always
a forgotten
ensemble
(Daily Magnetic Poetry Challenge)
I make mistakes! Sometimes?
Rather, I must say, mostly!
Even if I don't! Scandals are ready.
A good heart, I have.
But not so goodbye, I have.
Genuinely, I fix it but it mix it.
The crowd show up me late,
But wholeheartedly agree,
On ones who light up when they see me.
I give thy respect,
I never asked for,
Still that I showed, I earned for.
People will come for their needs,
But I never begged them for deeds.
Still I bless them a good health.
Nevermind, I am happy to help.
But warning you to read first line again!
That's what I am.
Love and missing ones will return,
How far they go, will return!
No need for boaster to come back.
like the full moon
seeking fulfillment
there i hung
dangling in space—
half empty—half full…
gradually
the tell-tale linking
of the gibbous moment
of truth’s awareness
came in the still of night…
then i realized
fulfillment is preceded
by life’s crucifixion
fulfilling resurrection:
it’s the emptiness
of life’s cross
that brings fulfillment…
once again i ink crosses
of words and pray
they empty themselves
and become
ascensions to the minds
of blessed children
anointing them with sacred
guidance…
we poets must never be
cocooned in non-metamorphosis
imprisonment of abject silence…
rather we must be evolved
liberated poetic butterflies
soaring life’s skies
pollinating them with divine
shared words of peace and love
and divine wisdom and guidance:
we poets must indeed
be ascended saints
of god’s cistern
sharing cups and saucers
of his shared words
nourishing seeking souls
with awareness
confidence and encouraging
inspirational spiritualization:-
Much is said about the Bow
God has put into the sky
the beauty of it's colours
that vainly posses the eyes
The curls of waves
that reach the shore
at times the making of hills
That men do often tame
and ride for fame and thrills
The taste of fruit
made by plants
That women gather for food
Covered by skin protecting within
the sweetness that we use
The perfume of the roses
reach the hearts
of those to whom they propose
The songs we sing
like bells ring that
call to one and all
The prayers we pray
each and everyday
produces all this and more
All the senses that God gave us
with which, He us, adores
Terrazzo, Terrazzo!
Keep me satisfied
She curfewed all
With an artisans
Doing of work
A world shall envy me
That my floors shall
Be works of art
Clean enough for people
To dine
I shall stand before them
And brag that it is mine
Those novice wishers
Who wish to how it was
Done
Shall hear the stories of
This artesians labor and
The price of the contractal
Science we had begun.
Before me laid an untasted bowl of candy
And the duty owed to family.
Do I satisfy my long craving self
Failing to respect responsibility ?
Or to my lover's vows turn deaf
And pay homage to ageing sagacity?
Papa claimed my lover gave not all he has
For marriage is what love should be about
Trapped between a coward and a Thomas
What bravery have I to clear whose doubt?
Over the seas and far away
Lies my lover too cowardly to seek me
Nearer to me to lead my way
Stands my father too doubtful to trade me
Do I elope with hopes of a love fantasy
And banish every iota of reality
Or pay to my father his tribute due
By the murder of my lover's cue?
When after a lover may come another
I shall remain my father's daughter
For love ought to rest with the unchanged
Pure bliss and free from sacrilege
Lizdiamond World Of Poetry
Elizabeth.A.O.
N-oble
O-bligation
E-mploys
L-ord's
B-rave
A-dministrative
L-eader
O-verseeing
L-egion
O-f
N-otable
G-uides
Topic: Birthday of Noel Balolong (January 20)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
R-evere
E-verlasting
G-od
I-n
N-iceness
O-f
H-oly
O-bligation
N-otably
R-eaffirming
A-ssigned
D-ivine
O-ath
Topic: Birthday of Regino M. Honrado (January 19)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
I may question your beliefs
but my standard is not my own
I can not trust my thoughts
because my thoughts are not yet grown
My moral compass points to me
and I realise this truth
but you fail to realise you
also subjectivize yours too
and everytime you violate the
thoughts within your mind
you may take two steps forward
but it still sets you back in time
what may be true for you may not be true for me
living in expression is not a certainty
theres a difference between intention and living necessity
one exists by virtue the other sets you free
sincerity doesnt determine truth its a mere way to abscond
morality is coherence a truthful way to correspond
when you rise above the chains of predetermination
freewill then takes its place as Gods moral obligation
Gaoler
You’ll feel obliged to make them happy
You’ll cut your hands, because
You want them to be happy
But if you’re not bleeding
You’ll starting to feel guilty.
They’ll remove your spine
And you won’t feel resentful
Connect your limbs to strings
and make you read your lines
If you stutter,
They’ll make you feel guilty.
After you’ve killed your self,
They’ll start to mould you
into a clay figurine
And keep you on a shelf
Where your life is written in stone
And you’re the gaoler.
L-ove
E-ndorses
N-o
I-ll
E-motion
B-ecause
O-f
D-ivine
O-bligation
T-o
A-ffection
Topic: Birthday of Lenie A. Bodota (May 15)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
J-ust neglect not your obligation,
O-n Wednesday March seven;
A-im to have vigorous heart,
N-ever let your ardor
E-nd.
A-s you fulfill your holy task,
B-e firm to your function;
I-n spite of the troubles,
N-eglect not your
O-bligation.
Just what do we really owe someone we love
There's no way to know all of their needs,
And knowing, still foolish to take on this goal,
Better luck with babe floating in reeds!
For how is it loving to solve other’s tasks,
Should we short circuit lessons God planned
For them to work through is a strange point of view
If one’s life isn’t just a wasteland?
Is faithfulness part of love’s “noblesse oblige”
And if so what does faithfulness mean?
Must you then subscribe to impossible goals
All to mitigate problems unseen?
For love is not born in a full body cast
That can leave you without wiggle room,
But freedom that honors all you’re meant to be,
Not allergic to you in full bloom!
But if you desire this, you must also give,
Insecurities all set aside,
Your home never built with locked windows and doors
And love’s freedom the source of your pride.
Brian Johnston
February 27, 2016
Obligation can promote inspiration.
If we don’t allow negative concentration to,
Stand in the way of our reputation.
We need to do more than just be a litigation.
To get out of our intoxication, which
hinders our motivation.
Please seek reformation to continue.
People said that segregation was the answer,
to help with education.
And no hesitation.
Don’t look to the exploration.
nor the expectation.
You get no standing ovulation,
because of your vocation.
So look to the LORD
He’s already given us his invitation,
not more confrontation.
Just a loving father waiting for our
Conformation.
Wedding band binding
Constricting Obligating
Love bands holds uplifts
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