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Lost in a sugar-coated lullaby
Lost in a bloody reverie…
Losing control…I lost my train of thought
Watch out – I will hunt you down like game…I’ll watch you rot
But, I will remain downright distraught
I yawn non-stop
As I awaken from my solitary cave…
You’re sleeping beneath the surface – you are unique and brave
You are beautiful and strong
You are sharp and headstrong
I want you to know that I love you so…
I want you to reap what you sow…
Reap what you sow, you know?
Chorus: You are my saving grace
You traced tranquility on my lips
Behind closed doors, there are secrets to unfold
Find your way out of your own maze
You can’t save me this time
Find the energy to run the extra mile
Find the strength to say goodbye sooner or later
Later for now…let me sway away…let me flutter away
Think on me…think of me…
Believe in me…reflect on me…
You’re sleeping beneath the surface
I owe you an apology? You say ‘sorry’ first – say it to my face
I must be dreaming – pinch me please…
Put my worrisome, saddened soul and anxious heart at ease
But, no one can mend these scars from deep within…
I’m falling victim to this one hideous sin….
But, you make me feel great day in and day out (I feel no regret…I don’t feel all
that upset)
Please don’t stop the rhythm of our hearts, beating as one…where have you
been?
We belong with each other…we were meant for each other no doubt (my
mind’s not piling up with excessive debt)
Where are you going? Are you drowning in your pain? Do you wish to drive it
all away?
Do you just wish you could make it disappear out of nowhere? I long for the
Lord’s accord – someday, that day will come and repair our heartbroken hearts
that once consumed dismay and wept with frustration and disarray
He is soul-Upholder by His salvation light
Freeing mankind from sin-punishment’s blight
Enabling testimony to shine bright----
Author of life Who deserves praises for doing what’s right.
He is spirit-Refresher by His constant revival
Driving along gloriously divine upheaval
Propelling for worship’s approval---
Omnipotent Creator Who leads toward triumphant survival.
He is mind-Illuminator by His truth’s brightness
Guarding against lies and deceitfulness
Shielding from delusion’s doubtfulness ---
Blessed Saviour Who combats iniquities’ wickedness.
He is heart-Restorer by His love’s commitment
Sustaining with sufficiency’s contentment
Answering prayers along His blessed settlement---
Prince of peace Who can be depended on for serene establishment.
He is faith-Enforcer by His ready deliverance
Strengthening from evil’s endurance
Transforming life midst His compassion’s assurance---
Almighty God* Who grants victory along prayer endurance.
*1Timothy 1:17 Now unto the King eternal, immortal, invisible, the only wise God, be honour and glory for ever and ever. Amen.Now unto the King eternal, immortal, invisible, the only wise God, be honour and glory for ever and ever. Amen.
My God, I give You thanks for saving me, giving me life everlasting. It's my prayer that those who are not assured of heaven will put their faith in Jesus Christ. May they receive Your gift as they accept You as their personal Saviour and Lord. Work in their hearts as they respond to Your Holy Spirit's enlightenment, and pray: Dear God, I admit that I am a sinner, and bound to go to hell for my sins. Please forgive me, as I repent from my sins, believing that You love me, sending Your Son Jesus Christ to pay for my sins so I can go to heaven. Today, I put my faith in Jesus Christ Who died, was buried, and resurrected to save me. I believe that I will not perish in hell because of trusting You. Thank You for Your promise of eternal life. Help me grow in Your grace, in Jesus' name. Amen.
March 13, 2024
Sitting in the dark,
My shadow shines bright as I think of my future,
the one that's always criticized,
and I dwell upon my feelings the ones that always scatter in different places as criticism ingites.
Showcasing how alive it is en how powerful it can have a bigger impact on one's life,
and that's wen realisation kicks in
as my future hides even further behind my shadow how,
how do I unbuckle the fear concentrated on the routes routed by my mindset with the help of my heart..
I scream for help but mute is he who hides his feelings with a mere smile...
Love so spiteful ripping the odds of peace promoting violence,
a mechanism so dire in consequence.
oh how blind a human eye can be,
as it sees no reason to refrain from an effect so diabolical in action as the heart screams,
"save me" for the the hundredth time..
Meet Him first, in prayers, then peace. Meet Him soon, in praise, sweetest praise. Meet Him last, when death silences the breath… then, in paradise, where His love will forever erase all the past’s pain, all the fears, the darkest days – with love that will always be the same, love that will forever remain! – by poet
In the still breath of an autumn, soft
Verses, visions, memories and contented
Feelings, drawn beneath the sentimental
Words, promises, peace and wisdoms, trembling…
Echoing hope across the breeze, windy
Trails of mystery, shadowed by the heart
Who feels like yesterday, though now passed,
Is dancing through the lemony leaves, in rustling…
Rusts and tangerines, mellow laughter
Coloring the oaks with a sense of grace,
Heartfelt intimacies, epiphanies, fantasies,
Playing melodies, songs with wings, inviting me…
To twilight edges of a lifetime, blessed by
Lingering moments, in Wednesday tears,
Pouring from the dewlike murmurings
Where light seeps in, through the reflections…
Arising beneath the mountain peaks,
Alive like the new day, before praise
Reveals the music of a life, sincere
Abiding in the carefully created…
Moments, before time left her doubts,
Resigned to the destiny, the cloudless
Skies, overcast with the mourning light,
Lasting to tell the world what it means…
To see through the darkness, considering
Serenity, soothing, silent sincerities, seeing
Answers to the wind’s soft blowing, moaning
Praising the One who made a way beyond…
Where the moments turn to shadow songs,
Where the twilight grieves for dreams long gone,
Where the promise are made and hopes paved
Where I know the meaning of praise, singing praise…
To the One who gave, gave and gave…
To save… oh, I’m so thankful for all He gave
To save… save me from the darkness, the pain
Of eternity without His love, the reason I obey….
I’m so thankful, all I can say…
Because He saves, because He forgave
I’m alive today, and I’ll forever say…
He is the only way – He is the ONLY WAY!
Matthew 5:16 “Let your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works, and glorify your Father which is in heaven.”
In prayers, my heart sighs
With hallelujahs on my mind,
Adulation for the One…
Who silences every fear,
Reassures my heart – hope is here,
Within me, where He abides,
More than a thought, stronger than pride,
A gentle word, adoration and devotion,
Healing love, who promises my heart….
He is alive and He lives inside,
Where I can be sure that I’m sealed
By the love that He gave me when He saved me,
The love that remade me and gave me…
A new heart, a new hope, a new life,
The promise of forever in paradise.
In prayers, my soul remembers
The reverence that reveals my spirit,
Who loves Jesus with everything in me.
In prayers, I know He hears me,
And, I’m certain He always blesses,
With love that lives, love that arouses,
A fire, a passion, a lasting faith –
The wonder, the praise that unveils,
A light sent from heaven, a light full of love,
A light that knows me and shows me the way home,
Where I’ll be met by the only One who could save me,
The only ONE who made a way for me….
Because of Him, I can sing… hallelujah, hallelujah
Praise the King of Kings, who quiets every insecurity.
Because He is – I can live with the peace of knowing,
My heart is filled with love that keeps growing,
Because He completes me with this love that’s flowing…
A river of life taking me from earth into paradise!
Praising God for everlasting life
He is the light more powerful than night
He is the light that shines through my soul
He is alive and He will live forevermore!
Thanking God, He is mine! He is mine! Hallelujah!!!
Let His love shine…
SELF-INFLICTED
I BRING IT ALL ON MYSELF, I AM
THE CATALYST OF MY OWN DEMISE
ALONE WITHOUT UNDERSTANDING
GROWING OLD WITHOUT GROWING WISE
I FEEL THE PAIN, YES, OF MY OWN MAKING
BUT LOOKING BACK INTO THE CORE
THE ROOT OF ALL EVIL IS TAKING ME
BACK INTO THE ABYSS ONCE MORE
I WRITHE AND I SCREAM
POURING MY INSIDES OUT
WITHOUT SLEEP, WITHOUT DREAMS,
WHAT IS THIS ALL ABOUT
THE BEGINNING OF THE ENDING AGAIN
I FEEL LIKE I’M LOSING MY MIND
ALONE WITHOUT UNDERSTANDING
WITHOUT SIGHT, LIKE A MAN IN A CAVE, I’M BLIND
I BRING THIS ALL ON, THE SHEER DISGUST I FEEL
NO ONE TO FALL ON, TO SAVE ME FROM WHAT’S REAL
ANGEL ON THE LEFT, DROWNED OUT BY DEMONS CRIES
THEY SIT ON MY RIGHT AND I BELIEVE THEIR LIES, AND FOLLOW THROUGH TO THE OTHER SIDE…
THEY SAY YOU HAVE THE STRENGTH TO CONQUER ALL
TO OVERCOME YOUR DEEPEST FEARS
BUT OUT OF THE DARKNESS, COMES FURTHER DISSENSION
THAT HAS LAID IN WAIT FOR ALL THESE YEARS
I FIGHT TO SEE THE POSITIVE
HALF EMPTY OR HALF FULL
BUT BY ALL ACCOUNTS I’M IN THE NEGATIVE
NO EXCEPTIONS TO THE RULE
I BRACE MYSELF FOR IMPACT
PREPARE TO FACE THE IMPENDING FALL
A MEANS TO AN END FOR ALL THAT I LACK
ANOTHER DAY WITH MY BACK TO THE WALL
I BRING IT ALL ON MYSELF, I AM
THE CATALYST OF MY OWN DEMISE
ALONE WITHOUT UNDERSTANDING
GROWING OLD WITHOUT GROWING WISE…
AND THE SADDEST PART OF IT ALL
IS THAT IT IS ALL SELF-INFLICTED…
Bless me, Father, for I will sin
And go against your laws
But the winds of change are blowing
I must pick up the cause
At break of dawn I'll march to war
My sword will rise again
For our faith will be no more
Should our foe prevail
Sekigahara calls for me
To fight that raccoon fiend
But save me while I'm falling
Christ, my bosom friend
God of Mercy, I'm in your care
Your grace my strength to lift
This cross, your gift that I must bear
Along my battle flag
- In the voice of: Konishi Yukinaga (1558 - November 6, 1600), to Fr. Pedro Gomez, SJ.
-- The Battle of Sekigahara, 21st October 1600
* "that racoon fiend" refers to Tokugawa Ieyasu, who is often derisively referred to as tanuki (raccoon dog) by detractors.
Rest my anguish, PLEASE! .
SAVE ME NOW from the awry life fate has summoned.
Grant me parlay, auspicious hope.
That my atrocious life may be pardoned by tale of good will. I will assuage by healthy distraction, that makes way a brighter tomorrow.
I have though, but one appetency.
Lust for resolution from my medical confines, that people would harbour me fit and measure me beyond my physical constraints.
That I may allure an honest man or by least live an honourable life and absolve my sin by selfless acts, that in death I may be restored whole.
Contest: Crazy As Contest
Sponsor: John Hamilton
Date: 02/11/2019
There are days the sun drags itself across the sky like a wounded thing,
and I follow behind it,
meek as a shadow no one asked for.
My feet walk the same road to the mailbox, rocky and too long,
and still I walk it.
Beside me, the hemlock grows.
Tall and soft, almost beautiful.
It does not beckon.
It does not need to.
Some days, I eye it the way others eye lovers.
It stands there in its stillness,
whispering in a world that shouts.
And I wonder if quiet could be a kind of mercy.
It is hard to exist here.
Harder, maybe, to pretend I want to.
To stitch meaning into mornings,
to answer the question of “why”
with anything but silence.
Some days, I am all ache and effort.
Some days, I am nothing at all.
And still I walk.
I walk, and I glance
at the hemlock.
I want to stay.
I do.
But wanting is not the same as being able.
And some days, I feel like I am made of glass
and apology.
I am tired of both.
I often see the hemlock,
I see how easy it would be to drink,
from the root, from myself.
No spectacle.
No hero.
Just stillness, at last.
I know how bitter it would taste.
But bitterness is not new to me.
I have swallowed worse.
My greatest fear
is one day replacing my reasons to stay
with the venom from the hemlock.
That I will deflower it
just as the world has deflowered me.
I will fill my cup half full,
and as I sit beside the road,
I will drink.
And as I swallow my fate,
no cars will pass,
no one will come to save me from the poison
I pulled with my own hand.
And that will be enough.
Song of hope, 'A Bridge Over Troubled Water'
I can't help myself; I have to sing along
With empathy and devotion for friends in need
I sing with emotion, the lyrics of this great song
How often I have been the one consoling
Drying tears from the sad eyes of a friend
Helping when they've grown tired and weary
suffering a broken heart that needed to mend
Feeling they were drowning in troubled waters
I soothed their bitter tears. We stood side by side
Together, a heart was healed by building a bridge
One that no pain could breach with its flowing tide
There were many times when I'd been down
in need of a good friend when things were bad
A hand to save me from the clutch of darkness
to pull me from the waters of an abysmal well
Those bridges we build over troubled waters
are friendships that comfort both heart and mind,
a shoulder we can cry on when times are hard
They're acts of kindness that friendship will bind
August 6, 2020
Same Old Song Poetry Contest
Sponsor ~ Beth Evans