Yearling struts its liberty in unstinting energy
Oblivious to reserve that shoes a gallop with dullness
Unaware of regret's stable and the binaries of age
Trotting between indolence and indulgence
Hot-blooded youth that knows the sway of vigor in
every race, instinctive
right out of the gate
Acrostic composed May 5/2023
We'd like to be redeemed
We've suffered enough
What merits have we to show?
Hmm. That question's tough
Well, we've toiled and toiled
for the sake of the Lord
We've given to charity
more than we could afford
We've sheltered the widow
the orphan, the stranger, the poor
We'd not much to feed them
but they felt cared for, we're sure
We've studied the Holy Book
nearly every spare minute
Even if we can't quote
every detail in it
Alright, I hear. You deserve to be redeemed
Your unstinting effort's earned the Lord's esteem
On the radio: "plants have both beauty and intelligence!"
Her University professors were adamant:
"If you want beauty, rather than biology,
Why not transfer to art, or art history?!"
Lord, do forgive our experts, professors ...
Unwilling to teach as DEEPLY as C. S. Lewis, Tolkien, holocaust survivors ...
And trees: unstinting with shade, space for critters, flowers, fruit, air for me!
Never sulking, whining, withholding love: forgiving our poisoning spaces interminably
Take society’s attitude
Towards indifference as given
Although women abhor gratitude
For societal foibles forgiven
In the face of the Christian faith
That burns within a woman’s soul
When Providence breath
Scores a salutary goal
In consonance with the motto
One cheek slapped, the other cheek slapped
In a pilgrimage grotto
Where 2Pac rapped
All eyes on me
As though a woman were leper
Society loved to hate with glee
Alongside a pauper with no caper
To boast of
In the sight of men
Who grudgingly brandish love
As an inducement to women
Treated with contempt
Used, oppressed, dumped
In a haughty attempt
To get machismo start-jumped
In the full bloom of the sickness and ugliness
That womanhood suffers
In huge doses of humiliation and sadness
With no compensatory offers
For remorse unfelt
Hair tousled and unkempt
Expectations raised and unmet
In an egregious event and attempt
To gloss over injustices
Unleashed on the fairer gender
In equinoxes and solstices
That demand women’s surrender
Although the new millennium
Demands fairness
In the cranium and premium
For women’s unstinting happiness with boldness.
The splendor of her soul augments my interminable desires
Every osculation is a demonstrative of our unfurling fires
To say a tall tale might be my tormentor forever
To her my wobbling hands never says ever
Every time I fall into the ocean of her immature cerise,
My fervent heart melts to a mare berry
My life turns to a wild of mystery
I am falling into her tormented ferry
I cherish her unrivalled knowledge
Loving her unconditionally is my solace
Al rather my slice of her sledge
Forever I vow to dwell in her glorious palace!
With every touch I receive
My darkest scenes scream in unstinting glare
I outlook on the roof to give in but all I can see is my Eve
Honestly I fall short of what to say
Holding my fires is my only move
My soul dawns waiting to drink in her ocean
Or maybe I will wait till the end of time!!
You restore, you reinvigorate,
Unstinting; give life.
You destroy, you refrain,
Stubborn; take life.
Rain O rain,
Thy blessing, thy sting…
-Titus Loh-
after-tim.blogspot.com
God loves His little ones.
Blessed will they be,
Lullabyed by angels
In sweet harmony.
Lovingly chosen by
Their Lord above,
Parents bestow on them
Unstinting love.
Happiness and blessings
On each little head.
He who would harm them
Has reason to dread.
God watches over them.
Angels assist.
Contented the child
Whom a mother has kissed.
Dear little one
You have nothing to fear
With God and the angels
And Mother so near.
For Catie's contest
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