Stoop your knees to the ground
And let your faith unwound
Itself from the shackles
Of unbelief and lukewarmness

God is not a scaffold
You put away
When the elevation is done.

    

Hint: Read line 1 & 7 to get the moral of the poem.

You say you don't want
******* or *******
that come and go

yet you always on a cloud nine
when interest in you they show

justifying the claim nice guys finish
last but do you even know you no
wife material for the nice guys.

he didn't put a gun to your head
before you said yes to him
thus don't expect me to remain
a prisoner of love that was never
there a crime for me to commit.

I know nothing about death but to death
I must return my love, my gifts and life
Of my childhood spent to my ageing breath —
The nostalgia insured of peace and strife
My eyes did witnessed and my heart did bear - - -
The heat, the frost of all life's weather scene
In joys I have lived in boldness and fear
In the wildness of heart — my youthful sin.
But still of death - - - I know not her store
A gold tinted room or a blank design?
From breadth to width - - - no life's span can measure
The length or height — a straight or slant recline
That I should move in away from the world
And find rest with the devil or with God.
             — J.Emmy