Hidden strength
They are times When the road ahead is unclear
And your mind is filled with fear,
Take a breath and stand your ground
For in you, strength can be found.
Though the path may twist and turn
And your heart may ache and yearn,
Trust that every step you take
Is one more chance for growth and fate.
Remember, in the darkest hour
There lies within a hidden power
A light that guides you on your way
And brings you closer to a brighter day of night .
So don't give up, don't lose your hope
For within you lies a boundless scope of possibilities
And dreams to pursue
And the strength to see them all through.
Embrace the uncertainty of life
For within it lies a precious strife
A journey that's uniquely yours
And a story that's waiting to be told.
You called it my past cause it was in the past
If it had not past then for me its not called past but present
All the things have past away so I let them rest in peace and never let the piece of my past tempore with the piece of my mind
Please Remind me presacary that am god as god is so am , am the one with god
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Categories:
tempore, allegory, allusion, desire,
Form: Dramatic Verse
Matris Dei caeli et terrae
Quam dulce, quam sancte, quam pulchra es
In quo mihi quotidie cupit
Veni ad me saties gratiarum
Illud etiam nunc in omnibus!
Solium tuum perstat in caelo
Nemo potest vincere.
Tempore evertens tua potentia est
Quisque subsunt sua.
Radix est ante saecula,
*****non capere potest.
Tua auctoritas ambit omnia,
Nemo potest ponere terminum.
Your essentia et esse est infinita,
Non est qui semper superstes potest!
O mater dolor
Exaudiat te genuit
Terra autem occiderunt vos
Per tuum, et vivam dolor in terra
Donec requiescat in sinu tuo?
Categories:
tempore, birth, devotion, earth, heaven,
Form: Free verse
The
poet
stands
watching
the world
an ear
sharp
cocked
perceptive
yet
aloof
he
listens in
absorbing
as
a sponge
others
feelings
drip
by
drip
deep into
his
soul
later
to spring
forth
as
music
played
ex tempore
Categories:
tempore, imagination
Form: Free verse
Death tegit et mens impetro lost in tempore.
Desidero labris tuis
Quantum olim Jesus.
Deum nos, sed fieri sentio traditur.
Tulit te sine cogitatione me
Vota
Somnis
Spes esse te
Hopefully, quod futurum esse
I tactus decipiaris
Vestra rideat
Deus me ludos iocosque
Media cadunt
Et somnium somnio
Sed somnis deficeretur
Porrigere I
Sed ne tetigeritis
Commodule me manent
Non flevi
Venio
Erimus sicut speravimus semper, mi.
Categories:
tempore, lost loveme,
Form: Rhyme