How wonderful it is that we have been created in the image of the Lamb!
And yet do we not seek brotherhood together?
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Your eyes set deep into me; I fear the stars have touched the very essence of wonder that the hope in me has been spared only to you.
For I seek your approval and yet is it in vain?
How long till your moonlight finds me again?
Will it be now, tomorrow, or just the memory of yestereve?
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Lift me unto thou gray mist, perch me upon thy branches of hope, whisper into my ear words full of bliss, and sing unto me a song with thy verses of a summer's kiss.
For forever, when thy eyes see the ocean, from shore to sea, I shall love thee.
From me to a soft breeze, I shall want thee.
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His tears cascaded down as rain, hands joined to mine warmly, and I felt as close to the sun as imaginable.
I noticed how fiercely blue his despondent gaze was and how he shook violently at the thought of losing me, his courage.
I squeezed my eyes hard and saw phosphene and then yellow.
Bright as a dahlia flower.
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Close your eyes full of worry and doubt.
Lay your burdens down upon me.
Believe that good things will come, for today does not last forever, nor does the sun or moon stay in one place.
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If you adore me, then I shall love you also.
If you pivot from my gaze, I shall haunt yours.
If you begin to let go, I will hold fast.
When you forget me, I will not fail you.
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Two souls, split apart by a varied apparition.
Though in one body, the mind is conquered from the effort of choosing right and wrong.
Ripped in half by two giant hands of ebony and gold, the heart is torn from better judgment.
Sprinkled in dust from the pollution of iron wings, he sat there in the caving room beside a body.
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I've had to take off most of my poems because they might be copied! I'm making a book and will send the title and link as soon as it comes out. It might be a while though (like a year or so because I'm still writing))
The Purpose For The Created World
How wonderful it is that we have been created in the image of the Lamb!
And yet do we not seek brotherhood together?
It seems it is to fight against the fate of man and diminish the pondering love of God.
Why must we follow something so archaic as to not learn from it ages ago?
War will lead to loss and time will follow time and still man does not inquire to observe this matter.
I have touched adeqution in the form of family.
I have seen liberty in the words of paper and yet I have not seen the goodness of it laid out unto people.
What truly matters anymore?
What happened to our morals on religion, gestures, and simplicity?
We have chosen to stand on the rocky ground of race and identity.
I know not why or how.
How long will it last?
Forever I guess because Adam and Eve, the barren souls of sin, have caused this corrupt mess since the beginning of the world.
It is long since our brothers and sisters had peace but peace there is if there is thankfulness and hope in the heart of trials.
It is quite marvelous to unravel the world with truth and to witness all the sin but yet, bare our souls gripped with the truth of God.
If God had a reason for us to live on this earth, would it be to quarrel and bicker constantly and to fulfill ruthless acts against one and another?
I think not. Otherwise, why would God have created this orb of life?
Our purpose in this world is differed and evaluated on many terms and in many words, but this I know.
We were born in the likeness of a mighty God, who bled for our sinfulness.
If that is not enough to bow down and shout aloud, then there is no other reason for our existence.
This love is my grief.
A poet's silence is a poet's death.
We sometimes don't mention what it will be like, because it was simply wonderful and better kept quiet.
Life went on and on until I only saw beige, the color of quietness and peace.
When one has no love, they have no life.
Goodbye is a forlorn flower.