Long Navigates Poems
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I want to write you something beautiful
Can I show you I am right here
I would live all my life alone to prove that
I'm so madly in love with you
When were apart
I can't breathe
You have all the right parts
You fit perfectly in my heart
What you do to me
Is something beautiful
My missing puzzle piece
Pirate my seas
You're all I can see in the horizon
This love navigates me like a compass
I pray it leads me to something beautiful
If it doesn't ill keep on trying
until my last breath meets the face of death
I have a great love for you
The unknown troubles us two
I'll be forever alone if I have to
Because I want something beautiful with you
My Heart is a Blank Space
A fertile ground where wilted roses
gain life and bloom—an evergreen
it becomes (the anchor of passion)
A beacon of romanticism
An emblem of eternal love
___of joy and happiness
I am a merchant ravaging the mother
earth in search of a lost soul
Where dwells thee oh! dear
Be thy fragrance taste
___thy heavenly touch
Or thee of the blessed
whose voice harmonizes the
gloom of cold nights
The young and tender moons that bow
before thee as the stars worship
thy holiness oh! Dear
I am a xerophyte wilted of water
of spring whereas the autumn ravaged
my soulful wings
Standing in the middle of Sahara
as I mourn for my lost life
The winds praises thee
singing you a serenade of eternity
Oh! Dear where do I find you
My soul navigates through the woods
Reeds of the Nile; storming the ancient
tides of love; the path to the world of
beauty, of love and happiness
You're the lilies that beautify the Nile
The aquatic beings feel jealous of your
beauty whereas the waters think of
drowning you oh! Dear
You're the eternity
The now that lives in tomorrows
I shall live to see your bloom
like a vine whose veins are watered by the
springs of everlasting love,
where your presence transforms my soul
and our union writes the final chapter
of a timeless romance.
© MZEE MACH
New Beginnings in Stone
Now rising from a silhouette stronghold stands in its shadow, a servant’s heart
Enters tenacious consecrated emptiness as hope ponders three distant pipes
When black crust lichen invades – enslaves - the mason’s ancient framework
Bits of falling pebbles facelift rough cheeks pitted by mortar’s mortal tears
Even as granite blocks shudder in grieving poverty of unsettled gloom
Grabs at careless jaundice of moss and age - scribed ascent of ancient angels
In three corniced images of corn and elephants restored -
Nascent tree of life woven into a fabric of stone
Navigates new christened knights and chisels to one Nativity
In a carved and raised relief that points to the empty Sunday morning tomb
Gospel message told in vaulted arches -in rainbows of alabaster illumination -
Soaring sandstone above sanctified crypts of holy mysteries, legend entwined
Intrigue of time – visions of a hallowed grail, lost to crusaders’ eyes,
Noble dream to beatify three times three prophecies of the anointed
Strong walls like Templar’s arms guard breathing stone in carved canopies
Tales of a blessed grail protected in a new grail, synonym for the redeemed,
On armored feet for pilgrim’s eyes searching holy treasure in stone
Now a living citadel of a new beginning with no
End in three persons.
Dedicated to the restoration, the new life, of Rosslyn Chapel, Scotland.
With gentle words and steady hands
her work is filled with love
She meets the tasks her role commands
then soars so far above
With rows of little desks and seats
and number charts displayed
Each morning, with a smile, she greets
her class of second-grade
Her walls adorned with works of art
to boost her student's pride
She navigates each youthful heart
with kindness in her stride
She shapes young minds like gentle streams
with lesson plans laid well
Encouraging their goals and dreams
so they feel proud to tell
She walks the line of soft and firm
and always lends her ear
The bonds instilled outlast each term
her promises, sincere
She plants the seeds from in her room
and sparks the thoughts that soar
And when we watch our children bloom
It's her, we're thankful for
This praise stems from a heart that knows
with witnessed truths compiled
Among those tiny desks in rows
of students, sits my child
My little girl began the year
consumed in her self-doubt
With pain behind each hidden tear
that surfaced and poured out
This teacher came to quickly see
and even quicker, act
She made it her priority
to fully grasp each fact
She built her up and gained her trust
that shell began to crack
Then, from each crack, it turned to dust
her confidence came back
She stood a source of hope and light
determined to revive
Reminded her she's rare and bright
I watched my daughter thrive
The heroes walking in school halls,
are saving ones they teach
The depth of thanks for which this calls
mere words could never reach
Seeking the light that lights all lights,
I see, in this world, soon to disembark,
for every place shrouded in the dark,
there's another, warm and bright.
Each twenty-four hours has a night,
but in the grand celestial ballet,
the earth spins to give us another day,
much as each wrong has a right.
How happy we are when in flight.
Other times, in sorrow, we all must drown,
or we found ourselves rooted on the ground,
'til we're soaring like a kite.
We may encounter a dark knight
whose heart is vicious and unearthly black,
and soon we're lost, off the beaten track,
when appears a knight, in white.
I've found that this poor heart of mine,
as it navigates the world's duality,
finds its own version of reality
gliding the dividing line.
man applauds
being the chosen one
who is made in God’s image
why not first pause to reflect
who in truth we really are
to know who God is
God is omnipresent
both wise and omnipotent
whilst we decay in organic form
thus we are not this mind-body
but the spirit that enlivens it
let’s find out what it is
all we see around us
is that that comes and goes
thus we must be in a lucid dream
notice void of polarity interchange
the moment before we exhale
or gap between thoughts
in this cessation
where pure awareness is
perception is non-differentiated
within this identity rested silence
simply present doing nothing
our soul speaks to us
extending the gap
vibrant silence nameless
we meld with the vital life force
divine magnetism navigates form
we become the energy itself
there then is no one here
ego shorn we are reborn
identity that never existed dies
awareness sees living light of Self
thus from singularity to feel contrast
to grow in wisdom and in love
we descend in this realm
Self as light is the truth
what is made in image of God
our single eye sees without mirrors
now to embody singularity in duality
that too in the waking state
is the spiritual quest
as for knowing God
we are breathed by His breath
that embryo of Self within may awake
Guys, Do you visit the sea for entertainment only If you say yes, you surely won't know much about itit. You need to take a close look at the offshore area,
It's the hidden treasure of the world purely .
Millions of people depending upon the mighty seas , Their livelihood is definitely mingled with it , Its true that the sea is their primary source of life , Don't arrogantly make the sea as sewage.
Honestly,many poets praise the beauty of the sea , Its waves depths flora, fauna and others, Most of the rivers are mingling with the sea , But the sea doesn't change its character and colour.
Who has given name for Black,Red and Yellow seas? Naming the sea in colour is not welcomed eagerly , And the sea means blue in colour and salty in taste, It navigates ships, boats , submarine and catamarans ,
The sea is compared to many things , Even we can measure the depth of the sea , But we can't measure the depth of the women's heart , Likewise, her heart is as large as the sea .
Buoyant ship built to remain afloat through voyages of my life
As she navigates the stormiest of seas. An unsinkable ship with
Loyal hands at the helm. The ship's keel averts her from toppling.
Look at her forge ahead! Weather-beaten, yet stubbornly endures
Against furious, rising tides; defying all odds against her as she
Sets sail on her perilous, tempestuous odyssey. Indestructible,
This mother ship reaches all harbors intact, for she is, my faith.
Date written and posted: 06/10/2018
Earth life a jigsaw puzzle, soul navigates
Floundering about in vain
Fickle and fleeting is joy, so heart agitates
Measuring loss and gain
We see all around, perfect divine order
Planets orbiting the sun
Save man, no living creature a hoarder
High time then, we come undone
Looking back at the zigzag route we took
Delusion cause of our bondage
Soul not this body, seems we were mistook
Fears and desires, our form ravage
We recognise head and heart at divergence
Misaligned with throb of love
So we stand still, enabling joy convergence
With God’s will, hand in glove
Layer by layer, our cravings disappear
We become an empty shell
It is then we feel, bliss magnetism spear
Fulfilled at last, all is well
05-December-2021
''Z'' Contest, New or Old - Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Constance La France
TALK TO HIM LIKE A CHILD
There is a good shepherd,
He knows the ned s of his flocks,
He knows the way to greener pastures,
He navigates the still waters,
He protects his sheep more than David.
The shepherd searcheth every heart of his flock,
The flocks; the hearts of men,
He came down to have communion with men,
He is sure of our feelings,
In our anguish he is there looking at us,
When my plates are empty,he whispers into my ear " Son, i fed five thousand men, what about you?
He is our creator, our maker,
Pour out your heart to him,
For He hears all tongues of the earth,
Cry to him when thirsty,
For He is the living water,
Call out to Him when lost,
He is the way,
He is our Father,
Talk to Him like His child
ANYABOLU IFEANYI DOMINION
APR 30, 2019