Allah Mystery Poems

Satan is sailing the Seas
God is absolutely Great
Satan is selling red shoes
The Lord is divinely Good
Satan is selling sneakers
God is Pure
Satan is selling incense
Gentle God,...

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Let’s be human
Let’s be men and women
Let’s be humane
Let’s be absolutely sane
Let’s not be black
Let’s not be white
Let’s be just, fair and right
Let’s go back
Let’s...

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In the tangle of if and but, we reside,
Decisions unmade, regrets as our guide.
Stuck in a quagmire, unable to soar,
A frost-covered window blocking the door.

A...

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have you ever considered 
why we are what we are 

the elements of Stardust 
consider the electron of eons
That light from afar, drifting 

have you...

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Grant me your free-flowing mercy 
The bright redeeming potency 
For I’m yours, redeemer I plea 
Mystery, have mercy on me 

Grant me your saving birth,...

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Where a newborn star lights 
the vault of heaven under the sky 
sapphire, high! 

You can find it there,
Not the product of a god or...

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The streets are vacant under the mystery rain gently falling as I gaze into the cold blue depth of a fluorescence-lit street

Languishing…

Under blaring lamps, the...

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On horizons rim, color is in-between emblazon upon 

the images stark deep as optic nerves crack 

crooked is the hand, hard n deep red running,...

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Angel wait in detonated forms 
black ragged thorns wrapped 
around stained cruciforms…

Singular saints dark faint 
forms hide in corners not 
washed in candlelight 
as crows...

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God is not a building dedicated to one faith 
that icon of a dead Christ that’s a myth that man makes…

Because men must define the...

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Looking out past the cryptic crystal glass 
into the busy rain-slick Street 
I feel the sovereignty of this world 
pass slowly like a shadow beneath...

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On site of this forgotten Babylon
What powerful but unrecorded race
Once dwelt in this annihilated place
What strange creature’s kin
to inhuman race
Dwell deep in antediluvian hells 
Uncanny...

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We dream of rain... 
And the mystery of the gun
We bold hold and driven apart 
Kill the king when lovers depart
We dream of rain and...

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The icon fly's high watches all 
in absolute absence disdain. 
In the shadow of the Acadian machinery
Man's industry belches black smoke.
into a polluted bruised sky.
Gears...

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Man will know plenty.
Some will see all...
But never understand any.

Few will touch the hand of the master.
See creations finest chapter...
Know nature as its a reality...

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