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where's mistake perhaps i have found
without loving my heart can't live sound
i never hurt any one as i know and think
misunderstanding may cause due to missing link
i am suspected and sometimes i am blamed
without any fault many times i am ashamed
i know i am very simple and God believer
i love all so i am inflicted in to brain fever
though love is my biggest mistake ever i find
this mistake rebuilds me and gives me peace of mind
Written on: 2nd July 2016
A cat sat on a buckaroo hat
A hat that was not a hat
but a Flying Fox bat,
A bat like a hat
that was not a bat
but a Spacecraft
from the planet Cobalt…
Can you just picture that?
This story is as simple as that,
A Spacecraft like a bat
Slick, smooth and flat
with a cockpit and all that
and a cat from the planet cobalt
in an outer space, as far as that…
There’s more to it than that.
While chasing an alien Rogue Rat
in and around the galaxy and all that,
Cat Cobalt in the outer space got lost
in the rat’s extraterrestrial habitat…
Now, what’s up with that?
Here and there, with this and that
From beyond yonder just like that
Poor Cat Cobalt on our Earth fell flat,
No ceremony and no welcoming mat…
Oh, who would ever want that?
To get back home this resilient cat
with one purpose alone and that’s that
He rebuilds the broken Spacecraft
with the help of one domestic cat
and goes back home to Planet Cobalt
Now no one knows where it’s at…
This ends the tale of the Cobalt cat!
~08/01/18
~"Cat Poems" contest by Tania Kitchin
(A lone voice whispers)
I've met you before
You know
When you were young and wild
Before the world corrupted you
And your soul defiled
I was present when you were born
Just hiding my true form
As I wait in here
In the shadows
Watching you act around and perform
Before you come home
To me
The eternal eyewitness
Beyond the norm
So
Live your life
Explore and experience all you can
Before you meet me again
And read after me
My Lord is my guide
I shall not want more
Before I die
He takes me through all doors as he rebuilds me to be whole
For my salvation is his only goal
Temptation shall call and bother me not
For my Lord
Regardless of my choice of faith
In who I believe
Like a divine thought
Shall show me the way
(C)
Copyright John Duffy
A hint of sadness rises
high up in the trees
whispers of goodbye ride each breeze.
Green leaves fades to paler shades
hues of yellow, oranges, reds displayed
as the autumn mists begin to wain.
An end to the summer warms
thundered lightning, brief rain storms
and now the earth rests in its sleepy yawns.
Unclear blended whisperings haunt the day,
with hidden messages floating on the wave
of the once calm seas writhing in the craze
of tropical storms and hurricanes soon made.
The earth awakes grumpy to its inner frustrations
to reveal its anger and its lack of patience
with man's abuse and natural wastings.
It cries and weeps at the plunder and the waste
of man's remolding it in his haste
devoid of thought or consideration of this sacred place.
The world evolves, renews and rebuilds
unaware of the blessings it freely yields
allowing man to plunder every open field.
A cat sat on a buckaroo hat
A hat that was not a hat
but a Flying Fox bat,
A bat like a hat
that was not a bat
but a Spacecraft
from the planet Cobalt…
Can you just picture that?
This story is as simple as that
of Merlin, the magic cat
from way yonder planet cobalt
in a Spacecraft like a bat –
Slick, smooth and flat
with a cockpit and all that
and a cat from the planet cobalt
in an outer space, as far as that…
There’s more to it than that!
While chasing an alien Rogue Rat
in and around the galaxy and all that,
Cat Cobalt in the outer space got lost
in the rat’s extraterrestrial habitat…
Now, what’s up with that?
Here and there, with this and that
From beyond yonder just like that
Poor Cat Cobalt on our Earth fell flat,
No ceremony and no welcoming mat…
Oh, who would ever want that?
To get back home this resilient cat
with one purpose alone and that’s that
He rebuilds the broken Spacecraft
with the help of ‘Meow’, a domestic cat
and goes back home to Planet Cobalt
Now no one knows where it’s at…
This ends the tale of the Cobalt cat!
~Contest: Merlin The Magic Cat
~Sponsor: Mystic Rose Rose
When He lit up the world, He knew
His light would overcome
The worst fears, the darkest nights.
When He silenced the thunder’s roar, He knew
His voice would calm the seas, the winds
No storm could possibly spoil what He shaped
With His gentle hand, His mercy and grace.
When He painted the stars, the seas, the sun, He knew
His wonders had only just begun,
While the hearts He designed were filled with hope,
He knew that every dream was stirred by love,
Every joy inspired by the splendor beyond the setting sun.
When He revealed the music that accompanies His song,
A song filled with serenity, sincerity, soothing
A song played by angels with their imposing harps,
A song compiled by the beauty that surrounds the soul,
The beauty of a love that just grows and grows... then, came hope!
When He filled our hearts with His guidance,
He taught us that love was the source of our wealth,
Wealth beyond what gold or silver could imagine,
Powerful and fuller than any luxury,
Wealth that comes to those who hear His word…
When He sent His only Son, He knew
We’d never know the meaning of His gift,
Until we’d seen beyond the sin and strife,
To the greatest love that has ever been,
To God’s ultimate sacrifice…
Love that burned brighter than the morning sun,
Love that came to us at God’s expense,
Love that taught us the meaning of forgiveness.
Love that restores, repairs and rebuilds.
Love that is best understood by the soul who hears Him…
When the heart is convicted of sin, and given the chance
To begin again… born again,
The best life found is the life that is led
By His Son, Jesus, the King who offers sweet forgiveness
To souls He saves by grace, through faith – just believe Him!
I am the rogue with ink-stained hands..
A poetess who never plans.
I gather moments, brief and bright..
And turn them into lines that bite.
I write the hum of passing cars..
The silence tucked between the stars.
The way a stranger’s eyes can speak..
Or how the strong unravel weak.
I taste the air before a storm..
Feel chaos shifting, taking form.
I hear the lies beneath the truth..
The essence left behind by youth.
No subject safe, no thought too wild..
I am both tempest and the child.
Who scribbles secrets in the dark..
And sets them loose with just a spark.
I borrow scents, I trap a sound..
Turn passing seconds tightly wound.
Into a verse that breathes and bends..
That breaks, rebuilds, and never ends.
I write of love that claws and clings..
Of broken trust and fragile things.
Of ghosts that linger in the chest..
Of wars that never seem to rest.
A rogue, they say.. I don't conform..
I write the calm, I write the storm.
For I don’t write to just be read…
I write to bleed what’s never said.
In the depths of the soul, where only silent shadows whisper,
Burns a nameless flame, a sun that knows no setting in the whirlwind,
Born from our meeting like an intersection of falling stars,
It's the light that dances through the veins of time, unafraid of silent winds.
You are the fire that burns in the silences of time retreating into shadow,
Every moment with you is a sea swallowing my thoughts and shading them,
It's not just a passage through time, but an intertwining of beings in silent dances,
It's our quiet world, where breaths become poetry that reaches us.
Your smile is a flood of light breaking the darkness within me,
Your gaze, a window to eternity, where love embodies so well,
Through you, I contemplate not just beauty, but the mystery that binds us in silence,
Our hearts beat like a symphony echoing in the secret of an undying dream.
It's the unseen music of souls intertwining beyond words and silences,
When your hands touch mine, the world stops in other spheres,
We remain, a universe where love is a silent ruler, yet powerful,
In your eyes, I find the mirror of the promise that I won't be alone in any thought.
There, in your gaze, I discover the comfort and strength that keeps us afloat,
Your words are verses of light caressing my soul like the sun on waters,
Our love is a dance born of destiny, a grace that binds us endlessly,
We move like stars that have found their orbits in a meeting of infinity.
As the days pass and settle into the necklace of our silent time,
You are the root that keeps me anchored, and I am the flower reaching for the mute sky,
Together, we are a garden of dreams and colors interwoven in mystery,
Our love is a book written with emotions, desires, and memories that blend us.
I love you with my entire being, with thoughts, wounds, and hopes that unite,
This love rebuilds me, burns me, and sanctifies me, fulfilling me,
I promise to always be by your side, in the story that binds us ever closer,
To enrich your soul, for our love to be eternal, like a hidden song.
What's good about pain
There's always a brand new idea
It could go far beyond the limit
Spread like a width of a galaxy
Far across an empty street
Where you accidentally fell
The small pieces of yourself
But the sting of every pain
Rebuilds the inner strength
Prepare to face adversaries
All predicaments and drama
Pain is not a joke but a lesson
It thickens the pages of your book
To make it as one of the best selling...
Sell it till you find its worth
Pain is not a curse but a remedy
Learn how to value its entire entity
Naturally you'll never realize
The more pain you'll get
Revives self- respect
So as mine.
"Be like a flower ... gentle, quiet and humble" Quote _ Constance La France
Gentle
Like the breath of hope
That stirs inside the heart
Who believes, beyond a doubt
That hope heals the sorrows,
Nurses the feelings, the believing
Cures and restores, rebuilds
A joy that can only bring gentleness
Quiet
Like the beauty of faith
That surrounds the soul
With an amazing grace, a silence
In the wind, the wonders within
Those who remember to pray,
Without a word – with only a heart
Who knows that He still hears
Listening to the prayers,
Who flow so silently, so quietly
Humble
Like the wonder of love
That rouses the music within,
The bleeding dream, the faded grief
The sweetness of a forever belief
In the One who hears those appeals
From lips, meek and mild – like a child
Modest words, simple desires
Love only knows the miracle of a life
Who feels like it has been given blessings
In hope, faith and love – it accepts humbly
From the heart and soul, knowing
The miracle of something far greater
Than anything else on earth – anything
Ever known or experienced…
Thanks to Him, there is life everlasting
Forever is the gift from the Creator of us all,
The One who lasts through every sorrow,
The One who brings hope for each tomorrow
Thanks to Him, there is a light on inside us,
A light that shines bright so the world
Can see a part of His love – setting the soul on fire!
Gentle, quiet, humble – He abides in those who know
Those are words that ignite this unending desire
To give back to the One who brings a love like no other love alive!
He is the whole reason that love will always survive.
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