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forestfaith Mar 2019
dear me:

dont you dare think its your work!
dont you dare think its you who made it happen!!

students were against him.
him. afraid.

i was uncertain.
my faith was shaking.
but LORD you guided my thoughts: "But God wont tell me to force it. So God wont allow it to fail either.
God is with me.
two options:

do it or dont.
if not force him.
i thought. why would God want me to force him? surely God will make this succeed in JESUS NAME!!!

after prayer.

i was still uncertain.
shaken.
afraid for him to say it didnt work.
it did.

IT DID!!!
IT DID!!!
I NEVER EXPECTED THAT TO HAPPEN!!
NEVER!!!!!!!!!

GOD IS REAL!
ITS ALL HIM NOT ME!
NOT ME!
NO ME!
NOT ME!

it.isnt.me.
YESSSS GOD IS REAL DUDE NOT KIDDING PLEASE PRAY MY FAITH WILL BE MORE STRONG!!! NO MORE EXCUSES ANDOU TO HEAVEN! DONT BE DECEIVED! JESUS DIED FOR YOU AND ME IN OUR PLACE WITHOUT EVEN BEING KNOWN BY US! DESPITE OUR REBELLION AND HATRED, HE LOVES US STILL!!!!!!!!! HE IS REAL
Helene Marie Feb 2019
beware the angel in disguise;
for as stunning as she is,
she is not afraid
to spread her wings
He told me:

“Give me your heart, and I’ll give you the world”

I said:

“But the world isn’t yours to to take”
They often promise everything but give you nothing.
George Krokos Dec 2018
(2 couplets)
Beware of the voice that you may hear within
isn't a ravening demon or some ill departed kin.
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Make sure that the inner voice which you hear
isn't one that is causing doubt, worry and fear.
_________
Written early in 2018.
Abby M Dec 2018
Hoarse are the birds in this garden
Coarse are the feathers they wear
Strange are the songs that they’re singing
Songs that tell strangers “beware”

Deep in the shadows lies Beauty
Long overgrown by thick vines
Lying in silence she’s staring
At naught but the passing of time.

Footsteps are scarce in this garden
Scattered with leaves as it is
Darkness has snatched it from Beauty
Her once cherished garden is his

Crying in silence lies Beauty
Watching her poor garden rot
If it lies only in darkness
Her toil will soon be forgot

Soft sang the birds in this garden
Bright were the feathers they wore
Sweet were the songs they were singing
But now there is Beauty no more
forestfaith Sep 2018
Demons lurking in the light of day, as well as the dead of night.
Demons living in souls, eating them inside out.
Controlling minds of life to spew out death.
Glitching with the my spiritual eyes opened. They glitch and I see the talking, blinking, singing skills of theirs. The words they spoke walked up in the air in smoke.
Their doom be laid bare in front of them.
The coins and notes they use are like marks on their hands and foreheads too.
When the mark comes. They won't hesitate to take the opportunity to go to hell to their father of lies.
They get puffed up with the smokes and piles of soot and ashes that would soon be burned. Piled up high. Their punishments piled up high.
Their names not written in the book of Life.
Thinking that the father of lies didn't lie that they would be happy and content and satisfied if they just bow down to him...just one time.
Lord, you have shown me how dark the world is.
Lead me into your light.
Save us.
Man. The world is so dark and filled with evil. Little is light and peace and true love.
Demons are real guys. And they manipulate. They are sly and cunning. Be careful saints!! Rise up as the Children of God!! As we await his second coming and the new Jerusalem!!
GreenTrees Jul 2017
Warning Label:

This poetry may contain words and emotions known to the state of consciousness to cause inspiration and wistfulness and other feelings of love.
K Balachandran Jul 2018
thunder rumbles loud,
rainstorm looms, waits to hit hard;
beware! rough weather!
julianna Jun 2018
Anger.
Red Hot.
Usually a little is fine on the side,
But mine came with a lot.
By mine, I mean my heart.
At first,
the flames were useful.
Little sparks,
Reminding me to be careful...
To beware the burns
Of passerbys
Or permanent residents.
Painful, but with purpose.
The beauty in the fire was lost with time,
Though.
They flames grew
They morphed
They changed
Into a reckless blaze of heat.
Enough to keep you warm at a distance,
But strong enough to crackle unsuspecting flesh.
So beware
Of the uncontrolled fire in my heart.

Beware The Burned.
They burn, too.
Nyx Apr 2018

You're playing a game
A dangerous one at that
You're trying to hurt me
But we simply cant have that

You're trying to play it cool
Attempting to pull the strings
Turning everyone against me
But its clear you cant be king

Everyone knows wiser
Their loyalty stands with me
So watching you "wrek" my life, is quite amusing I believe
Cause in the end I know the game,
But you're still quite naive

I'll sit back and watch
Leaving my cards perfectly clean
Giving you nothing to do or say against me
But it appears you're far too keen

No war is ever won
when one is blinded by rage
Its clear you've become your own demise
Trapping yourself within a stone cold cage

All you're assassination plans have failed
Trying to tear me from my friends

she hates you
He knows the truth
I'll reveal to them your lies

I make my move, and plan it well
By being straight forward and honest
I reassure them, express my feelings
Leaving with I love you and a promise

Each word becomes undone
You're tarnishing your own image
I want to start ****
You said, but even your friends think there is a limit

Informing me of you're plan
Their looking at you with pity filled eyes
The more you struggle the more you do
The more they loosen their ties from you

So please calm down, and step aside
I don't want to be responsible for your anymore of those tears you cry

You've hidden a rat within my midst
I know full well who it
So to that rat, I do understand
But its about time you Quit

So in this game of love and war
Where all things are fair
I believe that you should stop yourself
Otherwise beware
What are they trying to do?
Can't they see that the more they try and hurt me the more its just backfiring upon themselves?
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