I remember a time when
That heart of yours was mine
The love that you bestowed to me
It's for that love I still pine
Every night before I go to sleep
I make certain to always pray
Each prayer I raise up to God
Ask him to lead you home someday
And when you appear at my door
And I'm giving my last last chance
I'll love you in ways undreamed
I'll give you the perfect romance
You will feel a love unknown
The way you deserve my love to be
With the love I'll give to you
You never want a day without me
Hear the breaking of a heart,
In love with us the very start,
To reconcile, never again to part,
Altogether Lovely.
Reaching through the realms of time,
Healing the sick, lame, deaf, and blind.
Freeing imprisoned, captured minds,
Altogether Lovely.
To even raise up from the dead,
those in tombs and from death beds.
Born to be slain, death for life in our stead,
Altogether Lovely
Hearing the plea of my Savior’s heart,
In love with me from the very start.
For a love beyond time, never to part,
Altogether Lovely.
For He is Love, such Love Divine,
His child, I am His, and He is mine,
As much is yours, as He is mine,
Altogether Lovely.
It's shade not of night,
It's a rest from the flight
A poem more holy than any from page
A play with more grace than what makes the stage
More reverence there than buttress can bring
From the ground to the arch, apart from the wing
More grandeur than even more lofty a spire
More solid in nature than we can conspire
Giving shade through the day and rest through the night
For all who have need to retire from flight
It's a loss, there's no doubt
Whether storm, ice, or drought
Cellular, cellulose, wearing a crown
Grown all the way up… to only come down
When it's time to leave the sky to the wind
The leaves and the branches no longer to bend
Thence came the life that gave life to the lyre
That would raise up a canopy meant to inspire
More than a point, or a joint, or an arch
The oak and the elm, the maple and larch
Are reduced, as all things which sprang from the dust
To the fruit we produce to provide what we must
When it's time to be borne on the shoulder it's best
To have taken a stand between restless and rest
What we leave's what we're made of, leaf, branch, or tome
Make the most of your time, for we all join the loam
Cut from copper tools
His blood washed me clean
Attacked at night by evil spirits
Trusting in Jesus always
You Lord Jesus lead the way
Love agape is the price you paid
Questions of robotic wars
Many die every day
Trust in Jesus to raise up his family
I am your son Jesus I kneel before you alone
Made by copper tools
Cut from his rock the rock of creation he is my dearest friend
Voices in the night can not scare me away from trusting in my creator Lord Jesus
Unbalanced
The woman that is blind folded.
What is unbalanced.
The world to be.
Just wanted to be free.
Lost our rights to speak.
Their selfishness is unsettling.
The scale of lies.
Time to draw the line.
Weare taxed to death.
You can’t deny it.
They're all worthless.
They are infested.
Politicians equals corruption.
All their mistakes are swept under the rug.
They are hoarding all of the money.
Live on with anxiety.
Society of chaos.
They act like they are all above us.
Just shoot them all.
The dirt is where they belong.
Raise up your fist.
Begin the riots.
An unbalanced society.
Reject the high and mighty.
192.
Oh God, I Beg!
Oh God to You I strongly implore
To strengthen the throne of our governor
And in his domain to accept me once more
For when I have left from his secure
On my quest for a greener pasture
I had carelessly bitten their enemy's lure
Oh God to You I sincerely pray
To raise up ABS-CBN like GMA
And their big pipz to me shall never play
For I accused them of being unfair
By having with a party a something affair
I hope to that matter they'll put no more care
Oh God to You I truthfully entreat
To set Liberal Party where no one can beat
And that from me they'll never retreat
For when I tried to abandon them
And acted as a rebel with mayhem
I've proven I can‘t live without their tandem
Oh God to You I firmly beseech
To make PNoy's regime remarkably rich
And the Straight Path no one shall breach
For when I campaigned against him not to be our king
It was all propaganda, personal there's nothing
I was just in my career a newly hatched birdling.
-11/02/2012
(Dumarao)
*My Twilight Poems Collection
Yes, there is perfection in imperfection, case in point, the Human Being. The perfect human carries too the mistakes of the past. Everything that challenges him, us, to stand in the storm of life, the good and the bad. Standing there, cold and bantered about, yet with a determined eye, continues on to complete his mission, and raise up the whole race! True here on earth we will lose our lives, yet we may find, that loss is of great value, and treat it with respect. For the storm of life, leading to our ultimate demise will bring about a peaceful resolution, known throughout time as...the Kingdom of Heaven!
CHRISTMAS’S GREATEST GIFE
(A Flowing Tanka Litany)
Come, lend me eyes' ears
As I share the truth of Love’s
Real celebration:
The glorification of
God’s greatest gift giving:-
With waters of love,
Let us rainbow our lives:
Reflecting oneness:-
Like the onement of night’s sky,
Let’s glow in onderfulness:-
Like the moon reflects
The shining light of the sun,
Let's reflect God’s Son:
Blessed Love brightly glowing;
Its Trinity enlightening:-
This allegory,
Must become reality’s
Earthly way of life:-
And let us be the parents
Of such glorious birthing:-
Nourishing this birth,
Let’s raise up equality,
And balanced justice:-
Indeed, let’s be grandparents
Of Divine Wisdom’s guidance:-
Gift wrapped and cradled;
God’s gift of humanized Love:
His Spirit—in Christ—Born:-
This Christmas, let us reflect
God’s gift of true birthing love:-
Give God’s Greatest Gift:
Love, wrapped and bow-tied in peace;
Cradled in our hearts:-
Merry Christmas, my love ones;
Thank God for His greatest gift:-
Physics, allow. Acrobat.
Flip and fling out far.
God a-ancient of the cat!
Slip under the bar!
Why not you? Indeed,O crew!
Crown me and be done!
Witches' brew? O deadly stew!
Anoint, O my son!
Thunderbolts of justice!
Rain on everything!
Horticulture, thy poultice!
Grow inside the ring!
Tympani of torment?
It pounds inside my head.
Queen Dido, thy fierce lament!
Words the prophet said!
Allosaurus, omen.
O oracle, thy song.
Blistering blight? Bane? Bowmen.
Sad stifled are the strong...
Slick like hatchet handles!
O wound in heart, glisten!
Ten thousand foot tall candles!
Dark dirge, play. I'll listen.
Cold the core and chain! Cord!
Calderas, fill with heat!
Warrior, upon thy sword!
Sickly smell the sweet!
Troubadour, toil. Sacred the soil.
Blasphemy to boil.
River, raise up. Rill, rue. Roil.
Fate a-full, thy foil...
O Lord, You have built the heavens with wisdom,
The earth rests upon the pillars of Your counsel.
The rivers run because You have spoken,
The mountains stand because You have decreed.
Teach me to number my days with understanding,
That I may walk in the fear of Your name.
Gold and silver vanish like smoke in the wind,
But the word of the Lord endures forever.
I sought delight in gardens and palaces,
Yet my soul hungered for the bread of Your presence.
Many sons have strengthened your house,
Yet unless You guard it, the watchman wakes in vain.
Give me a heart inclined to mercy,
That I may judge the poor with fairness.
For wisdom is brighter than the morning,
And Your truth shines beyond the stars.
Blessed be the Lord from everlasting to everlasting.
Too raise up Kings and throw kings down.
Rachamim
(Compassion Of Mercy)
Why do nations rage?
Always at war in vain.
The wicked will never stop.
They love violence and it’s wrong.
Under the sun, always at war.
No care for another soul.
What life is this?
No victory in the blood of violence.
It is in our nature to destroy ourselves.
Leaders care for no one else.
The fall of mankind.
Burn down all the land from the inside.
Very few people are left.
Hope Jesus remembers me in the end.
I want no part of this dark world.
Always another war.
Have compassion for those who still believe.
Through mercy, forgive me.
Time is like Sodom and Gomorrah.
One day it will be all over.
Judgment will be worse than before.
Not water but fire.
Raise up into the colorful sky.
All the cities will be burning bright.
343
A tragic event 24 years ago.
A picture can say 1,000 words.
In memory of those we lost.
Time has passed, we have not forgotten.
How could this happen?
Survive and move on.
343 and the brave.
In honor till this day.
A hijack in the sky.
Two planes crash in sight.
This will change our lives forever.
So many worked in the Twin Towers.
I just wanted to say thank you.
For our firefighters that day at our Nation Capital.
New York is home for many.
Stand with us while the terrorist bleeds.
Stand strong into tomorrow.
Honor them in a memorial. (2006)
Never forget that morning.
Unite this country in new beginnings.
Raise up our colors.
Red, white and blue for our brothers.
Poem ‘Oblivion’
Drastic times calls forth bold demands,
Not quiet hearts or passive hands.
For change to rise, the roofs and roots must shake,
To build a new, immoral and unethical ways must break.
Sometimes it takes the patience to fall,
To raise up justice, loud and tall.
Opposition paves the path, it’s true,
For something better, bold, and new.
Wrongdoing for too long has been bought.
For so long, people of the past have fought
Acts of misconduct is in plain sight.
We must fight wickedness and injustice
With all our might.
Together we must unite and stand strong.
Before we go down the path of oblivion
From them doing wrong.
Written By: D. Collins 5/16/25
God deliberately put what's inside of us.
A big, bold person waiting to raise up.
He gives us ambition and unlimited drive.
The will to do something while we're alive.
There is genious built inside of all of us.
Waiting to explode and really turn it up.
What happens in the head can come to life.
As long as we believe there is no height.
We, The People, have just what it takes.
To move forward without hitting the brakes.
We're exceptional from the core to the crust.
And God only knows there ain't nobody like us.
343
A tragic event 23 years ago.
A picture can say 1,000 words.
In memory of those we lost.
Time has passed, we have not forgotten.
How could this happen?
Survive and move on.
343 and the brave.
In honor till this day.
A hijack in the sky.
Two planes crash in sight.
This will change our lives forever.
So many worked in the Twin Towers.
I just wanted to say thank you.
For our firefighters that day at our Nation Capital.
New York is home for many.
Stand with us while the terrorist bleeds.
Stand strong into tomorrow.
Honor them in a memorial. (2006)
Never forget that morning.
Unite this country in new beginnings.
Raise up our colors.
Red, white and blue for our brothers.
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