will feel the Lord isn’t near
The answer will come
Gonna be alright
Satan will ponder doubt in your mind
You will feel his rage of fire in anger
You won’t burn
Gonna be alright
You need a healing
Total intervention
Gonna be alright
Faith is the key
You will be alright
As one walks in God’s goodness
Your paths will be directed
Wonders you have never seen
Blessing after blessing shall arrive
You are beyond alright
Welcome to deliverance of all time.
Revelation,
To reveal, to uncover
As the blind man having his sight healed
Can finally see through the fog of confusion
A dense fog blown away by the Ru^ach,
Hebrew for Spirit, pneuma, in the Greek,
Meaning, breath or wind,
Clearing our eyes to understand.
It is a battle. Unseen by mortal, terrestrial
eyes until the celestial Spirit eyes begin to open.
A multitude of heavenly hosts with their armor and broad swords, like the light of a thousand suns, are part of our army against the malign and baleful unclean spirits,…oppressing the children of God with deceit.
Wearing all white with plastic grins affixed and an extended hand of friendship. The scent of sulfur disguised by copycat graveyard roses and funeral Lilies. Permeated, still with a hint of decay and corpse rot.
The spirit of fear, hate, shame, anger, lust, and many more whisper into the hearts and minds of mankind.
Cast them out with extreme prejudice!
The name of Jesus Christ gives us power over all enemies if we but speak it, believe it, own it!
Christos, Christ, anointed, giving us yet another weapon with which to battle.
For God has not given us the spirit of fear…He gives us the Spirit of power, love, and a sound mind.
Have you ever watched whales sleep? They have this wonderful adaptation.
They float effortlessly in the water…a kind of suspended animation.
Have you ever watched a baby sleep? If you ever have the chance to
you’ll see how in a dreamland they float effortlessly…a lot like whales do.
It seems we’re similar in a myriad of ways with our companions of the deep.
one way in particular…is the way in which we sleep
We are both beautiful in sleep…a time when worries and troubles cease.
We become united in our serenity…our silence, our solitude, our peace.
And sleep is where our dreams are made…be they simple…or extreme.
I wonder while they’re suspended in their sleep…of what do whales dream?
Do they dream of leaving the ocean? Do they dream of floating up to the stars?
Would we be surprised if they could tell us…how their dreams are similar to ours?
If their dreams are similar to ours…as I suspect,
when we take a moment to compare…
we begin to find between us…many other things we share.
We both are born, we eat, we breathe…
we love, we die…we weep.
Isn’t it amazing the things we can discover
while watching whales and babies sleep?