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Who do you want me to be tonight
Who do you want me to be?
A teacher, a school girl, a fairy bright
I am tired of being me
Who do you want me to be, my love
Tell me, I’m longing to know
A secretary, boss, or cleaning girl
A nymph with a shimmering glow?
Who do you want me to be, my man
I want to play your game
A slave in your desert haram
A woman without a name
Who do you want me to be tonight
Unleash that sweet fantasy
I’ll be whoever you’re dreaming of
And guide you to ecstasy
Who do you want me to be, my love
I’ll be just who you desire
All that I know, my man, my life
Is that I long to stoke your fire!
Eileen Manassian Ghali
Whether you're white
or black, or biracial, or check "other"
love and accept yourself, because
despite your feet of clay, you're beautiful
and spectacularly unique.
Be comfortable in your own skin
but refuse to be a prisoner in it.
Be whoever you want to be
without worrying about...
what people think of you
Their opinion is irrelevant
Don't waste your time and energy
justifying yourself to anyone
Embrace your individuality
Embrace your foibles because...
they make you all the more human!
Writing Challenge 1, August 2019 - Just Write - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Dear Heart
Date written and submitted: 08/11/2019
~He Has Many Names~
(Trinet)
Jesus' name
Means 'Saviour'
Jesus has long list of names
The Bible says that, it's true
Emmanuel, Christ,
Rabbi, Son
Of God
Son of
David, Son
Of Man, and Prince of Peace,
Lamb of God, The Annointed One,
The Word,
I Am,
And more
Lord of
Lords, Alpha
And Omega and King of Kings,
Bright Morning Star, Lion of Judah,
All Jesus
Names. I
Believe it.
Dorian Petersen Petersen
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2011
September.19.2017
So now faith, hope, and love abide, these three; but the greatest of these is love.
1 Corinthians 13:13 (NIV)
-“For God so loved the world, that he gave his only Son, that whoever believes in him should not perish but have eternal life.
John 3:16 (NIV)
- Rejoice in hope, be patient in tribulation, be constant in prayer
Romans 12: 12 ( NIV )
-The Lord will fight for you, and you have only to be silent.”
Exodus 14: 13 ( NIV )
“Kindness is a language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see.”
- Mark Twain
~Author's Notes:
The Trinet, is a poetry form or style created by Zion.
~God Created All ~
( Pentaphor )
God created the whole World
Did all in few days
Lord made all perfect
But for centuries
Man destroys it all
For God don't care
Don't appreciate
His great love, grace
His blessings, all
Man kills love
Destroys life
Most hate all
All so
Sad but
True.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2017
August.16.2017
-So now faith, hope, and love abide, these three; but the greatest of these is love.
1 Corinthians 13:13(KJV)
-“For God so loved the world, that he gave his only Son, that whoever believes in him should not perish but have eternal life.
John 3:16 (NIV)
-Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and do not lean on your own understanding.
Proverbs 3:5 (KJV)
- Rejoice in hope, be patient in tribulation, be constant in prayer
Romans 12: 12 ( NIV )
-The Lord will fight for you, and you have only to be silent.”
Exodus 14: 13 ( NIV )
“Kindness is a language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see.”
- Mark Twain-
There was an old dirty man, sitting on a bench in Central Park;
The sun was going down; it was starting to get dark;
As people hurried by he would beg and he would plead,
“Hello kind person, could you please help me?”
His approach would simply quicken their pace,
He had such a pitiful look on his face;
No one dared to look him straight in the eye;
He appeared on the verge of starting to cry.
Finally a fellow who looked down on his own
Approached the old man and said,
“Come on Pops let me take you to a home,
And help you get put in a bed.”
“Thank you sir,” the old man replied,
“But there’s another place I’d rather go,
I can’t find St. Patrick’s, as hard as I tried,
Could you lead me the way, if you know?”
So the kind fellow helped him up
And walked him to the cathedral doors;
Led him to a pew of his own
And left him to see him no more.
While riding the subway back to his flat
He found an envelope in the pocket of his coat;
He couldn’t believe the old man had done that
As he read the letter with a lump in his throat.
“Whoever you are, thanks for your help;
My real issue is I don’t know how to distribute my wealth.
So I pretend to be an old man in poverty
And reward those kind enough to assist me.
So take this 25,000 dollar check
And do with it as you will
This dirty old billionaire that you helped
You’ve provided a wonderful thrill.”
Now that poor guy that you stop to help
May not turn out to be me;
You may not end up with a surprise check
But you will be rewarded most certainly.
~God Wants You~
(Free Flow )
God can have anything that He desires as you may know by now,
But He wants you to come to Him if you do in your own time,
Because that's what you really choose to do with your life
And God gave us all the will to choose between wrong and right
God wants you to accept Him as soon as possible, because 'He loves you' and,
That's what you really want to do with the rest of your life,
And not because you have to, God doesn't have to force anyone,
He didn't created any robots, but created us perfect in His own image
There are innumerable times when we find ourselves faced
With terrible tribulations and undesirable pain and sorrows,
And when we don't know with certainty what to do or where to go
Jesus wants to be right there with you in all your problems and your woes
God wants you to accept His only Begotten son, the One who died for you and me,
Jesus wants to be the center of your life and come to live inside your heart too,
God wants to be always there with you and me for the rest of our remaining days,
He wants you to seek Him and call Him every time that you may need Him to…
There are many who only seek Him and call out His mighty name in times of trouble,
And God so loving and forgiving wants to be there with you always, no matter what,
He desires more than anything your unconditional love and prayers to Him, in everything that you do,
He just wants to be your best friend, and cherish every single happy and sad moment everywhere, with you.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2006
December.04.2016
So now faith, hope, and love abide, these three; but the greatest of these is love.
1 Corinthians 13:13 (NIV)
-“For God so loved the world, that he gave his only Son, that whoever believes in him should not perish but have eternal life.
John 3:16 (NIV)
- Rejoice in hope, be patient in tribulation, be constant in prayer
Romans 12: 12 ( NIV )
-The Lord will fight for you, and you have only to be silent.”
Exodus 14: 13 ( NIV )
~Just Be Thankful~
(Linked)
Just be thankful
J
Thankful for all
U
All that you have
S
Have in your life
T
Life, love, God gives
B
Gives everyday
E
Everyday to you
T
You, all you do
H
Do in your life
A
Lifes precious gift
N
Gift from the Lord
K
Lord loves us all
F
All that's so true
U
True, He does, just
L
Just be thankful.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2016
December.15.2017
So now faith, hope, and love abide, these three; but the greatest of these is love.
1 Corinthians 13:13 (NIV)
-“For God so loved the world, that he gave his only Son, that whoever believes in him should not perish but have eternal life.
John 3:16 (NIV)
- Rejoice in hope, be patient in tribulation, be constant in prayer
Romans 12: 12 ( NIV )
-The Lord will fight for you, and you have only to be silent.”
Exodus 14: 13 ( NIV )
-What good will it be for someone to gain the whole world, yet forfeit their soul? Matthew 16:26 (NIV)
“Kindness is a language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see.”
- Mark Twain
~Author's notes:
The 'Linked' is a poetry form or style created by Erich J. Goller.
I hope fate allows us to meet again.
I hope I'm a woman at her best then unlike the foolish teenager who didn't believe in miracles.
I hope we'd stumble upon each other like old friends and I hope you would remember my face.
I hope we would laugh upon our younger selves and those awkward conversations. I hope you'd say what you never did. And I'll say I knew it back then.
I hope you'd understand me then like you do now. And I hope we won't have to talk just to prevent the ominous silence.
I'll say I missed you and whatever that we had. I'll say how angry I was when you never reached out. I'll say it was my fault. I'll say I felt the same as you, but time wasn't with me. I'll say I knew I needed you when I shouldn't have. I'll say my silence wasn't the absence of the feeling we had yet never got to share. I'll say I pictured meeting you like this.
I hope you'd smile. Simply.
I hope we'd talk for hours. I hope we'd talk about us.
I hope we'd be content with ourselves then. I hope we'd never forget whoever we may have been to each other.
And at last, I hope we'd be able to walk away with a smile on our faces looking like fools. I hope we'd wish to meet again. And when we do I hope we won't need a word to describe us.
I'll say to the world, "I knew an angel who fixed me."
I hope we'd be each other's unsung poems. I hope our love would burn out unrequited.
I hope I'd live in the pages of your story like a dead flower given by a lover.
Until then.
When there are no doors, all and sundry,
like the wee willy nilly winds,
are welcome to come and go, as they please.
Blow-ins, blowouts, are free to enter or leave.
But feng shui would like missing doors
to be not directly opposed,
or for something to lie on path between,
to keep the gi energy inside the house.
Install a door and everything changes,
someone must open it, close it and
decide when to keep it open or shut.
This depends on the wants, needs, will and whim
of the door-keeper, or you
if you have a key?
Feng shui is happier with doors
as the qi energy can't flow straight through.
It can be channelled within and absorbed.
For feng shui, a strong front door is essential.
It's the mouth of qi, where energy flows into the home.
The front door should be wooden, clean and bright, uncluttered.
The path to the door should be open, clean, bright as well.
This allows gi energy from the environs
to move smoothly into a home,
to enliven the space within.
Make your front door a cheerful, bright
and welcoming face, for you,
and whoever comes to your door.
Why can’t I be whoever I want, wherever and whenever I want to be? Why can’t I live the dreams I painted ahead? Why does everything have to be so complicated, so intricate. Why can’t anything be the way it used to be? Or was it a lie? Was it all just a disguise to the true intentions ahead? Why do these bittersweet memories chase us down hauntingly? Why can’t anything be right? Why is all just a test? A mere experiment; to prove our faith? It is there; our faith. But those days they try to convince us, provoke us, break us, trying to prove there is none. But in the end, we all return to our source; our God, who is there watching, knowing, and casting mercy upon our souls. He is there, forgiving a person in his darkest periods, casting light when all is extinguished. We are here, we are now, but where are we? And where is now? Those shadows bind us to misery, forsake us on hope, extinguish the steps to true guidance, leave us shattered, and apart.
Everything we go through is there, written, and taken thought for, taken note for, watched and analyzed; to truly pay the price.
But again we wonder, and ponder; why? All thy dreams we built in our fragile thoughts, why? Is there not a path powerful enough to build them on?
We breathe, cry, and fall unto the forsaken darkness we refuse to fight more, on a desperate path we lose our light, our sense of direction. We seek help, plead for assistance, and pray to find that person; who will never leave us, never forsake us, who will be there when no one will, on the smile of his we live each day to see, for his benign talks we long to hear. The path we fell upon, he; that person will come to pick us off the ground again and again. That person will never fail us, will lift the vulnerable soul of ours to the road that will carry our dreams eternally, everyday will be a new beginning, his true pure intentions will never end, will never forsake us to life.
How many times have we lingered in this life to find that person? How many times have we asked; when? When will the time come? When all our lives change, when will all the suffering and tiredness truly conclude? We live each day, although it kills us; for that person, for that life we hoped, prayed, built all our desires on.
And we wait, we long, eternally for that time.