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You're the source of true Life, and strength to walk.
You're the source, to everything that is good here.
You're the source,  to Love, peace, as well as purpose.
You're the source of Mercy, true Hope, and Healing.
For you are the only door to new life in heaven above.
For there is no other way to eternal life not even an open window.
Only one path shall give you a key to perfect peace as well.
For only you Lord Jesus shall lead us to a perfect life.
One pave with true growth into becoming your disciple.
 Aug 2015
nivek
Every life shares death
each death
Jesus dies, and bestows resurrection
 Aug 2015
Simpleton
Naturally optimistic
And incredibly resilient
She captures you as a prisoner of infatuation
Her eyes hold promises of things you couldn't handle
Selling you dreams
She keeps telling you things
Once upon a time you looked at her as though she held all the stars in her eyes
And now everything you loved about her gets on your last nerve
The resilience became stubbornness and an unwillingness to compromise or bend at your will
Her mindless talk was just another distraction in your busy life
And that's when she knew
That her deepest darkest fear
Was not spiders or heights
It was you
Who put her on a pedestal
Who made her believe in herself
You who fought against the world for her
Her fear was you falling out of love with everything that made you love her
 Aug 2015
Simpleton
When does love become dangerous
When is it really crazy
At which point does one stop and think
This is not healthy

Because she's all you think about all day everyday but its okay because its just a crush. You're in love. You want to know her more. So you imagine making her smile and putting your fingers through her hair.

He's started to message you a little too often;

Where are you?

What are you doing?

Who are you with?

I'm outside.

When you rely on a person to validate your entire existence. To be the reason that you breathe. To be the be all and end all of everything you know.

When you're both sinking and foolish hands grab at eachother instead of swimming up towards the light. When you're too far gone to let go no matter what.

Honey love is a crazy thing from the moment you 'fall' into it.

A verb: to move from a higher to a lower level, typically, rapidly and without control.
To descend and plummet you dwindle and decrease individual being for that other.

Don't.

Darling don't fall in love. Believe me its not worth it. Stand in love. Stand with him, stand with her, hold hands and love shoulder to shoulder, feet to feet. Meet your love head on and make eye contact.
 Aug 2015
SøułSurvivør
Written by Bad Baby*

When I look up above the sky
I see you paint it as you fly
With lines of poison that you trew
You take away my skies of blue

And when it rains it falls on me
The leaves, the trees, we die you see
Why do you **** us from up above?
Down here on earth
there's so much LOVE

They're not your skies
to take the blue
I told The Father, He always knew
So now, you know, you cannot hide

For what you sprayed up in my sky


Bad Baby
(C) 8/6/2015

Posted by SoulSurvivor
What is written about above is called
"Chem trailing". The funny long clouds that the planes leave that seem to STAY? Those are not natural.
Not to be confused with "com trails"
which are vapor trails from jets.
Chem trailing is done specifically to
Poison our atmosphere. The NWO
wants to **** billions of people.
So the population is down to
"manageable proportions"
Nice, huh?

I've written about Bad Baby before.
She is a Freedom Fighter.
She exposes the TRUTH of what is
happening in this country.
She is paying a terrible price.
Her neighbors are irradiating her
with advanced Military Grade
microwave technology.

Sound crazy? This is exactly what the
people behind the Targeted Individual "program" want you to think. There IS A PROGRAM. A list.
Like Schindler's list in reverse. And
once you are placed on it for whatever reason you are slowly tortured... to death.

Now you are probably telling yourself "this can't be happening"
Go to "Fight for our Freedom Radio"
You will find Bad Baby's site.
Download some of her shows
and you'll see why she is being
Targeted so forcefully.

She is very sick now. She may not be
with us much longer. Even her dogs
are sick from the microwaves.

PRAYERS AND GOOD THOUGHTS
ARE APPRECIATED!!!
 Aug 2015
Ignatius Hosiana
Many of them'll tell you not to be afraid
Cause they haven't seen even a leaflet
They don't know the story you've led
And all their imagination drums up is velvet

They'll tell you butterflies jump out cacoons
Because while your life's been a horror
Their's has all but been mere cartoons
So they see hope in the reality mirror

Contrary to the nightmares you've had
All they know is but banquets and roses
And blinded they can't see you're scarred
That you've seen the right path but stuck like Moses

They'll tell you life is a gamble which one wins or stumbles
They can't see the storm in your life or hear the thunder rumbles
 Aug 2015
Hilda
Sweet gentle daughter of dreaming blue eyes
Reflecting visions from some distant sphere;
Untainted by nightmares of icy fear,
Nor saddened yet by fate's mocking disguise.
Unopened book of fickle tomorrow,
Not certain of how future may unfold,
With hours of lead or hours of molten gold;
Unenlightened yet by unknown sorrow.
Sands rush through the hourglass of wasted years,
While breaking our young hearts with shattered dreams.
The clock of life wrings disappointed tears,
Unhampered by our plans and clever schemes.
Beware grim reaper swinging ***** blade
Who mocks thee as childhood days slowly fade.

**~Hilda~
© Hilda September 20, 2014 4:48 PM
Dedicated to my dear daughter Marian.
 Aug 2015
Marian
Down a peaceful, quiet lane
The two-story farmhouse awaits
Bathed in evening hues
Of rich lavenders, pinks,
And dusty apricot
The lilac scented breezes blow
Whispering stories of summer
Let me dance in pastures
Of buttercups and wild daisies
Where horses graze contentedly
And Virginia bluebells sway
Where time becomes stuck
And lets me live this golden moment
Just once more

**~Marian~
Dedicated to a farmhouse I saw
For sale today online...I really liked it,
So I wrote this poem about it!! :)
It's been awhile, guys,
So I thought I would write something
Today and post it!! ~~~<3
Enjoy!! :)
 Aug 2015
aniket nikhade
A blessing in disguise at the right moment of time
Blessed is the mind
Blessed is the soul
Blessed are the thoughts all those which belong to mine

The best thing to do in life is to face everything that comes along the way of life
All of which includes conflict, chaos, contradictions and confusion

Expected or unexpected
Surprised or shocked
Whatever happens in life and all that which goes on in one’s life
It is not possible that each and everything will get defined
Nor is it possible that everything will find it’s proper place, time and substance

The rigorous rigmarole through which all of us go it is nothing, but life.
So always give your best,
hope for nothing less,
but the best
while you leave the rest in the hands of God as life goes on in doing so.
 Aug 2015
Ignatius Hosiana
I don't want to crush the lost but beautiful juncture
They are a frame of melancholy but I still want to remember
Lke pricking my own shattered heart aiming to puncture
All these years for a once glowing but now rotten ember

Maybe I'm so used to the sweet pain of desolation
That it now all feels like mere momentary solitude
Sort of being addicted to the stench of the unbearable situation
Yet preferring to surf the fatal waves of self condemnation rather than intrude

Maybe I can walk away now,this very minute
I could develop large wings of freedom and flap away
Cause it ***** being in this cold dark cave and I mean it
I feel tired of trying to keep my monstrous passion at bay

Probably I'm the reason I haven't got any ground
Intentionally lost because I don't want to be found
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