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Android, light a fire!
Melt down metal and stone.
Forge of these a wire.
O hateful, hold thy own!
Hordes of havoc, ride with fate!
Loose thy battle cry!
Warrior, thy will is hate!
Compel these to die!
Sigh, O waiting ladies?
Not readily, good sir.
Look up at the Pleiades!
Reality, just blur...
Automaton, black abyss!
Apocalypse; kiss.
Flock of pelican, fish. Grow, gris.
Serpent coiling, hiss.
Bile and blasphemy, break. Be.
All tomorrow, flee.
Beat of my heart, suddenly!
Vision means to see...
Cold confusion, coffee cake!
Help a brother out!
Vampire, do ye fear the stake?
Dragon, do ye doubt?
Flame eternal, burn within!
Blanch, O fire of Sin!
Scorching heat of oven? In!
What ye dream, begin!
Light of spark and intellect!
Brilliant is thy glow!
Raven of fate, how you pecked!
Necked and tossed below!
Chain unbroken, forge. Deep gorge.
Weathervane, point. Sight.
Unit twenty, thou art corge.
One it takes to fight...
Be thou a sweet fruit of God's harvest.
Be thou faithful, loving, peaceful, and honest.
As Jesus, God's only begotten son, was the fruit of Mary's womb.
Be thou worthy in bloom.
Be thou unfailing in goodness and righteousness.
Under God's brilliance, be thou also refulgent Autumn blossom in holy oneness.
Be thou everything that he has enriched in you.
Spread your precious seeds of God's holy ordinance until your immortal time is due.
There is no divine spiritual harvest for bitter fruit, that is seeded in darkness.
For they are rooted sources of calculating exploits of evilness.
For God would deliver stern judgment on the wicked that evilness has sown.
For his wrath may be greater than the wrath on Sodom and Gomorrah, at a time that will be too late for the wicked to atone.
September 2023
Late one afternoon, I saw a star
And I wondered what month we were, in the calendar.
Just as I worked outside, on the printer,
For such is only seen during the winter.
Oh! thou magnificent star
Roaming within the boundaries of space.
My heart beats as thou were afar
As I gazed at thy beautiful face.
I felt thy undiluted fragrance
That gave me an insight into your graceful elegance
The thoughts has often come into my mind, impinging my countenance
If I ever shall feel it real, not in a trance.
I love to confess
My undeserved oneness
Which has brought me loneliness
Of living in a wilderness
I need you to fill that single vacuum,
To give my life an equilibrium.
For thy sake it was created, right from inception
That we may be celebrated in our generation.
Again! I come to you,
thou, I said I never would;
but! Here I am again,
in the middle of the night,
your slave.
How many times,
have I walked away;
turned my back on you,
then found I couldn’t
sleep a wink, for all I did
was lie-awake, and think of you?
And even when I could sleep,
every dream, - I dreamed, was you.
It would appear,
I am addicted to you.
What is this hold you have on me,
that will not set me free;
that claims my every waking,
and sleeping thought, and dream?
There are times I love you more
than life itself, when you carry me away
from the downside of reality;
and I become the real me.
But, there are times, when I hate you;
like now, when I need to sleep,
but you keep calling me, knowing
I can’t resist.
So, here I am again,
in the middle of the night,
in the kitchen - with you - my destiny
as once again, I write.
Written: April 25, 2011 -
This Free Verse was inspired by: another sleepless night
Author: Elane Cecelia George, of Canada
I spoke to the sea,
a calm breath
though a gale raged
inside of me – both my
sails shredded, I begged
for mercy:
“Thou art the greatest world current,
what brag would be a wretched notch
like me!? Devourer of coasts!
Reshaper of vast continents! Bane
of man’s mightiest fleets! Countless
formidable have foolishly challenged thee, and now
lie silent in your crushing depths...were I
added to such esteem numbers,
a bald-headed, gray bearded, toothless
old dote, it would be a disgrace~
better toss me high into the
air, toward that island over there, for
unlike you, Great Wet Majesty, crocodiles
and lizards have no pride; then there
not be shame of yours to hide –
promise, never will I return….”
and this, dear children, is why
grandpa cannot take you fishing --
I wish you the true ..........
Knowing fully well you got enough wishes
To come are fulfilments and celebration
Enjoy each moment of your day's period
These are my wishes for you
Have a good fun off delicious dishes
To count on worthwhile memories in administration
Till come such next year in myriad
Being at the middle
Everyone does eye the top
Up there are many vibes and vices
While you eye, they wish they were
May you never be laid idle
May sickness never put thy muscles to a stop
Throughout living, shall you onto life add spices
To count on putting in enough care
Growing...
Grow others of you
Learning...
Learn how life fairs
Praying...
Pray love abounds
Wishing...
Wish there exist no regret
Laughing...
Laugh at childhood owned blue
Hiring...
Hire joy to manage your affairs
Listening...
Listen how lovely birthday song sounds
Putting...
Put it on tightly, thy nice barrette
All day long
Waiting is now over
Thou still look so young
Keep enjoying- grace of the new crossover
Complaining with bitterness
My heart mourns over selfishness-caused angst
Grieving because of pride-bruised infirmity…
Oh, God… correct me, I beg
As I submit to You, humbly broken
Thanking You for chastening me with Your love
For my virtuous transformation…
…never impossible through faith’s strength!
Immersing in failure’s frustration
My soul wallows in futile blame-game
Afflicted with vanity ailment…
Oh, God… Your mercy* I beseech
While I yearn for Your corrective act
Praising You for awakening me by Your grace
Toward triumphant servanthood…
…marked with joyous obedience!
*Psalm 30:10 Hear, O LORD, and have mercy upon me: LORD, be thou my helper.
June 28, 2019
Oh, while I with sorrow pine,
You my love, feign ignorance.
When you see a falling star
streaking through the night sky,
When you see flowers
wilt and wither away,
When you see leaves
fall to dust in autumn,
When monsoon clouds
cry over the barren desert…
Knowest thou not
they’re all aware of my hurting heart?
With me they all yearn,
With me they all mourn…
Each day long, each night lonely.
How doth thou be blind to my fate so dire?
Unbeknownst to my aching heart
you turned your back on me
forsaking me forever to languish alone.
I pray my dear,
Your heart one day will be broken like mine.
~Contest: Broken Hearts
~Sponsor: Faraz Ajmal
ROY OF THE LIGHT
Legend talks of a young boy
the name ROY
tired of being a mortal
he traveled to the land of light
There he embraced the light
He became a creature of light
with ability to move
move at the speed of light
and take any look he fancied..
now Roy fancied.. nay loved
loved them nice girls
i speak of ROY for he grew up in our village
WE nicknamed him WANDA ROY
For a travellor he was
the first of the pilgrims
ROY the just ROY, a mystique..
ROY a defender of the down trodden
ROY a defender of justice
i speak of ROY for he grew up in our village
ROY the one who always saw more
yet admitted too little
they now say ROY roams the big city.. NAIROBI..
And did ROY love them gracious ladies
ROY of light indeed loved them fair lasses
ROY we loved to tease.. the skirt snitch..,
i speak of ROY for he grew up in our village
ROY thou an ordained brother of the church
ROY now a musician
ROY morrow a cop
ROY the next day a movie star
ROY you are but the star of light
ROY a computer wizard
i speak of ROY for he grew up in our village
Unlike kunti the king ostrich
my head is unburried under the sand
dont i know ROY.. ROY my kinsman
ROY who taught me eloquence
ROY the teacher of subtle
and master of martial arts
i believe ROY for we grew up together
ROY a resource beneath the cloud
ROY a variant of norms
ROY a teacher of customs
ROY just ROY..
You loved the feel linen
i believe in you ROY for we grew in the same household
Years come and go
seasons come and pass
they are born and given to be wed
But ROY OF the light..
are you not a resource beneath a cloud
you are the echo of light
you are the beacon of light
i speak of you ROY you are my kinsman
ROY the resource beneath a cloud..
ROY..We knew he was just
ROY, THE JUST ROY
And Israeli our people ROY
Will always remain ROY...
ROY nimo mawala ma israeli.
August 11 Heart for God Bible Meditations Based on Isaiah 64-66
Key Verse – Isaiah 64:8 But now, O LORD, thou art our father; we are the clay, and thou our potter; and we all are the work of thy hand.
HEART THAT RELIES ON THE LORD WHO IS THE POTTER OF OUR LIVES
Our heart relies on the Lord Who is the Potter of our lives along our weakness
Thereby strengthening our commitment’s steadfastness
With His might’s readiness
So that we can serve Him with willingness.
Our heart relies on the Lord Who is the Potter of our lives along our scarcity
Thereby supplying our soul’s necessity
With His Word’s vitality
So that we can praise Him with sincerity.
Our heart relies on the Lord Who is the Potter of our lives along our lack
Thereby filling our treasure’s pack
With His enrichment’s sack
So that we can follow Him with obedience-knack.
Our heart relies on the Lord Who is the Potter of our lives along our deficiency
Thereby meeting our faith’s insufficiency
With His ability’s urgency
So that we can cling to Him with consistency.
Our heart relies on the Lord Who is the Potter of our lives along our suffering
Thereby upholding our sacrifices’ gearing
With His help’s anchoring
So that we can cleave to Him with trust-ensuring.
Our heart relies on the Lord Who is the Potter of our lives along our worry
Thereby rebuking our discontentment’s misery
With His truth’s victory
So that we can please Him in our praise-story.
Our heart relies on the Lord Who is the Potter of our lives along our ailment
Thereby healing our body’s impairment
With His wellness’ ointment
So that we can continue with Him along our spiritual engagement.
August 11, 2026