When we were gods
Every monster and foe in existence knew our names.
They trembled at the sound of our blades being drawn from their scabbards
Against us their shields shattered, their fiery breath worthless,
...
It’s funny but I am the damsel an you are the hero
Though I am the hero an you are the damsel.
Like a monster with no weakness I rose my head proudly,
Till I saw your face an a heart of flesh I conceived.
...
There was a stop. There was some time between us there was a wall. I Was on top of it and
Did not anticipate the fall. It hurt but I healed when I looked at You. It seems I dream of love
But maybe not you.
There was a stop again and you said nothing at all. You smile. You Reach out. Your hands
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My vision is faded into all that is mentally blind,
What I want I search and obviously do not find.
For what I seek is not what I need, in a world dying in the dust,
All I need is You father in heaven- in Your word I trust.
...
Broken no more
Each lost particle restore,
Every dent and crease vanish
Feelings of ill hate banish,
...
Behold! I stood upon the fringe of creation and lo the universe was Laid bare and naked before
Me in deafening silence and colour and combustion and every part of Everything that is and is
Not I am witness to and the creative power of your breath installed In my being to animate
Me from conception ignites in my chest, sets my soul aflame chains Of conform are
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I am a poem. God wrote me. Many will have an interpretation of me But I am what I was
Written to be, nothing less, nothing more. Some say I am a tragedy, While others call me an
Epic. Some say I am an elegy, while others call me an ode and others Still, a sonnet. Many
Have their interpretations some are close, some are completely wrong But only God knows
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I know my person is far from what you designed it to be
So reset it, remould it and make me free
You send me into the fray to speak
Please make me strong, let me not be weak
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Across the galaxy of the vacuum of your sparkling tears of joy that Are now stars, I hear your
Voice a trail of cosmic dust glowing in the dark cold expanse that Is this space-this space
Between us.
The gap is breached, you are safe. You can travel to me now, as much As your heart desires.t
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A fire in your heart I did start
And you composed the very music in my heart
You beckoned the murky mist away
You filled me with words but robbed me of what to say
...
Spinning turning and twining
The sky clear so very hot yet cool.
Have you smelt the aroma of love?
The scent of magic tulips in the air
...
The bud blossoms and a rose is born
And its beauty no one will scorn.
Time passes and it turns into dust,
Its petals have gone the way of rust
...
My mind may be of a slow speed but the concept of your existence Makes my mind race,
It puzzles over mosaic pieces of your attributes at the quickest Pace.
I may not be able to see you but it is you in my dreams I envision
For between you and true beauty there is no clear division.
...
You are the sky, I am the earth.
Our true passion the sun did we birth.
Destined to live forevermore,
Spreading our romance rays from shore to shore.
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Your heart is a house,
When its empty it is cold
But when it has inhabitants it
Is warm an full of life.
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With super powers I could win your heart,
Melt your heart with my fiery love and freeze your fear,
Make you forget your worries and evaporate your every tear.
In my safe arms you will know no sorrow, no pain
...
How far would you got to make someone realize that you love them?
Would you make them realize that they are a gem?
What would you do if you failed in this-would you try again?
Would you rise up and break the failure chain?
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The perfect night has gained a flaw
You are not by my side, the prettiest thing my eyes saw.
You had me, my heart and I,
Your absence crushes me, I feel to cry.
...
Today I met you again and I knew not who you were, though I know who You are,
We spoke, talked and conversated about things near and afar.
And so the night is through, you are long since gone but yet, you Don’t escape my mind,
I close my eyes and the sweetest loving thoughts of you I find.
...
I was born a poet, grew up to be a journalist, i work as writer, i live for love.)
When We Were Gods
When we were gods
Every monster and foe in existence knew our names.
They trembled at the sound of our blades being drawn from their scabbards
Against us their shields shattered, their fiery breath worthless,
Their venomous strike bringing them no glory.
In our youth we commanded hundreds and thousands into battle,
All those souls so willing to give their lives, not for country but for heroes.
We sat in wait for the antagonists to return to its layer before we stunned
Them with our presence, meeting us they knew they had met their end.
We sought no religion, no saviour because we were gods,
Proud and mighty, brave, strong and enduring.
What we lacked in wisdom we gained in valour and deeds
And many deeds did we have to our name.
We sought nothing because we had everything.
What we all failed to do however, was slow down the hour glass
So that our glory years may not pass away like the life span of a cockroach.
When we were in our youth
We were proud an arrogant,
Hubris was our code of honour,
Obnoxious tendency our second nature.
What we couldn’t get by falsehood we stole and
What we couldn’t steal we attained by falsehood.
Nevertheless, our days of glory are long gone,
The sun set on our achievements
And in the darkness that follows our sins have
Caught up with us as over time we have lost the momentum
We once had in abundance.
A new season has dawned and in this white winter our hair has
Turned that colour, we turn to babes for strength and warmth in the Year
We forgot the creed of heroes we knew so well.
I give to my son my shield, my sword,
And my armour, it will live longer than me and
It will see many more challenges through to the end.
It will have a story to tell just like me.I teach My son the sense To be wise and to
Heed my mistakes and make none of them like the flawed hero I was.
Time has brought about change; now wisdom is great might.
My son will learn that ‘not all strength is power’.
Nevertheless, I’m sure he will hunger to move heaven an earth
As we did, for we have our epitaph carved not in stone but
Written in the stars, so that no one will forget
When we were gods.