I felt scared and naked
Though fully clothed
I felt lonely than a loner
Never felt like this on the inside
I knew I had breached the great divide
The shield had lost its defense
My undoing has done me in
Woe to me! I am undone
I am a man of unclean lips
I have entered His presence unworthily
I carried unholy fire in my censors
I dread the reactions of my actions
Nadab and Abihu didn't have a second chance.
With trepidation I approached the throne
Crying "touch my tongue
Cleanse me with the refiners fire
I come bowed pleading for mercy
Appealing on your compassion.
Renew the right spirit within me
And restore unto me the joy of salvation
(Written 23rd of March 2015)
Categories:
refiners, confidence, emotions, father son,
Form: Free verse
THROUGH THE POET'S EYES
The soul that can speak through the eyes
is the thought that execute it infinite mastery
with a passion like a refiners fire,
unquenchable by roaring waters.
Just like the window to the body
where the soul is housed,
In the in-depth eyes of a poet,
unique light strikes & turns it into a color
that doesn't exist except in the moment.
The world see the lens,
the poet sees the tense,
the world see the sclera,
poets see words & paper,
the world see the cornea & Iris,
creativity oozes from the poet's chambers;
word darts makes his soul restless,
shooting punchlines that becomes endless.
The poet eyes sees beyond this realm,
and so...this eyes:
Seen the highs & lows,
witnessed the maglinant friends & foes,
peer through impediments with allergies
of fear, of self & frienemies,
seen darkness you could ever imagine
and the illumination that finally transform
this embodiment of grace.
The mastery of my pen has always been
and is in the mystery of my being.
VickWizzy
Vick Manuel Poetry {VMP}.
Copyright © June 24th, 2020.
Categories:
refiners, 1st grade, perspective, poets,
Form: Concrete
Your love is lost your heart is shattered
mosaicked by a complex of cracks,
wordy weapons leave it tattered
the battle scars of life’s attacks.
Shrouded in a blanket of pain,
you think love’s gone, remote, extinct,
in time it will rekindle again
for life and death are closely linked.
In dark despair, pique's deepest cold
is thawed in the refiners furnace,
there love's small fruit is turned to gold
a warmth you can tenderly embrace.
There those battered shards are gently gilt
becoming a new love token,
where repaired and lovingly rebuilt
you’re more beautiful for being broken
Categories:
refiners, absence, break up, emotions,
Form: Quatrain
Truth is the silent word of knowledge
Away from mankind's destructive ways
The inner peace where one will learn
The labyrithine deepness of the soul
There is where refiners power flows for all
Still mankind searches it out in wars?
While the healing for all Nations
Comes from the salve within!
Categories:
refiners, hope, philosophy,
Form: I do not know?
Unlike the roaring of the oceans
And the storms not quenching thirst
What is it than I ask thee
To make one's self surrender
To the breath of earthly hull.
In the dreams of humility
Found are the things of beauty
The quest of desired dreams.
Yet in the senses of the day
Lost are thoughts from deep within
Mankind's thoughts empty lull
Ach, Poets dreams to find the words
Of tangled twisted crimes and wars
To melt the world like golden core
To melt the metal bloodstained swords
No gained treasures by plundering hands
Ah, to surrender in humility
Stirred will be refiners gold for all.
Categories:
refiners, inspirational
Form: I do not know?
I run into the Refiners Fire
Engulf me in flames
Purge away my pain
For out of the Ashes
Beauty Comes Forth
Categories:
refiners, devotion, faith, hope, life,
Form: I do not know?