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Best Poems Written by Gian Carlo Rosete

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Beautiful Creatures

 meow meow
i called the kitten 
who have never eaten
and i say
 meow meow

 arf arf
barked the dog
who got jealous 
and he say
 arf arf

 tweet tweet
birds that fly
greeted Hi
and they sing
 tweet tweet

 creak creak

who could have 
made all of them 
made me smile
heart's overwhelm

 swish swish
fish on the pond
flapped their tails
and they go
 swish swish

  roar roar
and we got scared
the mighty lion
rumbled
 roar roar

 hiss hiss
a snake came out
the bushes 
and goes
 hiss hiss

 broom broom
as I drive over
the wilderness
 broom broom

we've all seen
the masterpiece 
now I wonder
who is the
great artist?

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They Will Hear

They are lights of candles put off
Their screams and laughs are silenced
They are deep roots pulled off
Inflicting pain and tears, they are licensed

They can no longer harm the living
But their memories are too much to bear
Sleepless nights due to overthinking
Once a dream, now turning to a nightmare

One may feel despair 
losing all hopes, like cards on hand
felt like no one you could share
prejudiced that no one can understand 

but found in an old scripture
it was written, a promise of hope
it was not our design as creature
a good reason for us not to mope

to a future not very distant for now
all who lie beneath the tombstones will rise
don't be bedazzled, don't ask how
all will be resurrected and revitalized

all of the dead will be able to hear
Jehovah's words and bring them to life
It will all be a Grand Reunion 
Children to parents, Husband to Wife

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Mercy and Justice

The smell of blood dominated the field
but to the culprit, He had put a shield
Where is justice? 
Did he not deserve to be punished?

The whole nation rebelled against him.
Drove his patience boil down to a steam.
He lost is reward, by that one thing
He still chose to be forgiving

Getting stoned, is hard to forget
He felt every hit closer to death
Determine to pardon everyone who take part
He still smiled with his open heart

Do justice and mercy go together?
Seems like evil has it's own way
To escape the trial and deal with it's crime 
But someone promised, there will come a time

Mercy, Mercy, who has the right to wield you?
Justice, Justice, are you even true?
The clock is ticking when will we hear his gavel?
The judge silently examining the rebels


He hears the whispers and cries
of all people on all nations
Soon enough everyone will witness
his vindication and justification

Jah is a rock! He will not be moved or swayed
Mercy wil be given, Justice will come in play
At the end of the system of things, the revelation,
sheep will be separated from goats on that day

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Love Like Hosea

Would you still buy a used toothbrush?
If a rag doll cries, would you let it hush?
If she struggles willingly, would you let her go?
Would you pick her up, when she at her low?

The infidelity she commited, can she bail?
Would you rather put her in your arms or jail?
How low could you get, to save her downfall?
Will you still chase her, like a cat to a ball?

How far can your patience be stretched?
How can you trust her excuses farfetched?
Are you willing to go back to the start?
Remember the vow of 'til death do us part?

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The Liberation

Prisoners were captured, their liberty were stolen 
Hopes were dangling, asking help to heaven
Dreams were their silent sanctuaries
The only one that keeps their sanities

Eyes were blindfolded, hands were handcuffed
Lies and deceptions, all of them were bluffed
It felt like an abyssal tunnel they fell in
Everywhere you looked, it was just a dark scene

Free to struggle with strengths just like candles
This world is dominated by heartless scoundrels 
Evil is everywhere, someone pulls his triggers
Weak are those we hear the sound of whimpers

When will this dark age come to conclusion?
When is the fulfillment of promised redemption?
All these words are just words, vague and empty 
All seen are letters and numbers printed blankly

What is the context, who gives the meaning?
Our minds can't compete to what He's thinking
Send a messenger, one who will tell us your will
A refreshing message that will makes us stands still

This is the key to these chains we're strapped into
In darkness we're into, the light that pierce through 
We see the glimpse of the future, thanks to you
We feel free and loved, not caged as we used to

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Charlie Chaplin

He made us laugh silently
Through his wholesome comedy
Dancing with umbrella 
Made fun of his fella 
Famous for your eyes only

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The Person I Want to Be

I want to be like Moses
known for being meek
I want to control my anger
peace, I should seek

I want to be like David
knew what strength is
It is not through swords
neither armors and fists

I want to be like Joseph
stuck to the righteous path
walked through the obstacles
whatever may the aftermath 

I want to be like poor Job
remained faithful 'til death
lost almost his whole life 
but came to senses not to fret

I want to be like Samson 
not just because of his might
Using my strength for Jehovah 
even He is out of sight

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Your Words

Down and belittled
I feel judging eyes surrounds me
They are heavy
Pressure keeps me so down
My eyes grew weary
They were soaked in tears all night
I can't sleep
I can hear them laughing so loud
I can't look at them 
and I'm getting tired of facing down
I turned to heaven and then remembered 
There's someone up there who created them
I called your name in time of distress
Your words gave me peace and the strength 
I feel so strong that I'm able to see you
I know you'll walk with me 
even in the valley of the shadow of death
you are the love that embraces me
makes me strong when I'm enfeebled
thank to Jehova's words, the Bible

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Hidden Exhibit

in the heart of the ocean
we will find a hidden exhibit
vast and extremely mysterious
feels like a bottomless pit
it is filled with wonders yet to be explored
like a a gallery in a museum which is off-limit
only few can see the beauty 
only few can feel the feeling
like a painting on a canvas
colors are fully alive
tints and inks from the nature itself
they come in sizes, big and small
we can see the art, but not the artist
but we can tell his invisible qualities
they are shown these masterpieces
we can tell how his mind is way beyond ours
as they are countless 
and resembles difference apart from each other
you can't spot the same spot on the same spot
sounds confusing?
or sounds amazing?
one day when Jah's will comes to fulfillment 
all of us will come to enjoy every moment
when all of us will have the time to explore
Jehovah's wonderful gift in stored

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Addressed before End of the System

Dear Me, 
Back from 100th century
here's a secret
you'll never reget
You stay strong
survive the tribulation
it won't take long
Until fulfillment of revelation
Jehovah prepared 
A kingdom and army
Don't be scared
He rewards our loyalty 
This is a preview 
Of what will be
vision for few
only eyes of faith can see
Perfect Body
Perfect Life
Jehovah loves me
and my wife 
together with my kids
we sing and praise
doing just good deeds
just like the old days
looking back to those sacrifices 
they are really worthwhile 
to the problems of any sizes
with Jah, we faced them with a smile