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I Breathe Lies

Betwixt our deceptive connection
Lies told, to always end in
I’ll never have a profound perspective
As my skepticism results in your grin

When our paths crossed
Like two sailboats in a panoramic sea
I believed you were mannerly
Though, sprouted unexpectedly was your immorality

My standpoint was already set 
My conception was that you’d abet
To all the curves, bumps, and facets of me
Though you’d never devote to me
You’d only break me to debris

Every word transmitted from your “soul”
Carried no true sentimental worth
Yet I believed you, over my mind you had control
Desiring for your concealed lies to rebirth

Lies and gas-lighting were brought upon me
Despite your affectionate expressions
I thought truth be told, that I was free
But I’m now trapped under your early impressions

Doubting and doubting your false affection
Perhaps you don’t know how to express emotion?
But deep inside, I know that’s untrue
That I’m just someone to be used, at least to you

Though acceptance is quite challenging for me
I’m unsure of why I still trust you
As you treat me like nobody
Though these lies will forever pursue.

See It My Way

Of course I agree with free speech
And the right of people to have their say,
But why can’t people be more reasonable,
And see it my way?

People accuse me of being argumentative
And of enjoying a good old verbal fight,
But I never argue with anyone,
I just explain to them why I’m right!

I justify my debating standpoint,
As if from the lyrics of some corny song:
I could agree with you …
But then we’d both be wrong!

Reward Route

I'm on the hunt for comprehension.
Furthermore, I'm on the look for attention.
Life may be tough, and there's no success. 
From the standpoint of one's mental wellness.

Rainbow wishes for kids with tolerance 
Guardians have encountered an inconvenience 
Our actions drove the world absurd.
When youth fade,  It's ideal to be furled.

Overstating the pertinence of the real world. 
What do you view promptly when you look around?
Parents wish you had been a kid for a longer stage.
You're guilty, but you can't undo what you've raged.

 Your hair and eye color reflect your likability.
 To recognize your skin and dress so lovely.
You're unique in shape and appearance. 
 You're not the same as your twin if you reappear once.

In the meanwhile, be patient where you are.
And continue to do that same dedication spar.
"Let's bear the costs and act forward with anything."
You have merely started living out your true calling.

Standing Where I Am In Truth

Here I am nearly reached three score and ten
life has passed on through my years
it's been eventful that's certain for sure
but have survived it with no tears

Nerves have ruled most of my life
been a battle but won some of them
strangers approaching makes you frizz
but learn to adapt so feel a gem

So often felt not the real thing
not quite the normal guy such a tongue
words were never my strong point
struggle was my word even when I was young

But you adapt finding strength to win
despite the struggles, you get there somehow
been always in a job for worked 44 years
now enjoy retirement fully free now

Standing where I am in truth
pleased to have reached this place
looking back seeing God's hand on me
feel privileged to achieve this at base

( A look back on life from today's standpoint)

Standpoint

L-et 
L-ines 
O-f 
Y-ear's 
D-enotation 

A-dvance 
R-emembrance's 
J-oviality 
A-s 
Y-our 

O-utlook 
R-emains 
I-n 
A-uthor's 
S-tandpoint 

Topic: Birthday of Lloyd Arjay S. Orias (February 09) 
Form: Vertical Monocrostic

Beneath Life

Constrained by the sober exercise of judgment,
And dignified by deliberation and privacy.
I yanked my soul out of its secret chamber, 
And held it to the mirror of my eye.

To see it like a star or moon against the sky, 
But it dwindled to alarmingly small dimensions.
Fate had turned and twisted a thousand ways,
From the standpoint of expediency.

Fumbling and stumbling in helpless incapacity,
I'm greeted with an alloyed chagrin and gloom.
Then I heard a wordless voice,
In language terse yet familiar.

It wasn't a loose and otiose statement,
Unaccustomed tears threatened my seared vision,
I'm overshadowed by a fretful anxiety,
By this innocuous thought, I'm skulking beneath life.

But if I shine brighter in life,
Reexamine fate, destiny and my artistic aptitude,
If I fail, die and remain forgotten,
Study the agonies of my conscious failure,
And remember me with this poem.

Counsel One's Self

Having lived nearly four score and ten
but for five years that's left to go
I've experienced many things in all my life
some self counsel's needed don't say no

I've had my stammer all of life
why oh why does it continue still there
many prayers have gone up to heaven
but no comes down repeatedly to bare

Listen you don't know what tomorrow brings
never lose hope God's promised to do you good
He loves you more than you can imagine
knowing your self since before birth in every mood

No doubt deep down nerves so tense
cling to peace call on real calm
God is love giving His son for me
hold on to Jesus He's my healing balm

Tell myself I can conquer this
have confidence to speak out
anyway, does it really matter?
in how I can speak, just shout!

(I did write this from the standpoint of giving myself advice, to see what would that advice be on what was most important to me.)

An Unusual Gift It Turned Out To Be

An unusual gift it turned out to be
       As intentions, I think, were otherwise
On my desk, one day, for me to see
       An advert that I shall now summarize 

The little card read in letters of gold,
     “The Power of Positive Thinking”
Who left this for me, who would be so bold? 
       Is this a joke; no one was winking!  

I quickly moved on, tossing that card
      And that day seemed like any other
But when I got home, I felt something hard
      In my pocket, I soon would discover

That advert survived and was speaking to me
      And I sent away for that book
I’d never done something like that, you see
      I wondered why I bit the hook

I have to say, it really changed my course
      My standpoint was never the same
I felt I’d become an unstoppable force
      All obstacles, I overcame

The jokester who sniggered at his silly deed
      Will never know just what he did for me
I think of it often and have always agreed
      An unusual gift it turned out to be


4/5/18
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Break Not My Heart

Break not my heart, don’t wreck my part
To entertain, maintain or retain your fancy
Pour empathy and sympathy into me to heal your heart
In the end, mend both your life and your love for Nancy.

Break not my heart, don’t wreak into my life havoc
To make a point, to hurt my justified joy joint
Pour courtesy, comfort and consideration into my romance rock
In the end, you amend your ways and mend my solace standpoint.
 
Break not my heart, don’t pour rows of sorrow into my life
Instead, improve the move and groove that removes the reticence 
Heightened and ascertained to pour into our romance strife
In the end, you fend off foibles guaranteed to aggravate our emotional essence.

Break not my heart, don’t stray into my life to play games
Instead, invest with zeal and zest zillions of efforts that zap
Energy and synergy from strain and stress with notorious names
In the end, you mend, bend and blend bliss and kiss in our matrimonial map.

Emotional Toxins

injection of 
emotional toxins
poisoning the heart 
with disdain 
creating unrealistic 
impressions from a 
negative standpoint 
causing the world to
be seen through eyes
of resentment

Outside

OUTSIDE

Out past tomorrow, outside of time,
There is a place where we can meet
After this war is over.
We can talk about fleshy things,
If you like, but be careful,
Science has no words for this place;
The mouth is empty, legs are useless,
Innocence and guilt have no meaning.
Then, there, will you tell the truth about love?
Why you shunned me like a lame donkey?
In this forgiving place lies leave no disgrace
So there is no reason to spare my feelings.
Nothing to you, you were my everything.
What about emotions? They have no use,
Feelings are not sacred truths.
There is no line between friends and lovers.
Abundance in the heart leads to a soul complete.
There’s a freedom on the other side,
This is a burden from which we’ll rise.
From the standpoint of eternity
The fear of dying looks like the fear of living.

Victorious In Christ - Romans 8: 31

We live in this world on victory's side
knowing that God stands close by
He is ever near holding us still
knows this great truth we'll never die

For we are eternally created by God
set for a life meant never ever to end
always knowing God's presence and power
holding forth His banner that'll never bend

When we see these truths before our eyes
what can we ever need to fear
as we walk from standpoint of victory
we shall overcome no matter many a tear

So we ask the age-old question
who can be indeed against us?
if God is for us which He is
Jesus reigns supreme yes He does!

This is indeed our victory cry
Christ in us the glory of our hope
walking in Him the crucified lamb
this the eternal God has spoke

(What then shall we say to these things? If God is for us, who can be against us?)
Romans ch. 8 v. 31 (ESV)

Never Cry Over Spilt Milk

I will let my problems freely expand never complain over things that cannot be answered to an compliant thats so ignorant to its availability when the reason is so irrelevant to my results of human nature but can be explain in admiration and evaporated and cleaned up by my postive analyst standpoint that I will overcome promissory to my vision thats half blurred in which I may not see nor people that may notice me to a complete way of there simply with a positive connection that relies in me all me in all variations in which version me only but try to conduct myself properly instead of clumsy balanced in how to withholding weight or leverage to keep me leveled and never fall too deep in a milk mishap and try to caution from slipping into an major accident until everything comes to clear to clear eyes viewed when everyone can see the accident b4 it happens and occur for them to see in a rush b4 everything comes clear from evaporated of spilt milk accident of problems that may affect me so seriously to an creed of a compliant of no clarity support just an non exist problem that well overcomed so lively.

Beyond Sunset

Soft hills roll endlessly through the expanse
To the north lights of aurora borealis will dance
The castles on the hills the view will enhance
 Sun’s orange glow seems to dry the tears of the sky as west it will advance

The sunset turns from orange hue
To blend of gold and linen blue
The waters of the lake make the reflection of the sunset true
With the grain nearby being golden too

In the rushes one can hear frogs and snakes 
Poppies grow red and fire crackling sound makes  
The rivers flow to the lakes
From high mountain peaks eagle to the sky takes

With the western horizon sun seems conjoint
But it is the invisible hand behind the sun that is important from divine standpoint
It is the unknown the content of that word is more important and to its form has no reference point
Those words generated by the base but their true meaning is from absolute unconnected view point

The Great Eye behind the sun looks down at marsh marigold
The end of the day is about to unfold
The bifurcate willow and tall birch tell stories of old
The gentle summer breeze moves the clouds that in the sunset appear gold

Ballet

The endless horizon above the law less world
Swoops down like through the air cuts a sword
By no resistance of any kind it is impearled 
It is free and line between possible and impossible is blurred 

The abyss to anything earthly has no reference point
Yet at the base with the soul it is conjoint
 First spirit the second will anoint
Transforming it to beyond divine from any standpoint

The spider webs sprang on the summer’s day
Tell the story that will enchant but can also dismay
Any that of it blossoming would stand in the way
Blossoming of supernatural otherworldly ballet

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