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In the garden of life, amidst the noise and haste, There lies a beauty that often goes to waste, The short lived moments, the whispers in the wind, It’s in the little things that true joy is pinned.
Appreciation blooms in fields of gratitude,
A gentle reminder of life’s magnitude.
A smile exchanged, a helping hand extended, In these simple acts, love is splendid.
The laughter of a child, the warmth of the sun, The melody of birds when the day is done.
In the grandure of life, these notes so small, Hold the power to uplift and capture
us all.
Lets not overlook the treasures at our feet, For in appreciating the little things, our hearts meet.
In every moment, a blessing can be caught,
For it’s in these little things that true beauty is sought.
Know (Chain Haiku)
One would think we'd know
Knowing, God, intimately
Gives understanding
Gains Loves true beauty
Life's expectant pregnancy
Carrying duty
Expectant, truly
Across the void's Great Divide
On the Greatest Horse
That Joseph could find
That Mary could whisper to
Ruach, be in thee
Give wings to the beast
This beast of proud countenance
Carries Providence
The Great Lamb of God
Come again as a Lion
Ride champion ride
Archangel Trumpet
Be loudly blown in Zion
Know, Everyone
THE SON OF MAN, HE
He comes to sit on the Throne
Payed the price alone
Soldiering a cross
Piercing the Darkness with light
And whom by His side?
Who will stand and say
I know You My Lord, Yes. Yes
I Do Remember You
You were the ONE, yes
You were the ONE, who carried
The One that Ferried
The ONE Love married
Bridegroom We are your Bride
To BE, at YOUR side
The Holy Spirit
Executing, Your Love call
The Father's Will
Being done, on Earth
As the Family makes last stand
As the Earth stands still
Trans-figured, ultimately
Our hearts can become aflame
With the light of Truth
Hallowed Be Thy Name
O,O,O Hallowed Be Thy Name
A Lion-Poet
The Great Mountain King
Phantom of the Opera
The re-appearing
Time is drawing Nigh
When ALL the World, we shall see
The breaker of chains
The Word, Is His Name
Hallowed, Faithful and True, True
Poetic and Stark
Shine light in the dark
Gather us under your wing
Flint for us the spark
Pure, integrity
Is it not everything
To hold your head high
A lamp heads our path
So see through the nothingness
Through the by and by
Through the pokerface
That curses us with it's eyes
Stains us with it's dye
Stop the Suckerpunch
Ward the Warden's Den of Thieves
Of Hell's junk, Baal, bonds
The heart of the deal
"The Treacherous Dealer Deals"
Monopolies
Elites, apathy
Break the chains of their darkness
Take hold of the flame
Pick and choose then the way you see,
Arrive with ease that precious find;
Reach where and when that true beauty,
Attest to peace where cheer grips mind;
Dance deep delight where grace greets good,
Intent sets free the ample fest;
Sense gracious sights where joy frames mood,
Embrace fond glee in happy quest.
Words work wise ways of pleasant dress,
Instruct the heart to flavour feel;
Thoughts fashion clay in sure caress,
Healthy form starts to sync with zeal;
Indulge finesse the craft that sparks,
Nurture your best with each new quark.
Leon Enriquez
28 July 2016
Singapore
So many poemless years,
Not describing your true beauty.
You’re more than an Angel,
Here on angelic duty.
Your face echoes truth,
Of divine radiance on earth.
Your presence warms my soul,
And gives my life its worth.
You’re the one I think about,
With an honest heart so true.
I just want to speak from my within,
And wish a happy birthday to you.
As I bring you a little closer,
Your angelic dust disappears.
I have always wanted to whisper,
Happy birthday in your ear.
Today is the day of reckoning,
As my lips whisper this greeting.
And praise a wonderful day,
While in our secret meeting.
Not a meeting of lustful acts,
But a meeting of a warm embrace.
I have always been mesmerized,
When I look upon your face.
ShSh!
Secrets about our universe are classified
Normal folks like you and I
We need to dock and hide
ShSh!
Be careful what you know
Don't thread on anyone's toe
Don't boast or show
There are secrets we are not allowed to exhibit or know
ShSh!
Stand guard, be alert, trust no one
Everyone is like a ticking time bomb
That is ready and eager to harm and explored
Not all conspiracies are lies
ShSh!
One need to open one's eyes
To see the inner true beauty and mysteries that lies inside
ShSh!
Evil and good walks among us
The watchers are alive
Prowling and travelling to and thro
Observing every step
Monitoring every soul
ShSh!
There's so much mysteries that resides in our world
That you and I don't even dear to know
Be careful who you trust and where you go
No one is worthy of your soul
ShSh!
Good or bad their are here
Living among us
Monitoring our every move
This is what no man knows
Believe or not that is the question
There is no need for titles
forced as some may be.
Random thoughts and observances
frequently pervade these pages
and make their way across the kibes
diminishing their reality.
Meager and frail representations
of what lies deeply imbedded
and well hidden in the heart
waiting patiently to be seen.
The external world's obsession of being busy every day
running here, running there
doing this and that
so that true beauty, feeling and emotion are lost.
The simple things survive
a gentle tender kiss, the soft caressing touch of hands,
a long lost endearing look speak
without the words or titles.
I look upon her pretty mask
The expression so serene
What lies beneath that naked smile?
Where has this woman been?
I look through the portals to her soul
Those lovely and haunting eyes
Despite her greatest effort
This part she cannot disguise
Once the mask is stripped away
vulnerable there she stands
I take her gently in my arms
I make no harsh demands
Floodgates are opened
Her emotions set free
I witness the true beauty
She has gifted to me
I look upon her pretty face
Expression so serene
Yes she gifts me her naked smile
The most beautiful I've ever seen
For Anthony's Naked Contest.
Plastic-like faces, paid for, made for, create *abomination
in an *attempt to court the *affection of the unworthy.
*Bloom, oh fragile rose, scent the air, age gracefully,
leave no ungrateful shadow to *bamboozle the blind.
Cherish each crease in the dog-eared page of your life.
*Flame on, show your *inner soul, ignite with diligent
*passion, and dexterous fingertips the core.
For what is true beauty, if not the lines caused by loving laughter.
*Relationships come and go, false tarts *scorn and *struggle
with the tides of time, and *taste none of the *tender sweetness
of true love, being left eternally *yearning.
Captured by a young man with an old soul that's good to the
bone.
Her desires awaits patiently and yet fulfilled as he joins her at her
throne.
A mile away he can hear her voice whispering in his ears oh
soo Sofltly.
Saying, that her desires which are kept in secret need not come out, they ARE
Costly.
Captured by a cougar with true beauty that has a predilection for young
meat.
She quenches the thirst in his eyes by her presence, yet he gets sooo
weak.
The right environment explodes to never ending imaginations and pure
intimacy.
Constantly caressing, hugging, kissing and passion that turns into more
creativity.
Their lips begin to speak a different language that's spoken oh sooo
quietly.
She feels the muscles of his arms wrapped around her body sealed oh sooo
tightly.
Unbreakable emotions results to stimulations that are non fictional, not planted, but up rooted, as she loves it Sooo Rightly.
God's Labyrinth
A game I play in a race in a maze against no ordinary race.
Where my human mind begins to raise the thoughts in box of lost and
found.
In order to see I have to open my eyes and sweep the seas.
The passion within will never exposes to compare the picture of one's
stare.
Water and fire are 2 simile only I choose to see.
Hot and cold no one knows the beauty that will never show.
The sun and moon are 2 buddies blinding us with beauty like bullies.
Pulverizing my pain darken the stain with nothing to gain.
look inside you won't see beauty on this side where I hide while I'm
alive.
Love bought me time from the enemy at the gate of hate and crime.
Ashes to ashes a life with no trust a box of rust and dust to dust.
To find the tie that binds true beauty beyond the skies, I would truly
have to die.
I hold my chest~ pass all pawns across the chess of God's land holding
his hand.
A puzzled walk connecting~dots of faith, hope, and victory in God's
Labyrinth.
by;p.d.