Short Self Will Poems

Our luminous Self will always remain ~
Yet to see the light, we must cleanse heart’s stain

23-March-2023...

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My God 
Why have you forsaken me 
Life is too hard 
The world is too big 
The Devil, he is a crafty fellow 
I keep stumbling over self-will 
Please help me 
10/18/15...

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Today I’m thankful for routines
Because if part of my routine is doing something 
healthy…
for me…
that I adore…

Then I’ll be doing something today…
my future self will thank me for...

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Pride, 
self-will
versing God's,
judging others,
double mindedness;
cracked porcelain vessels
appearing unmendable.
Repairing flaws with gold (His grace),
fills broken places while adding strength,
more beautiful for having been broken....

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one way or another 
everything will just 
end up finding it's 
way back to were 
it all began 
back to the 
point when
alternate 
versions of
the self will
meet up 
once more 
to try and 
improve upon
the past and fail
each and every time
in the end...

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There is a place 
deep inside my heart
that only God can fill.

It is a place
only I can unlock
with the key of my will.

I can hold the key
Oh, so tightly grasped,
and self will remain on its throne.

Or I can surrender
my will to God,
and ask that His will be done....

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flash forward 
to the future 
where everything
is settled down 
a flow will eventually 
be created 
within the new 
version of 
reality within 
the new realm 
of clarity that 
the future version
of self will dwell 
within 
when this present 
moment has faded 
out of view...

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Most of the time I'm always happy
Even the situation is not that funny
Loving everyone is always my duty
In this world of ours that is full of misery
Now, i learned something from yesterday
Doubting your self will deteriorate your ability
Enjoy life even if you are lonely
...

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No less cold, nor less hot
And yet, in my day
What had induced, more so
Outward facing joy.
Dragged off from did annoy
As deflect away.

Nothing can thwart a child!
True now. Truer then!
And let me now tell you
Of such a self will.
Air froze, air fused, and still
A door flew open....

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the fact of the matter
is the new year is stronger
a perfect vision of victory
fewer obstacles 
fewer tears 
and increase in harmony
the specifics of my journey
are always the same
life, good health, 
and a steady flow 
o creativity is what I
claim
true love for self will
continue to be my
gain...

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J-ust ask no question, 
A-lmighty God knows all; 
N-ever be in doubt, 
E-ven though the order is 
T-all. 

A-ccepting God's command, 
Q-uestion is not asked; 
U-sing mind's meekness 
I-s indeed a sacred task. 
N-either self-will nor defiance leads one to salvation; 
O-n the fourth of July, just ask no question....

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A mind at ease within its self will forever
Sustain a quality of balance and composure 
No matter if sat in a crowd
Or seemingly quiet and lonely
It gives no thought of paranoia
It has no time for been alone
A mind at peace, in balance and in tune
With its own thoughts and deep thinking
Focused purely on simply twinkling....

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While on earth I had to live
I was a clever committed liar
so powerful was my self-will
so many closed eyes in my hands
I am sure I’ll meet all of them
those ones who were headache
These weapons I have with me
will work there, bodyguards too
whoever jokes again to avenge
another war shall break out
in borrowed Kingdom of God...

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After a long, it's again rain.
Drip-drip sounds on my window pane.
Sounds of thunder and its bolt's stain.
The sky is aching, roaring, and releasing pain.
Drip-drop rain, on my window pane.
Stay sometimes, I want to wet again.
I want to calm down all my desires,
for now, it's time to make everything an end.
Nothing but my poetic self will sustain....

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An Attempt to betray the one you hold dear.
Turns the tides on you good sir I fear.
Truth behold your chances are slim.
Energy its self will not bend to your whim.
Monsieur I bid thee to not waste your breath.
Perchance the betrayer become the betrayed.
Time and time again you will be constrained.
Endless times I have seen it before.
Detest before you go too far....

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"Well done, good and faithful servant". *
Clean hard labor yields great rewards.

Refusing to work is not wise.
And laziness is foolishness.

Work is a divine enterprise. **
Work by the sweat of our brow.


Worship results in choosing God.
Work results in choosing self-will** 

082122PSCtest, Triolet-Old or New. Joseph May
*Matthew 25:19-29, **Genesis 3:17-19...

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will it ever end ?  
The broken hearts, 
The lost love, the hurt , 
The pain, 
The endless night of missing the one you love the most. 
A child being taking from there mother in the middle of the
 day and never to be seen again.
 The blood shed in these streets . 
The hate that we have for one another,
The selfless things we do to please our self.
Ask your self will it ever end?...

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Constant,caring and all knowing
A love none can deny;
Morning,evening ever showing
A grace no deeds can buy.

All sufficient,all forgiving
Transgressions,we deny;
Gofts and blessings freely bringing
If we,to self,will die.

Peace,new life and healing
New birth,none can deny;
By the Holy Spirit sealing
With Hallelujahs cry

this common metre hymnody form inspired by Eph 1:13...

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Thought is a disorder an inheritance from the pain that's gone before
Close the door to though and you will feel pain no more

The silence that I feel is above the conjured image and the self will
I have found peace and calm at last and the beauty and love I thought was lost

Hush now you memory that dares to break this bliss 
Like a snake it slithers in my mind with its ever present hiss...

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re-post inspired by Constance contest

Constant,caring and all knowing
A love none can deny;
Morning,evening ever showing
A grace no deeds can buy.

All sufficient,all forgiving
Transgressions,we deny;
Gofts and blessings freely bringing
If we,to self,will die.

Peace,new life and healing
New birth,none can deny;
By the Holy Spirit sealing
With Hallelujahs cry

this common metre hymnody form inspired by Eph 1:13...

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It all started when I was born 

In another time and another place 

I signed up for somethings 

That I now must encounter and face. 

I don't quite remember what my mission is.  

I do know that knowledge of self will be of great benefit. 

I will proceed and invest in my journey one day at a time.

I will sit and let peace be still to ease my mind. 

This is one thing I must do to get a clearer message from my Divine....

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COPLA 67 INVOCATION: This Bad Guy World

“That’s the spirit, Tell the Old Man off!
Who does He think we are, s’il vous plait!
Of course, you’re right.”

If there were a God anthropomorph
Yes, we could all take umbrage and pray:
Universe might

Might we not be an experiment
Of some advanced civilization:
Testing Self Will

Or the chance physical accident
Of Immuable Laws’ equation:
Force renounce will

© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2014...

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Might it be touchable?
This fancied clay between my hands
that I would twist and bend
and in a sometime moment, 
manifest desire?

If, indeed its authenticity
is now confirmed in passion to create,
its own self will blend
between the fingers of my mind--
and only at its most illusive 
feign default, and fail to coalesce.

I shall see it, 
breathe it in my nostrils, 
shape it as a mirrored act of God,
and fall upon my face in terror--
at success.
             ~...

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ON SELF-WILL

We live with the possibility to get angry, 
distressed or displeased. 
Being yourself provide these negative emotions to enhance;
Sharing is part of living!
One can choose not to get upset about every single confrontation.

Anxiety, 
depression, 
sadness and stress 
result in personal perverse health. 

These emotions activate bad reactions in the body, 
leading to arousal and a weak character.
In life, 
there are always dark days....

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The fragrances of wildflowers
are now a pleasant memory.
I close my eyes and picture them
still swaying in a gentle breeze;
but when I open them they’re gone
and where they once had smiled at me
there’s barely evidence to see
their beauty once had flourished there
in kaleidoscopic colors.
Their absence only bears to mind
that beauty last the briefest time
and one day when they reappear
my aging self will not be there
to sniff their bouquets from the air....

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