I forged a fistful lance for my battle.
I shield and fortified my faith whilst I forced my feeble to fracture..
My lance punctured my adversaries to fall..
I forbid fornication and forget my rankle..
I form a fortress of chastity and remain taintless..
I extinct fornication and pray for purity..
Categories:
taintless, prayer,
Form: Rhyme
love loved, her beauty faded not,
live not in solitude but intimacy,
My lover is a golden gift of treasure to my existence,
Her countenance tint ruddy,
lofty is her stature,
and perfectly symmetry,
nobly is her form and prettily alluring,
Her beauty faded not...
Infuse With reddish red,
Shroud with glory,
beautifully scene and delightfullly is her ways,
glowed! glowed!!, courteous! courteous!! bow! bow!!
kneel! kneel!!., i adore and adorn her charming eyes..
my lovers beauty faded not...
She trampled not as inferior,
She elevate intellectual,
Her midst veiled with splendor,
her hues is tempting,
Inherent is her ways, artificially not,
She garnished my path to rectitude,
Her paradise gate i gaze,
gracefully she appeared,
her fragnant allured me to her cord,
My lovers beauty faded not....
Her body taints no sin and marred not,
nature speaks of her sense,
The world garp filled with her taintless beauty
she dazzle with euphoria,
I edifies her heart with my unparalleled everlasting love,
My lovers beauty faded not...
Charming! Charming!! Queen of my paradise
her beauty faded not....
Categories:
taintless, cute love,
Form: Lyric
Good counsel
The enforced sleep to blind it all,
restless thoughts and what may befall.
Rescued from tensions to clear,
the truth so free that there is no more fear.
Tormented fortunes destiny in wilderness,
all tired receiving gladsomeness.
The pilgrimage as soul pioneer,
dreaming the larger life with heavenly cheer.
No longer let the vain world claim,
by the idleness of the chief mistress to refrain.
Holding that dream to escape that wise,
night shape liberty is the device.
To sleep it over labor for small gain,
may the weary nights spent in vain.
False and untrue knots of treason,
when loves compassion is not the reason.
Give the night the splendor as true proceeder,
listen to whispers of the taintless pleader.
Oh soul and bodies image guest,
fear not to touch that affection best.
Since heavens love in pure immortal high,
has mercy echoing through that new day rising sky.
That celestial love that we forget and ought,
counsel in lessons which needed to be taught.
Lovers scorn that love to possess,
when virtue claims ungratefulness.
Blessings for the nobler state to see,
gone is the fear by conditioned misery.
Categories:
taintless, 12th grade, inspiration, motivation,
Form: Ballade
The petals’
Soft streaming
Aloft dreaming
Colors painted in mind
Lovers intertwined
Their taintless imaginations
Drainless infatuations
Obsessions with my feet
Reflections deep
Coves upon which
They meditate
Groves whereat
They levitate
Like sparkles, pink
Heartful sync with love
Ahhh!!!
*Foot Bath Chronicles*
Categories:
taintless, body, flower,
Form: Free verse
Poisonous air streams down
As plastic-laden waters choke
Fishes and Universal Motion's glow ...
So much has changed through time,
I wail against slow death of UV skin,
while plundered Mother Earth rakes
in her once fertile womb...
yet indifferent hearts care not,
incensed by greed and unrecyled junk.
O children listen; build a new earth,
Let your palms turn soil into a fertile bed;
And allow the forest to stand tall, uncut
By gifting them with a cleaner environ;
That each gracious deed will find blessings
Copious from heavenly skies.
Until each hour breathes through
A fragrance of one taintless expanse, blue.
This wide universe is our home,
Our manna of fields for every mouth,
And pure rain cooling quiet nightfall
With daylight's pattern soothing din;
To hail nature, may it never come to an end
As Spirit's Love refills our dreams!
Thomas Martin's STUFF
6/19/2015
Categories:
taintless, environment, nature, universe,
Form: Free verse
Goodness Versus Goblin
© Ben Burton 3-24-2014
Hope will not float
On a moat of despair
Life really blows
When there's no one to care
Death makes a mess
Without blessing the man
Left too bereft
To invest in a plan
Born from a lore
With its mores and creeds
Forged by a sword
Filled with scorn for the weak
He once believed in fairytales
Of goodness versus goblin
And though he prays for miracles
His crippled child is hobblin'
Voicing a choice
Where the core disappears
Destroying the joy
To avoid facing fears
Playing the saint
With a taintless conceit
Laid in a grave
The last haven for grief
If in the end
Heaven's secrets unfold
Pimps will defend
Their contempt for the soul
He once believed in fairytales
Of goodness versus goblin
He pleads and prays for miracles
But still his child is hobblin'
It speaks before it's gone
A whispered, raspy gasp
From ancient Hebrew script
"In time, this too shall pass"
Resounding like a fairytale
Of goodness versus goblin
His child received that miracle
There's joy beneath the sobbing
For goodness felled the goblin
Categories:
taintless, faith, miracle, philosophy, religion,
Form: Lyric