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I plead, out of cynicism, for accepting.
I am here, and my regrets are flagging.
It's unlikely for me just to be harming.
My chest has gotten used to my suffering.
Confession is ugly and does not avail.
My silence helps me feel like such an angel.
My poem often turned into a puzzle.
It seems as if I've been writing in a low yell.
Sometimes specific notes deter.
The reward flies off with a cursor.
Inhabiting my waves, rapture
My distress showed the flatter.
Holes obscure the road.
I'm escaping the old code.
The drills aren't the fight ride.
My troops have busted the spread.
I may not have a sword, nor am I trying to keep.
With a stick over my sheep to weep
lonesome and lonely I walk
bore in and between every strand of life
as figures of gesture now pulls me to the stream of every reason
left unanswerable in this miniseries of love
within and without any careless reason of its own
yet no slogan to say
loosing my mind another exercise with no shame of stupidity
as everything becomes anything
in skepticism of telling you the truth
unbecoming i become mingled with the fear of coming up to you
for the love I feel and re-feel to certainty
fearing an irrefutable no from you
and in all,
I truly and madly fall deeply and sincerely for you
regardless of no courage of mine.
When the mind is intransigent,
it sees what it perceives to be true;
and only believes what it sees.
This skepticism is human nature:
yet all is possible with God.
Some people hesitate
to explicitly define their beliefs:
for fear of being mocked or shunned.
Our personal experiences
enable us to define good and evil.
But when we pray to God,
we are spiritually comforted.
Friends and family are integral
to a healthy spiritual life.
Our egos are fragile:
we need a sound support structure,
should self-doubts attack us:
over failed dreams, low expectations,
and meager accomplishments.
Do not forget: you are a soul,
don't allow doubt to be
your tormentor and destroyer.
Isn't it annoying to hope and never be truly cherry?
Do you recognize you were the lone soldier to run away?
When I reach the risky level, I had the right to shoot away.
Is there any opportunity Fortune you may delay?"
There is one person who must oversee the beam.
There is just one success, regardless of the storm.
Are you insane to ponder I'm ill since you loved them?
We'll surely deal with the true flag in the realm.
Sent from the heavens to rescue temporal creature?
Will it even be a relief to realize the imminent failure?
Have you received a lot of inquiries? generally, clever
You remain desolate, yearning for forlorn dinner.
Anything you can set up whenever it is close to you.
You relieve the person of its stifling love asset portfolio.
Mending a broken spirit is difficult and painful too.
The leaves tend to be defoliated and unfocused, though.
True to nature, the prolific soil is all shades of dark.
Time to agree now that you have the trust of the public.
Did you believe you were doomed from the outset mark?
When you hit your molarity, occurred a false block.
Regardless, I was dissatisfied with the outcome.
Charming or presumably extending your point of claim.
There was a lot of skepticism around humanity at the time.
Did you realize your spirit was defective anytime?
Written April 14, 2021
This Or That, Vol 2 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Edward Ibeh
November 23 Scripture Meditations Based on 1Thessalonians 4-5
Key Verse – 1Thessalonians 5:9 For God hath not appointed us to wrath, but to obtain salvation by our Lord Jesus Christ.
MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR APPOINTING ME TO OBTAIN SALVATION
Thank You for appointing me to obtain salvation by Your grace
Surely forgiving me from my sin-caused carnal case
Of grievous transgression-trace…
Now, I’m Your beloved child for heavenly pace.
Thank You for appointing me to obtain salvation by Your compassion
Surely rescuing me from my helpless situation
Of hell-bound sentence-condition…
Now, I’m Your redeemed heir for holy perfection.
Thank You for appointing me to obtain salvation by Your mercy
Surely propelling me from my hopeless persistency
Of foolish skepticism-policy…
Now, I’m Your sanctified saint for prayer-upheld fervency.
Thank You for appointing me to obtain salvation by Your goodness
Surely cleansing me from my proud self-righteousness
Of arrogant achievement-haughtiness…
Now, I’m Your called servant for blessed faithfulness.
Thank You for appointing me to obtain salvation by Your workmanship
Surely disciplining me from my rebellious followership
Of hypocritical ministry-partnership…
Now, I’m Your enriched steward for grateful worship.
Thank You for appointing me to obtain salvation by Your plan
Surely driving me from my perilous “I can”
Of personal ability-span…
Now, I’m Your secured believer for biblical scan.
Thank You for appointing me to obtain salvation by Your sovereignty
Surely pulling me from my worthless humanity
Of miserable worldliness-vanity…
Now, I’m Your faith-propped follower for fruitful spirituality.
November 23, 2022
Serenity
Too long my soul,
Separated by
Uninvited city noise
And fleeting seconds -
Robbed of opportunity
To meet in blended rhapsodies
Of pure autumnal hues –
Reassuring arms, gathering us in
Like bright scarlet umber,
Rest like folded hands
When I forget how dearly
You need to harvest calm from frosty nights
On mountainsides of fluttering aspens
Wearing diadems of radiant gold -
Taking in tranquility
From iridescent neon sunsets;
Turning from the sizzling heat of summer’s breathing
Searing innocence with masked skepticism –
By murmuring lakeshores
Resting – rippling – undulating –
Awaiting soft sung cradlesongs of renewal;
You turn your eyes
From the hallucinations dancing in the life of city lights
More enchanted by hypnotic snowstorms
Of falling leaves gathered at your feet
Sipping evening spice
As velvet twilight extends - swaddled into approaching darkness
A smile of peacefulness - an invitation to become one again –
To hint of amber tinted moons
When zephyrs change their cloaks to cloudy vesper winds
When mists ride on their whispers to leave a glittering sheen
On the abundance of harvest’s open hand;
My soul let us renew our vows of unity in placid stillness –
Let us cling! Let us toast! Let us celebrate
With the bubbling wine of ripened, overwhelming fermentation
Our long desired reunion.
8-22-20
Contest: Serenity Emerging
Sponsor: Regina McIntosh
Nourished on fertile ground* of good works’ harvests
my stewardship, yielded to the Supreme Creator
ceaselessly persists against impediments
blossoming for functional productivity…
Once a breeding plot of university secularism
my mind had its activism germinations
midst cynicism and skepticism weeds
along liberalism sproutings…
Then in the most opportune planting time
God, through His sent-out Gospel sower
embedded to my soul His seeds
spiritual truth for life eternal…
Hence, watered by the Lord’s mercy, nurtured by His grace
my life, the Saviour compassionately redeemed
from miserable sin-condemned futility
toward His favored fruitfulness…
Now on fertile ground within Christ’s green house
God’s Word flourishes despite pest attacks
in my re-created being, ransomed soul
converted heart, renewed mind…
Yes, I thank the Almighty for letting me thrive well
on fertile ground of His blessed service-vineyard
enabling my worship to glow with serene bliss
while leading others toward His light.
*Luke 8:15 But that on the good ground are they, which in an honest and good heart, having heard the word, keep it, and bring forth fruit with patience.
August 14, 2021
3rd place, "This or That, Vol 5" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Edward Ibeh; judged on 8/20/2021.
National Bible Month in our country is January*
Asserting and affirming the Scriptures as God’s Word of victory
Testifying truth of eternity, skepticism cannot bury
Instilling in minds the need to trust the Gospel story
Opening avenues for preaching toward heaven’s territory
Nurturing spirituality to vanquish hatred’s fury
Awaking souls against alarming sin-caused misery
Leading hearts to love the Lord and one's neighbors for His glory.
Bible as sword of Spirit is authored by the Creator of great might
Instruction it gives enables us to do what’s right with peace delight
Book of the Law** props fortitude for good success-height
Light and lamp of divine virtues for faith-journey day and night
Earnestly educating lives with holiness’ sight.
Meditating Saviour’s precepts assures redemption’s jubilation
Optimizing Christ's powerful statutes help overcome temptation
Nourishment of the perfect Guide grants wisdom against destruction
Teachings of omniscient Counselor encourage with exhortation
Hoisting triumphant service of compassionate reaching-out function!
*Signed on January 5, 2017 by the President of the Philippines, His Excellency Rodrigo Roa-Duterte, Proclamation No. 124 declares “the month of January of every year as National Bible Month culminating in the last week thereof as National Bible Week.” Likewise, Republic Act No. 11163 is the “National Bible Day Act” declaring every last Monday of January as National Bible Day. Such was signed on December 20, 2018 by the Congress of the Philippines.
**Joshua 1:8 This book of the law shall not depart out of thy mouth; but thou shalt meditate therein day and night, that thou mayest observe to do according to all that is written therein: for then thou shalt make thy way prosperous, and then thou shalt have good success.
January 27, 2019
Edited on September 22, 2020
2nd place, "A Historic Event" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by William Kekaula; judged on 9/24/2020.
May 31 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on Psalms 52-56
Key Verses – Psalm 52:1 … Why boastest thou thyself in mischief, O mighty man? the goodness of God endureth continually.
LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY ENDURING GOODNESS
Lord God, You are my enduring Goodness,
pacing me along Your righteous settlement
Thank You for Your pacifying my carnal tongue by Your holiness-engagement
Packing me inside Your abundance of bountiful contentment…
Please make me a fruitful tree in Your blessings’ endowment.
Lord God, You are my enduring Goodness,
painting me with Your beautiful pardon midst corruption
Thank You for Your paralyzing my filthy attitude with Your healing sanction
Partnering with me by Your cleansing toward my sanctification…
Please restore me with the joy of Your salvation.
Lord God, You are my enduring Goodness,
perfecting me with Your transforming might
Thank You for Your performing in my fervent prayer and supplication’s plight
Permitting me to seek after You midst oppressing unbelief-caused fright…
Please help me stick to Your truth, desiring divine wisdom’s insight.
Lord God, You are my enduring Goodness,
picking me up from my sin-hiding
Thank You for Your piercing my deceitful heart with Your Word’s attending
Piloting me against doubts of skepticism-ascending…
Please keep me from wilderness’ wanderings by Your guarding.
Lord God, You are my enduring Goodness,
planting me in Your sweet counsel
Thank You for Your placing my grand future in Your dwelling’s eternal castle
Propping me with Your deliverance-triumph despite any hassle…
Please draw by Your sustaining assurance-epistle.
Lord God, You are my enduring Goodness,
powering me with Your mercy
Thank You for Your propelling my conviction with Your fighting urgency
Prodding me to trust You with faithful consistency…
Please enclose me in Your clemency.
Lord God, You are my enduring Goodness,
preserving me midst my iniquity
Thank You for Your prevailing over my stubbornness by Your sovereignty
Preventing me from doubting and being afraid of uncertainty…
Please deliver me from falling because of insecurity.
May 31, 2023
4/12/21
"Lonely"
The truth is
Leaving my health and finances in ruin
Towards THC and Alcohol, I've been abusive
I got a problem, Houston
Still driving a Ford Fusion
Why are they so quick to tell Newton
And Susan
After all I'm only human
Most my friends are animals, like Toothless
It's no illusion
I'm not stupid
I've just been reclusive
There's no reason to make up excuses
After all, it's useless
I've been listening to music
And doin' for me what is therapeutic
I could talk about it or just do it
I could show it or shoot it
I could accept such terms or refuse it
I could care less or I could prove it
I was foolish or I f****ng knew it
On came the cataclysm
Followed by a schism
A world full of skepticism
And criticism
As the waters remain murky or glisten
They say it's the truth
But the only proof
Is from what was written
Therefore a lot could be hidden
if they only show what they want you to see and hear
Pulling strings like a puppeteer
Sleight of hand, like a magician
One thing certain, time keeps tickin'
Intuition tellin' me somethin' is missin'
Misery avenue, is where I've been livin'
In addition
To battling a drug addiction
And alcoholism
The plot continues to thicken
Few if any listen
Zero recognition
Oh well, back to my mission
Got to finish the expedition
While I'm still in existence
It'll take persistence
And brilliance, not inconsistence
There'll be resistance
But I've got to cover a lot of distance
Only so much time we are given
Here one second, gone the next minute
Since people are so nosey
Often staying low-key
Keeping to myself mostly
The room always smoky
Drinking so much whatever, such as Peroni
Thought you did, but you must not know me
Still I feel so lonely
Looking for my one and only
Looking around closely
As time passes by quickly yet slowly
The real thing not phony
Or bologna
Still I feel so lonely