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Pillar of perfect Civilization
Foundation stone truly speaks of pure love of humanity
No discrimination of nepotism in any way for any reason
where nothing is concerned about Country race religion caste creed black or white
Just considers only humanity which is above all
where human is treated as human only in priority
The law of pure humanity speaks about love only
but not applicable for inhuman people
For inhuman people injustice is justice
Pure social human norms are their hates
destruction is their destination
they feel happy by inflicting pain to others
Ultimately they donot know to love themselves also
Someday soon I'll run out,
Of all my "give it one more tries".
Someday soon I won't believe,
In all your pretty little lies.
Someday soon this love for you,
Like a flower will wilt and die.
Someday soon I'll break these chains,
And leave you here to cry.
I've cried myself to sleep it seems,
Like a 100 thousand years.
I could easily fill the Atlantic Ocean,
With all my undried tears.
Did you really not see,
The pain you were inflicting?
My soul is now completely broke,
So your hurt I am evicting.
You made me believe without a doubt,
In all your broken dreams.
But I have yet to see you fulfill
Any of your lousy schemes.
I stood up for you and had your back,
When everyone turned away.
But now my love is fading fast,
Don't know what else is left to say.
I know you must've meant well,
But now you've completely changed.
I have to go and leave you here,
Now that my priorities rearranged.
Please don't you worry about me,
I will make it out just fine.
You can't have what's left of me,
God said, " Nope! She's all mine!"
Someday soon My God will heal,
Every single broken piece.
He will refill my faith in love,
So my heart will find relief.
I'm still praying for you daily,
Cause that's what I'm lead to do.
Forgiveness & a Greyhound bus,
Will move me far away from you.
I see their intentions,
In their trances of manipulation,
Mind-warping affection, they laid upon you,
And knowingly you feed on what I thought you were absorbing…
You lash out at me screaming, saying,
“Rest your distrustful inflicting,
Look me in the eye, accept me, and free me!
I will consume their darkness in a bleeding light,
Whilst juggling in the enigmas you cramp me in!
You wonder why I welcome all,
As danger tickles my curves, arresting your nerves
You most sacred, superstitious little butterfly
Cease your incessant, mocking lectures
Flapping your wings at me in a colorful warning
Yes, I know you have seen it all you perfectly transformed worm!
I know what you know even though you think I do not know it!
Your metamorphosis of completion is impressive, yes,
Yet in your expectations, you ignore the fact that I am shapeless,
Stepping into the open air to confront change with all of its surprises.”
My multihued resolve silenced her…
“I hear you! I hear you oh so clear,
You innocent, raw little worm of a girl…
So I shall allow, just know:
My mighty wings are here to shade you, not smother you
As your guardian, I will trust with sting
Swearing on my every heartbeat,
I will protect you as you engorge on the thorns you call beauty
I will lift you from the brushes to let you peek at the hungry birds,
And you will plead for me to shield you once more
Though when I do not, and the birds dive down to consume you,
In fear, in haste, you will sprout your magnificent wings,
You will call out my name,
And in tears I will watch you fly far above them all!”
For Justin Bordner's contest, "The Instincts of Innocence"
Oh no!
OhhhhhhhhNoooooooooo!
OOOOOOOOhhhNNNNNNNoooo!
he moans on
a seedy red bus
in the City of Oaks
stuffed with wounded
weary passengers
sitting on grimy seats
trudging along wet
cratered roads towards
a decaying stained
shopping mall parking deck
(exhaling trails of rotting smoke)
NoooooooooooooooooooooooooooN!
OooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhH!
AhhhhhhhhhhhhhhH!
persistently screams
the raging passenger
in his own private hell
inflicting his horrors
on fellow travelers
who hope to survive their
cacophonous
bumpy journey
to a semi-terminal stop
(& reprieve from mobile terror)
JEHOVAH REIGNS:
All in the hands of Beelzebub!
The tempter of mankind,
The ancient adversary of GOD,
Who can never over throw Jehovah.
Why does he causes men to fall;
By explicitly seducing men from ages to ages...
Corrupts and blesses them with riches,
Then later steal their souls...
Inputs pride and enviousness in their hearts,
Which makes them grow rebelous...
He broadcasts his cohorts into the the world,
And the weak vessels get possessed by them...
Hence they go about infringing on others lives,
In order to win more souls into his camp,
Through music, movies and fashion...
Then later makes their lives go worst?
All in the hands of Beelzebub!
Why is he going about causing litigations,
Causes families to rise against themselves,
Causes friends to grudge among themselves,
Causes masters and servants to fight themselves,
Causes countries to fight themselves,
Causes religious entities to hate themselves,
And make them have their respective faiths...
He withstands the will power of men,
Because he wants to be worshiped by them,
Instead of men worshipping the True God...
He blindfolds men to go astray,
By making them worship creations,
And he makes life unbearable for the righteous,
By inflicting them so they give up on serving Jehovah?
Well, forever in the hands of Jehovah,
His chosen generations dwell as a big household.
Forever in His house...
His True worshippers keep their hopes and trusts.
The ruler of this physical realm is awake,
But the eyes of the Most is graciously at stake,
On the lives of his sons and daughters.
In him do we evidently originates,
Yet, He has allowed Beelzebub to rule this place
But verily, this place would soon fade,
Together with the ruler and his cohorts.
The King of Divinity's glory will then be seen,
And the new world will be filled with peace,
As we will forever worship at Jehovah's feet,
And there will be fulfillment of His promise, indeed.
I invited Life to have a cup of tea
On a chilly February night -
To chat a bit about her ways with me
With a vague hope she shares her insight.
Life asked me simply “How are you?”
And sipped her tea with great delight,
“What worries you, what’s old, what’s new?"
I tried to smile but I sighed...
I said, I live the way I can-
I’ve loved, I’ve sinned, I’ve been betrayed-
Forgot, forgave under the sun
but often cried along the rain...
I’m empathetic, speak my mind
I will protect, and lend my ear
I reciprocate in kind...
But awesome Life, please tell me, dear?!
Life adds some water to her tea
Chuckling the way the wise men do,
“You live alright, what do you want from me,
What is it that still worries you?”
I want to know if you were always there
When hardships fell upon like tons of bricks
When I felt helpless and in fear?
You wouldn’t test me with such cruel tricks?
Or did your reprimand me in disguise?!
Punishing me by inflicting pain?
Or was it teaching to be strong and wise?
Forgive me, Life, I don’t mean to complain.
Life smiled deep into my eyes
And uttered with its passion of a lifetime,
“ I've always loved you. Always by your side,
From the first day and to your present prime.
Perhaps I was a little harsh, so what?!
I never claimed to be a sweet, smooth ride
You had some tribulations but
Look at you now! You are my joy and pride!
If I were not the way I am
what would become of you?!
The armor and the shield of mine was what you have lived through.
I promise I will never leave but follow one advice:
Just love me as it is.
I won’t be all yours twice!"
Translated from unknown
Crying Mercy
Hurled down the depth of a desolate ditch
By folks envious of my blazer to cloak,
To the lowest tide of despair, I`ve reached
And pace of my breath points to a heart stroke.
With sad clouds of stress stretching to the neck
Hardly I can eye sunshine in the sky
And the boat of my life seems to be wrecked
With the weight of rolling waves of deep sighs.
No more can I stroll for long on a beach,
Tread along the flank of a sloping hill,
Swim in the azure sea like a grey fish
Or taste the sweet joy of tilling the field.
O Good Lord, I pray for your compassion
To melt any guilt of mine from past lives,
And beseech your lenience for infraction
To any of your rules during my strife.
O Mighty Lord, I yearn for your mercy
To gaze at the shine of your divine light,
For your lenience I am ever thirsty,
I pray that you shore up my astral flight.
O Supreme Lord, I cry for your mercy
To bestow on me strength to quit this ditch,
Of your fatherly grace, make me worthy
That I may attain the shrine of your feet.
O Graceful Lord, I scream for your mercy
From the very depth of my pining heart,
All that I cherish is a humble lee
In your realm that I may serve you apart.
O Lord, I pray I`m released from this drain,
InflictIng upon me bodily pain,
That the celestial sky I may attain
Your humble servant ever to remain.
Ours is one nation, under God;
a God who rules not by division
but by his children's combined strengths;
a God who governs not by inflicting
pain and suffering, but by healing; a God
who loves not power but the Power of Love.
A God who gives all to His Creation, furnishing
our needs as a mother nurtures her newborn.
A God who does not hoard and accumulate but
releases to share. A God that does not
threaten and condemn but reasons and
forgives. America has turned from Heaven
opting for a New World Order. America has
adopted the primitive religion of Instinctive Man.
Forgotten the realization that, the Devil is not always
a horned creature with a maniacal laugh...but,
in fact, more often than not, the evil reflection we see in
a mirror, the worship of a Godless smirking self.
Vote them Out!
When everything seems too dark
to live your day through doubts that linger,
invent a peace never imagined...
something you have dreamed of doing!
Calm waters never anticipate storms,
troubled waters do and shake your ark,
all the passion you put into it will be showing;
and whenever dangers are found:
your confidence will make you stronger!
Try to live in peace through chaotic times,
seek out a remote place and meditate,
get rid of all negative feelings
and prevent a possible loss;
you can find comfort in prayers,
you can find comfort in songs...
they will change your image!
When everything turns upside down,
don't be discouraged, thrive off!
Who hates, kills, and destroys scoffs
at compassion and inflicting pain he gains
that false pride of invincibility
that'll bring him down to his knees:
he'll realize the hurt he has caused others...
shouldn't he be punished for his cruelty?
Mankind will repeat the same mistakes,
regardless of the bloodshed on battlefields,
regardless of the cries, we hear daily;
a merciless leader will incite warriors to fight
for a cause, they believe seems right...
is it their solemn oath or unbreakable loyalty?
There have been moments if calmness
and being brief they don't promise stability;
unexpectedly, a tyrant will resurge and tear down
all that was built and with his slyness will deceive many
promising to bring relief only to aggravate tempers,
and amid suppression can one invent a peace never imagined?
The one elected will seize power and will govern for gain...
until his foolishness is such an excessive weight to be carried on
his shoulders: he'll lack the wisdom to finish what he promised!
Like a stained knife
that left perennial pain,
your parting words
pervaded through my veins~
inflicting an excruciating agony
that lingered on from sunrise to sunset.
And here beneath the dark clouds
as I glance upon the silhouettes
of the ruins of a once silent sanctuary
of our unrequited love~
teardrops fall
as hot as wild fire
traversing wilderness.
Now I still
I still don't know
the way back to my self again.
Just let me pick my broken pieces
that I may be whole again.
12 August 2020
For Inflictions Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Silent One
1st place
Entered for "All Yours ( April 28) Poetry Contest"
Sponsored by Brian Strand