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 Feb 2015 Kripi
Àŧùl
Today I am promising you my love,
I will be missing only you my dove,
Only our tears will water our grove.

Tears of not just love to be dropped,
I am prizing each of our tears spent,
Only helping the growth to be lent.

Trust you knowingly with my life,
I know that just you'll be my wife,
Only knowing we will breathe rife.

Today is the Valentine's Day for us madame,
I think that tomorrow too it will be the same,
Only love is the intricate detail of my name.
10 more poems till I take a study leave.

My HP Poem #767
©Atul Kaushal
 Feb 2015 Kripi
Joseph Schneider
You ever stop to think

The world would be a better place if the seas of laughter were shaped through the lesser

If Cattle Roared Among Giants

A world not grown through the substantial, but a world seeded with hope from the shade

Could we vanish this stabilization construed through faulty assumptions

Could we vanish this system of normality we hold so deeply to our soul

The limitations of wealth could no longer be our shackle

Will we ever be at peace
Please
Cattle Roar Among Giants**

-Joseph B Schneider
© Joseph B Schneider. All rights reserved

This system of normality set by people incapable of achieving self realization must be denied judgmental privileges.
 Feb 2015 Kripi
Joseph Schneider
Life descends into the vice of those who judge...
Unconditional opinions give those the nudge...
The nudge into darkness we ride...
Back into the corner we hide...
From those high on life's pleading destruction...
It's hard for us to begin our reconstruction...
People unable to enter society's plains...
Due to the judgmental's menacing claims...
It's time we stop listening to those of scorn...
It's time to know those are the ones truly torn...
For we are all beautiful in our own little ways...
It's time to realise it with no more delays...

-Joseph B Schneider
© Joseph B Schneider. All rights reserved
 Feb 2015 Kripi
Towela Kams
I felt the rhythm of his words as I simultaneously danced to his tunes. Clutched to his phrases, I questioned. "Satan, how long shall I endure the bitterness of your groove?" With his tongue so smooth, He whispered, "You'll enjoy it pretty soon. Let me show you more moves. And by the way, I'm amazed at how you dance to my tunes."

I now identified him as a dark veil through which he used to make me blind, oh what a dark surprise! At this, I sighed when I looked into the mirror, I no longer saw the bright light through which God's grace shined. Now dull, were my blunt eyes.

I began to sing of God's grace and my song illuminated outer space with a force so great, sufficient enough to make me refrain from the devil's embrace, I fell on my knees and wiped the tears from my face because I knew the Holy Spirit had arrived to wipe away my sin's stain and leave me with a clean slate. The Saviour was just on time, He never delayed.  

The devil knows now of what joy I've found in the Kingdom of my Father to whom I bow down. As the whole of hell gather around, may God remind them that I'm no longer bound.

So dear satan, did you know every night I sleep sweet and sound? Or shall I remind you how one day I shall set my foot on Holy ground? Trample on you and rise above the clouds? Let me give you the full details about Christ. I'll let you in on some special insight, let it be known that I'm fully justified. The minute He sent His son, I was sanctified. Heaven's approved me as it's own. There are no loopholes, the deal is air-tight.

I heard God say, "Mr. Deceiver, take your lies at once and leave her. 2 Corinthians 6, you have no common ground with a believer. She's been blessed with Heavenly bliss, you'll fail to deceive her. I planted in her life the song of grace and in this day, I vow that she'll never be a waste. I've restored my daughter with beauty, I've taken away your evil music of insecurity, filthy scent of obscurity and worthless rhythms of impurity."

It was in that moment that my spiritual senses were wide awake and I saw the fire of God consume the agents and I heartdloud cries of immense pain. Holy Spirit, down You rain. My spirit grew stronger as I visibly saw the flames and indeed, that was a perfect reminder of My Master's reign. I reminded satan, "Earlier on, did I not mention it's my life He's come to save?"

Lastly, God looked at me and said, **"My daughter Towela, I've ordained you as a saint. Never again shall you eat any of satan's bait. I'm fully aware that you've fought a good race and you've kept the faith. Always remember nothing you do for me is in vain. Wait patiently, my child, I'm coming back for you again."
It took me a long time to write this.
 Feb 2015 Kripi
Sakii
She says
 Feb 2015 Kripi
Sakii
"Its just a room."
She scribbles her secrets on the walls  
And piles up her whinings on the floor

"Its off limits."
But somehow he always finds a way in
Every **** time

"Nothing much to see here."
But he doesn't leave
No matter how boringly stuffed it gets

"Its not even real."
But with the two of them in there
It feels more real than reality itself.
Notes (optional)
 Feb 2015 Kripi
Àŧùl
Is dictated by my happiness.
I don't know, everything is so uncertain in her mind regarding me.

My HP Poem #719
©Atul Kaushal
 Feb 2015 Kripi
Àŧùl
Angel Again?
 Feb 2015 Kripi
Àŧùl
Now I reached the lands again,
Still dazzled and confused I was,
From the encounter with an Angel,
Oh how she had filled my twilight,
Unable to forget her divinely touch.

Magical touch had enchanted me,
Able to recall it from the voyage,
I stumbled when disembarking,
Oh it was the first time for me,
My thoughts would last along.

After so many days at the sea,
I planned of bathing properly,
Her illusion tricked me thereto,
Oh how her traces remained on,
Facing mirror, I stood perplexed.

Still unable to accept the reality,
I longed for that night to repeat,
Heart beats Angel in each beat,
Life staged a drama too crazy,
Unwilling to take the reality.

My body carries the vestiges,
I turn crazier with each bath,
Her lips' traces keep appearing,
Driving me mad is her memory,
God! Bring her to life once more.

I had my powers as a commodore,
I sent for the captain of my ship,
"What bothers you, commodore,"
And so he asked of me kindly,
Then I told him of her traces.

Smiling he told me yet again,
"I had told you to get married,"
I agreed this time and nodded,
"Alright, search for me a bride,"
Going outside, he smiled plainly.
To everyone I recommend reading the first part firstly at the following link http://hellopoetry.com/poem/265976/angel/ so that you may relate to this one better.

On my fellow poets' suggestions, I continued the story of the sailor who had encountered the Angel-Mermaid.

End of part 2/7 of the 'Angel?' saga.

To be continued...

Read 'Angel?' saga part 3/7 here:
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/1154639/angel-surely/

Read 'Angel?' saga part 4/7 here:
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/1166821/angel-illusion/

Read 'Angel?' saga part 5/7 here:
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/1170623/angel-not-again/

Read 'Angel?' saga part 6/7 here:
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/1179276/angel-forever/

Read 'Angel?' saga part 7/7 here:
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/1182887/angel-ultimately/

My HP Poem #766
©Atul Kaushal
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