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 Oct 2015
nivek
All yesterdays skin is dust
shedding today slowly dawns
night will find you naked
 Oct 2015
Tawanda Mulalu
I graduated fresh and ****** from my mother's womb,
a gift, greater than any other.
My sister before me too.
My brother after me was swallowed up by Him
mere hours after drawing his last breath his first.
Behold:
This is my unambiguous declaration against
this universal truth: my unparalleled defense
of the dignity of man
against the temperature-empty, relentlessly inhuman
universe unconcerned with these ventures
which characterize knowing it

not. For one day I shall call
my teachers by their first names. One day
they shall call me doctor. This is the totem
declaring the worth of the living and the dead,
my sister and my brother: myself. The totem
of the disenfranchised and  barely and disabled
and black. Even also less including I guess
the enriched the cup overfloweth and mighty
and colourless. Our skin and bones and graves
and blood and ****** and lust and chest and
******* and being and nothing and isness is

beautiful

regardless of everything. It is mine.
It is yours. It is yours.

Votre.
 Oct 2015
eunsung aka Silas
everything looked and felt so hopeless
never would have thought 4 years a go
that my life would be so full

grateful i wake up most days grateful to be alive,
where as before i woke everyday praying for
God to **** me

i just needed a spiritual awakening to tweak my perspective
from hopelessness to hope
constant criticism to gratitude
I just want each of you to know the truth.
There really is real Hope in this dead world.
It's not the person sitting next to you either.
But it's the one that spoke you into existence.
The demons do not want you to know the truth.
But Christ can speak anything into existence.
The struggles that you are going through here.
With that broken heart of yours , he wants to heal it.
So just pray to him to reveal himself to you today.
He wants to save you, more then you shall ever know.
 Oct 2015
brandon nagley
i.

What occupies thy soul and being? Worldly knowledge, book's, gold, material thing's; Diamond's, jewelry, ring's, automobile's, weapon's that ****, Poison's that we put into ourn spiritual bodies.

ii.

Where is thy heart? Into plastic, stuck in a casket, pulling apart?
Art thou striving to a life of just surviving, or actually living life;
What cometh first? God, family, friend's, or earthly trend's?

iii.

Whom doth thou serve? The thought's of the devil? The grave and the shovel? Art thou on another level? Or dying to get rich; Living as a slave? Choked in a cave? Giving all, as all the lord gaveth thee.

iv.

What doth thou fearest? Mankind? With bomb's that shineth, and gun's to smoketh? Or thy creator whom hold's the key to life and death, art thou like all the rest laying thy treasure on men's step's? Or in Jehovah's kingdom? The great architect's ringing the doorbell at thy being; ding ****...... Ding ****... Ring. Ring!!!!

Wilt thou let him in?
Or serve the world and men?




©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
For where your treasure is, there will your heart be also.
Matthew 6:21 king James bible
beware of extremes
do not try to be a saint
be human instead
respect others and your self
give love when and where you can
and help when and where you can
without an expectation
be yourself and be open
to other ideas and views
You will be happy
Choka
 Oct 2015
brandon nagley
What is the price
Thou wouldst payeth for love;
Ask thyself that
And if thou wouldst payeth the price in blood.



©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
 Oct 2015
Denel Kessler
Cormorants face east
to blood-rimmed clouds
holding the morning hostage

they await silver
resonance humming
through weighted bone

wings angled toward
the radiant blindness
of an eternally rising sun.
To  take  a  leap
Into the unknown
            Is terrifying        
       For comets do flow
         On the Tao on their own!
Alter the sweet sparks
Sizzle and crack
In bliss and surprise
      ~Where do you go Poet~
                 with divine affection
only mortal poems know how to
not
Hold on the edge of You~
  Transcendence that soothes me~
         Feathers from your flight~
             Consciously chased by
                  The
                  Impermanence of    
                       Your
                 Vivacious streams
        Transforming into the Raven
  Brooks
   Whisperings of your favorite
       Fountainescue poetry books
         Dancing~embraced!
  Radiance aglow~quadrophonics
Unutterably enchanting
     Glorious Swans of Sound Nebulae
         Swimming Endlessly~on Thou~
                 Laser beam gaze to my heart's
            Golden dream Fabulae.
Imagined by
Impeccable Space
Poetic love/ox
Muscatine High school had some Extremely  wonderful people,
The colors were purple and Gold, I was bless by many there.
I am proud of being an Iowan as well as an American then and now.
There was and is so many wonderful people that I went to school with.
I been being taught so much by Christ as of lately and we all are place.
Near people or as now with the internet we can do so much more.
God place so many Awesome people in my life then and now too.
I been blessed and my school had some caring teachers there too.
We learn so much more in school as well as subjects from the people that surround us as well.
 Oct 2015
Dreams of Sepia
Occasionally as when viewed through a veil
life splits, refracting like light
your pupils taut in appraisal of
all the things you can't change
& all the things you can
you pour yourself another whiskey
& somewhere someone switches off the night
a lonesome rook lands on a Church roof
a poem is read out loud to no-one
a child presses a kiss on someone's cheek
you find yourself in these moments
or you think you do
& for the moment,
that's enough
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