Long Virtue Poems

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No Need To Worry

The water on the most heavenly lake envies your eyes
Because they glisten more beautifully than it could ever dream of
And I can’t help but stutter when the thoughts arise
Of how I can tell you the extent of my love

When you turn now faced towards me from looking away
And the dark skies recede expelling the grey
I can fall into love for the millionth time
With the most gorgeous girl who’s face is sublime

And no rhyme could ever think of doing you justice
For every time I pleaded to God for a change
The angels in heaven assured me “just trust us”
The virtue of patience works in ways that are strange

As I lie here in bed blind of what to say
My mind goes back to when you talked to me that day
And when that night came and we danced and you let
Me give you my first kiss that I will never forget

I’d like to take a second to mention thank you
For showing me that love can still grow in the shade
As I watch the rain down your face at the lake just us two
I soak in every drop and pray it won’t fade 

You’re a sunset that wishes the horizon goodnight
And I cry when you go transcending my sight 
Every waking moment with you I want to stay
So I can collapse into your heart and drift away

I want to hold hands with you forever
And I want to drown in the depths of your sea
I want to float with you like a feather
And I want you to fall in and take me

Hi, all quiet like you say
I love who you are and I will until my last day
We can take it slow, we don’t have to hurry
You’re the girl I want, and there’s no need to worry
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Outlaws of Love

There is a bounty for our hearts Luv,
gold and fame for the flat riders who dare lower our flame
seeking to steal our fortune of raw carnal currency, our soul gold,
Love's law has decreed our passion a sedition against tradition,
a violation of virtue, a willful act of feral freedom, unauthorized love prize,
the old and ossified Judges are corrupt with dry eyes
the flesh upon which these laws are scribed suffers from necrosis,
they allege we are prisoners of passion
they say you are my **** of seduction
they assert I am your beast of brawn taboo
they know not that you are a rose of fire within my heart,
they fail to realize that I am your lion of lust and trust, 
they squawk and hiss in their chambers of spoiled embers,
jealous and freezing from forgotten romance
what do they know of our embrace and fury,

When we cry for eachother, when we touch like none other,
when we come for one another, when we battle with scorching thunder
our love justice soars supreme, our only law, to love with rebel youth, to never surrender -

J.A.B.
Form: Epic

Premium Member Thou Shalt Not Kill

Thou Shalt Not Kill

We think in a court of law . . .
Where the death sentence is being carried out
Use of the Holy Bible should never be allowed
For this breaks one of the Almighty Lord God’s 
Moral imperatives in the Ten Commandments 
Whereby, He declared: “Thou Shalt Not Kill.”

Our verdict on this subject is . . .
This action is certainly not a man-given right
To do such an immoral thing.

The very executors . . . 
Of such a heinous sentence 
Are no better than the 
Monsters they kill,
But kill them they do.

We as human beings . . .
Truly must be better than this.
Or is this trait an indelible aspect of our psyche
And our collective Cosmic DNA?

Perhaps down the line . . .
God himself gives these particular sinners 
A full taste of His Divine Redemption or His Divine Retribution.
His Choice.

The death penalty is not justice at all . . .
It’s just an easy way of getting rid of problems
And sweeping them conveniently under the rug. 

Life is truly sacred . . . 
“Thou Shalt Not Kill”
A timeless Christian virtue.

All of us, as thinking intelligent creatures . . .
Who inhabit this Earth
Should devoutly treasure this divine commandment.

Amen!  Amen!  Amen!

Liam McDaid and Gary Bateman – October 24, 2014 (Free Verse Collaboration)

Premium Member Vision zero

I'm thinking of nero..' as i read on (vision zero?) The rhetoric
Seems all burnt-out' like patriotisam.? Must be so many seeds
Of doubt? There's (ground zero) and zero carbon? Maybe a
Link.?? Do we need, a think-athon.? I'm putting it to you.!!
Maybe you'll notice ? Enough to take a look.? See whats
Going on.? Behind the seedy crooks.' Behind (the hope not
Hate) the positive slogans..That outline your fate?? Will you
Comply.? Shall many bend the knee?? Think.? i urge you all.!
On insinuation, on destination, on foreshadowing' upon the
Macarb indications to absorb.' Un-seeng such dark signalling 
And virtue-less typology!

Premium Member Waiting

Waiting
   for time will tell
Don't overthink it
patience is virtue
Hurried harshness
steady, slowly wins out
It will be as it shall be
Comfort has a ease
lingering calms the soul
Worrying never ages well
faith allows endurance
Anything done in an instant
is worth just that.
So I wait
within I find myself
seeing what I see
feeling as I feel
Being as I am
All is all
each sorrow every joy
I am composed
my spirit evolves
not only of this world
but of realms promised and believed
Born to die and die to Live
Life is a circle
the earth spins round and round
Heaven expands eternal
no beginning no ending
Always
Let it be
             waiting...


Iprin Ghost

To death the inaccessible, the never-pleadable,
start whispering, like shepherds in the fog,
lost in their utter boundlessness.
Stand and talk about the night.
I know it can be done with a mutter, stand
and listen to the walls crumbling, the projectiles
detonating, windows shattering, showering you with
broken glass.  
In all the cautions you were using, my friend, you
failed to run downstairs, a veritable fount of hope
undeserved.  And now I must entertain your corpse
lying motionless for days, until the sirens stop and
the digging in the park begins. 

You do not hear sighs and laments 
of the people who suffer by virtue of
your slaughter?  Sleep my friend, in your dark cozy shelter, 
for the benefit of a nation.
war

Premium Member My Dear Brother

My ever dearest Brother,

       You and I belong to a loving family
Who pays premium to mercy and truth*’s partnership
and considers paramount 
the wise blend of love and justice…
Thus, toleration midst compromise 
versus accommodation along conflicts
is prudently considered.

       Thanks for gently reminding me
this vital Dad and Mom’s virtue-sermon  
when you caught me in a quandary
only both you and I knew, 
apart from God Himself…
Now, I want to reiterate such to you
grateful that we were taught to do what’s right.

       I love you, my dear Brod...
…and yes, I believe that 
you can’t do such 
senseless, stupid thing
if you’re spiritual…
especially that we were raised 
not celebrating Halloween.

*Psalm 25:10 All the paths of the LORD are mercy and truth unto such as keep his covenant and his testimonies.

October 18, 2019
2nd place, "If I were your brother" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Bobby May; judged on 10/30/2019.

Premium Member Unlicensed *********** 2

Post-coital Tristesse: 

Are you feeling violated, like you’ve repeatedly been the victim of some heinous, perverted molestation too gruesome to detail? Does the term gang rape fill you with a new-found sense of disgust? Do you feel as though you’ve been tossed out of Eden, your innocence lost, virtue corrupted, soul shattered? Do you feel empty despite the abundance of consumer goods that fill your shelves, stock your pantries, furnish your chambers, and entertain your senses? If so, there may be hope for you. If not, you’re a sl*t.  If you feel like you’ve come away with a bad case of the clap, don’t be surprised. You did it to yourself. Now go home and put on your big boy pants or your big girl panties. There’s work to be done and you’re not helping. Let’s face it, most people are sheep. You can be like that, or you can take responsibility for ennobling the human condition by seeing through the bull! It’s your choice to make. Bon soir, mon ami.
Form: Prose

Premium Member Girlhood Stages--Edited

While sighs arose from dried marsh and clay, 
the girl in me embraced an amiable virtue
 born out of an affinity for our town’s revelries :
 Oh   those bouncy play with cousins
 when burnt dusk kindly taught me
 the wisdom of moon’s varied phases, fables,
 then a soul tamed through older clans’ demise

 as this ancient realm became a night keeper, 
 leading me unto stages of womanhood

Today, I am older, perhaps more dauntless…
yet nostalgia seeps into these heavy eyes
 where youth’s indulgences 
are now gone, damp, acrid...
A bushfire searing our farmstead 
like cinder on my hands bolstered my spirit 

Though parish bells knell afar,
long gazes of abode ‘s remnants tear my flesh,
mirroring portraits of youth epiphanies
 
which now mold my present life's outlook…
a kind resolute amidst triumphs and hurdles. 


Brian Strand’s Completely Your Choice 17 
~ format and spelling of ' girlhood edited
due to bad internet
9/27/2020/em>

Universal Islamic Message For Lifetime

Universal islamic Message for lifetime:Part 1.
https://youtu.be/o1ZLQzEotfo
Allah is most Merciful forgiving and Allah is the greatest.
Allah AlMighty is the Greatest who created beautiful creations.Allah is greatest and greater than anything because Allah has created everything.
Allah AlMighty is the Greatest who is the only worthy to worship.
Allah is the greatest who sent many prophets to guide mankind.
Allah is the greatest who gives us birth and takes us back.
Allah is the greatest who blessed us with water, food, friend, family, relatives, knowledge and many more things.Thanks to Allah.
The greatest gift in this life is Islam. If Allah blessed us with that gift, everything else is secondary. Allah is the greatest. Who blessed me with Islam.
The Mercy of Allah is far greater than our sins. Always have hope and repent.Allah is the Greatest he will help you.
Allah is the greatest who can give life to even dead and take life any moment of the one who are still alive.
The real muslim pious believers follows the Divine Message,The Holy Quran & feel fears the Most Merciful unseen.Then God will allow them good tidings of Forgiveness & Noble Reward.When some one find right islamic straight path.He can able to fight for his own human rights through this harsh world.so he stop fears to everything.He made himself a Best Ideal God Fearing Person & also Best Ideal Good character Normal person.He will be blessed through all aspects in this world and in the next world.God has forgiven him and placed them among real virtue noble reward honoured blessed Heaven person.The human being who can able to differ between good & bad deeds,Haram & Halal,right & wrong.He got the Real Mirage of blessed humanity.Then he show true love for humanity,maintain worldly peace & do friendly relations among all people of the whole world.
By Miss Aliza Kashmala Kiran.

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