Long Prohibitions Poems
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Who knows the ways of love? Like the ways of the universe!
Trust and hope full, "LOVE WEAVES A MYSTERIOUS MAGIC SPELL";
Unconditionally knit, like cells of creatures diverse,
Amalgamating with diversities, it exists well...!
The needs of others get precedence, my needs are reduced,
Assumptions and presumptions back seated, care firmly sticks;
Prohibitions and packages gone, freedom is induced,
Solicitude and sensitivity, like fast friends mix...!
When I accompany you and you accompany me,
Don't we internally feel happy, content, and fulfilled?
My ego and your ego kept aside, goodness we see,
Physical and psychic illnesses within us are healed...!!!
The night crawls in, with large circling rings of smokes, diffusing.
Measuring moments in time, needed to cover up your full face.
The lonely lady on the moon is still stuck with her crafting machine.
Poetry, in my mind, cries out loud, with all curses of old Babylon.
The mysterious angels of Babylon with all prohibitions to venture.
With all depression, I was observing the glowing sun in the night sky, determined.
Poésie de ma vie! Why such a rush to lift the veil of uncertain? Why such a hurry?
I saw the lady again with mystic tears in her eyes;things must be hard on her too!
She never learned to abandon the love into oblivion,or truth of the night before
Perhaps, she will look into the eyes of those forbidding voices, soon!
As, not all circles are promised to wipe out some squares in life, seemingly.
And I heard the night whispering to me," I'm just getting started!"
After so many years in the monastery, Monty
wants to use his name which
is never allowed due to the
pledge of anonymity.
He owns nothing there of course,
no one does. It all belongs to God.
When Monty sleeps he enjoys
the only ownership. Even selfish
singularity in meditation is denied him
since the monastery assigns him a mantra.
Monty does treasure his dreams,
dreaming as he curls on the narrow bed
in the concrete cell the abbot assigns him.
He enjoys the memories that flood
through the irrational narratives of sleep.
He knows, in spite of the prohibitions,
that these are his.
March 23 Heart for God Bible Meditations Based on Judges 13-15
Key Verse – Judges 13:8 Then Manoah intreated the LORD, and said, O my Lord, let the man of God which thou didst send come again unto us, and teach us what we shall do unto the child that shall be born.
HEART THAT INTREATS THE LORD FOR HIS ANSWER
Our heart intreats the Lord for His answer along His purpose
With His power against sins that oppose
Within His promises we believe in, not only suppose
Without worldly prohibitions attacking to interpose.
Our heart intreats the Lord for His answer along His mission
With His might against slothfulness-destruction
Within His drive for soulwinning fruition
Without fleshly maneuverings corrupting our devotion.
Our heart intreats the Lord for His answer along His endeavour
With His energy against humanistic fervour
Within His enthusiasm of righteousness’ favour
Without carnal enticements spoiling heavenly savour.
Our heart intreats the Lord for His answer along His name
With His nourishment against consuming pride-flame
Within His nurturing satisfaction we can always claim
Without wicked noise attracting materialistic game.
Our heart intreats the Lord for His answer along His honour
With His help against reproaching dishonour
Within His hand protecting our demeanor
Without evil hell-foes mocking in their hateful tenor.
Our heart intreats the Lord for His answer along His glory
With His goodness against deplorable misery
Within His graciousness for godly victory
Without selfish greatness magnifying heroic story.
Our heart intreats the Lord for His answer along His revival
With His assurance against unbelief’s grievous interval
Within His truth for wisdom-approval
Without hesitation to wait for His glorious arrival.
March 23, 2026
WHAT IMPRISONMENT MEANS TO ME
Imprisonment means restrictions and prohibitions
It means mean, mean men whose luck ran out
or who never really had much in the first place.
It’s the worst place if you let it be but it could be liberating
where else are people like us gonna find people like ourselves?
You gotta delve into the depths of who you are and who you could be
And who you should be
and the why of all three.
You have the freedom to beat em at their own game not be the same as you came in when you go out
And even if you’re leavin through the
back door you have more than a chance to glance the truth that works for you.
Jail is failure beyond the pale stale bread and being fed dinner at
Four, boredom galore, four walls, one with
Bars
A part of you thinks about
Gnawing your arms off and trying
To slip through
blue feelings, wheeling
And dealing and contemplating who you remain are
far and away what it really
Means to stay here is you’re always near to peers and fears
For years
And years
Nineteen months has passed since I did a step..
A step to attain one of my dreams..
Rumored as the land of "Just dime or penny"..
Talked as a land of so much strict Rules..
Rials their stable currency.
Oil their main product..
Towering modern ediffices abounds..
Architecturally design interiors..
Rich truly, as they said..
Islam the strictly followed religion..
Arabic their national language..
Riyadh, Jeddah, Maddina some of it's mainland..
Black and white the common colors of apparels..
Yet, roaming around malls..
Variant vibrant colors visibly in stalls..
Simplicity, that's what I appreciated here..
It was a barren solid land..
Almost all nationalities are here..
Finding a life; Making livelihood..
Maximizing what this country can offer...
Yet it's rules, the prohibitions..
Depresses the other life of man...
It takes away some of the joys of living..
Thus others, breaks the rules...
" incest meetings" are such as searching gold..
precious as undiscovered diamonds..
friends makes the stay here worthwhile..
Adopting and preserving the heart of humanity..
by: olive_eloi
02/10/2013
9:44pm
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WHAT IMPRISONMENT MEANS TO ME
Imprisonment means restrictions and prohibitions
It means mean, mean men whose luck ran out
or who never really had much in the first place.
It’s the worst place if you let it be but it could be liberating
where else are people like us gonna find people like ourselves?
You gotta delve into the depths of who you are and who you could be
And who you should be
and the why of all three.
You have the freedom to beat em at their own game not be the same as you came in when you go out
And even if you’re leavin through the
back door you have more than a chance to glance the truth that works for you.
Jail is failure beyond the pale stale bread and being fed dinner at
Four, boredom galore, four walls, one with
Bars
A part of you thinks about
Gnawing your arms off and trying
To slip through
blue feelings, wheeling
And dealing and contemplating who you remain are
far and away what it really
Means to stay here is you’re always near to peers and fears
For years
And years
March 23, 2022 Scripture Meditations Based on 1Chronicles 1-5
Key Verse – 1Chronicles 5:26 And the God of Israel stirred up the spirit of Pul king of Assyria, and the spirit of Tilgathpilneser king of Assyria, and he carried them away, even the Reubenites, and the Gadites, and the half tribe of Manasseh, and brought them unto Halah, and Habor, and Hara, and to the river Gozan, unto this day.
MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR STIRRING UP MY SPIRIT
Thank You for stirring up my spirit for Your purpose
With Your power against sins that oppose
Within Your promises I believe in, not only suppose
Without worldly prohibitions attacking to interpose.
Thank You for stirring up my spirit for Your mission
With Your might against slothfulness-destruction
Within Your moving for soulwinning fruition
Without fleshly maneuverings corrupting my devotion.
Thank You for stirring up my spirit for Your endeavour
With Your energy against humanistic fervour
Within Your enthusiasm of righteousness’ favour
Without carnal enticements spoiling heavenly savour.
Thank You for stirring up my spirit for Your name
With Your nourishment against consuming pride-flame
Within Your nurturing satisfaction I can always claim
Without wicked noise attracting materialistic game.
Thank You for stirring up my spirit for Your honor
With Your help against reproaching dishonor
Within Your hand protecting my demeanor
Without evil hell-foes mocking in their hateful tenor.
Thank You for stirring up my spirit for Your glory
With Your goodness against deplorable misery
Within Your graciousness for godly victory
Without selfish greatness magnifying heroic story.
March 23, 2022
I’m a state without statesmen
That exists until I breathe
Though with all attention span
You won’t see a state like this
I’m a country with no borders
Rooted in the autumn sky
I don’t set no laws and orders
I’m not forcing any ties
Prohibitions and permissions
Ain’t the games I press to play
Live upon your own conditions
Pay whatever you can pay
I’m a peaceful antination
Nonpolitical empire
With no foreign validation
And no stamp when to expire
Guess my name - I bet you’ll go
First with madness then with dreaming
Sorry to upset, but no
You won’t notice your old freedom.