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 Jun 2015 Tomo
Zead
And when we die alone
We will reap what we have sown
and though we live like eternity
is promised to our destiny

mercy sky
mercy sky
mercy sky
mercy sky

it's not for all who know or see
but for those who ask for faith to believe

they are free
i don't own my iniquity
mercy sky
i'm not dead
i'm alive

mercy sky
mercy sky
mercy sky
mercy sky
*sighs*  my hope. i've been singing this every night with my guitar before i go to bed.
 Jun 2015 Tomo
Miriam
Savior King
 Jun 2015 Tomo
Miriam
thank You for loving me
thank You for never turning away when i did
thank You for never giving up when i walked away from You
and convinced myself that it’s alright, that i’m alright,
even when i woke up with a heavy feeling in my chest
and everyday was a struggle just trying to breathe without You

thank You for Your faithfulness
thank You for Your grace
thank You for Your presence surrounding me
even when i did nothing but spit on Your face
and curse Your Name behind closed doors where i thought nobody could see,
but come Sunday and i put on my best dress
and pretended to worship.

thank You for Your patience;
You patiently searched for me in ***** alleyways where You didn’t belong
where the enemy stripped me of my clothes and dressed me in shame
chained my feet
and told me lies after lies after lies
and how i believed him.

i sold my soul to sin and i thought i was shackled for life
but You came to me
and bought me with the blood of Christ
the price for my life was the death of Your Son,
and You said, “so be it, I will send Him.”

i can never thank You enough.

i will never fathom the depth of Your love,
how You sent Your Beloved to die
for someone so undeserving,
for a people like us.

thank You for Your love,
thank You,
thank You,
thank You.

my life is a gift for You alone, Savior King.

oh i can see it now, i can see the love in Your eyes
i can see it. i can see it.

thank You.

thank You.

thank You.
my heart is full
 Jun 2015 Tomo
Thomas Maltuin
The craziest
fear living
feeding off my soul
eating rations daily
why

its  power equated
by allowance
only growing
expanding
how

like the narcissist
and his praise
the shadow grows
when we forget the light
Delusion,  misconception,  lies,  uncertainty, they grow because we feed them.  Pain disappears when forgotten. So do the shadows.
 Jun 2015 Tomo
Thomas Maltuin
Love War                
craving gore                    I see no red
turning once
beloved hope,                      
companionship,                          cast
warm loyalty,                            upon
against strangers
false hatred
created by                              my well
stolen bravery               gloved hand
filling the hungry
void of cowardice
who cares right?                       forget
why fight                                      it all
boredom surely
blood lust
All Just                   for a dollar's sake
This poem has at least two meanings.
Surely there are more. I'll leave that up to you though.
I'm interested to see what you all get out of this. so please
comment if you have an idea. There are no wrong answers.
 May 2015 Tomo
Thomas Maltuin
unanimous
perfect
agreement

hands down
no argument

Countermelody
without the selfish back talk
point reinforcement

the Visionary
failing
falling

lost to
Deaf ears
not for
lack of
Volume

but out
of generic
disinterest

the Artist
flailing
calling

blind to
Deafinition
not for
lack of
Hunger

contrary
starving for
consummation

Hand in hand

The multitude
   A sacred harp

The gemeni
   One point by perspective

Souls  Synchronized
The sequel to "Melody"
 May 2015 Tomo
Thomas Maltuin
Melody
 May 2015 Tomo
Thomas Maltuin
Words
mean nothing compared
against gravity

Planes
bent around pinnacles
consistent of

Truth
beyond description
interpretable

by deciphering
eyes
noses
fingers
tongues

or ears

Passion is
seen
smelled
felt,  not touched,
tasted,  not consumed,

Heard.

Is it known?

how can you
Know what's inside
without experience

shared memories

yet somehow
we know
by passion


Reaching
   into passion

Waking
   other passion

Drawing
   out passion

they gravitate
on that enigmatic plane
guided by the abstract

flowing line
sketching itself
to existence
Who can claim to understand the voice of the passionate?
 May 2015 Tomo
Thomas Maltuin
mirror mirror
on the floor
bears many faces
one no more
random rhyme time, enjoy?
 May 2015 Tomo
Thomas Maltuin
Demon
in my head
con trolling

can it
where how
does it draw

power
to handle myself
authority mine

once
upon a time
I had will

resolution
discernment
direction

freedom
obtained
by the way

materialization
paper pen
raw thought

disoriented
dazed
detrimentally disturbed

determine
describe
define
direct
demand

I have your name in my hand
I wash my hands of you

ink
sink
drain
Poetry (Po-eh-tree)

1. The act of describing something beyond words

2. Getting an ambiguous thought down on paper so that it is interpretable

3. Ownership
 May 2015 Tomo
Thomas Maltuin
Korya
 May 2015 Tomo
Thomas Maltuin
Happier          times                      
                         unknown          before
now           revealed              
                                        against        antagonistic      
Future's        unlikely                  
                          circumstantial    meddling
wrathful        Clouds                    
                             arrived             ruined
death                                        
   defeated
                                                     de novo
me deciphering this
http://pre01.deviantart.net/fa31/th/pre/f/2015/093/9/4/the_handsomest_bloke_of_them_all_by_kitty_slide-d8obo9w.jpg
 May 2015 Tomo
Thomas Maltuin
In love with       Apathy,      

  Improvised       Indifference,

     Passion       Powerless,

        Readied,      To capitulate


                 turn to me
be gracious                    
              my heart             distressed


fists screaming
against a wall
imprisonment

The Cage

Loathe       Love  
      defend       surrender
demand       forgive  
pain       pain
pain

roaring

Have you any idea why?
a woman is like cortisol.

set me free                        
                        set yourself free
i wish i could                            
                                 who put you in there

you are my captor                                    
and conservator
yes i know this is chaotic, at least I abandoned prose for this.
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