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vera Jul 2018
i dream of you when the sun falls to her knees
i watch as she sinks,
to raise your eyes into view
how lovely
how brown
filling the open sky with fond stars
that watch as your brown glimmers in their place

i dream of you when the clouds join forces
i watch as thunder roars and lightning blares
your smile into focus
how lovely
how bright
filling my mind with wonderous thoughts
and my heart with shock waves of joy

i dream of you when i close my eyes
to reveal your hand searching for mine
how lovely
how kind
filling the air wth hot bursts of laughter
that find their place in my affection
and settle in

i dream of you
all of the time
how lovely you are
how blessed am i
- thank you
Kalen Doleman Jul 2018
Your knowledge is infinite.
Unless you think and anticipate.
Your power incomprehensible.
Until you aim to wield it.

So don't use your capacity.
Until you know who you are.
Until you know who you really are!
Not your disposition or goals,
nor accomplishments, roles or proclivities.

These things are not you.
Those are but masks.
You're really something beyond that.
You're something extramural to the space.

You're a truth that doesn't
even need time.
These things that you use in what is called
"everyday."
It's not you.

The attachment it strong because you feel.
Once again those emotions,
you perceive them.
If you just encounter them face to face.
Then you'll see the love.

And then you'll see.
You will see beyond those masks of emotions.
See there's an entire set beyond the box of the usual ones.

This other set are feelings
that can live with you
You accept yourself for who you are.
Then you see who you really are.
And you are not those other things.
You are infinite in nature.

No one can really haul it away. Not infinity.
But sometimes you become beguiled in and by the masks.
In  the roles you and others fabricate.

They say you're evil, they say you're mean
they call you needy, clingy, they call you free.
They say you're amazing.
They say you're one of a kind.

In reality, you are you.
Not these varying masks of perception.
When you move past these notions,
You see your verity.

Then you're not happy nor sad, elated, or full of fear.
But you also have no lack of emotion
Instead you are finally here.

You are finally here.
Here and nowhere else.
And one you get here.
Use your power for anything, because
you are blessed.
I feel that we can truly live when we release ourselves accept love and see it all. But that's not all that's to this poem there's much more.
Lyn-Purcell Jul 2018
I am a proud Queen
Regally dressed and God-blessed
With my head held high
I may be sensitive, but I am a Queen.
I will carry myself as such and not engage with anyone or anything that harms me. It's beneath a Queen to waste time squabbling with those who loathe her. Why should she give them the time of day? All trolls will get blocked.
You won't pierce me with your negativity.
I'm a proud poetess who keeps getting better at her craft.
Lyn ***
Ooolywoo Jul 2018
She is blessed with rawness that makes her crave voyaging
She is blessed with self love that makes her crave a sincere smile
Her beauty is contagious and juvenile
One touch and you get fiend of her
She will make you deter
By all means, you will yield
She is blessed with something concealed
Only the worthiest may discover
Inspired by Ashi Studio instagram caption "She was blessed with a certain  rawness that made her crave voyaging"
stopdoopy Aug 2018
I wish to gaze upon thee, look at the expanse of virtue.

You truly are a rival for Aphrodite.

An ethereal being.

I am but a priestess, at your alter, worshipping.

If I could meet those eyes, ghost fingers over satin skin, card through sleek locks, then surely I'd be blessed.

For you I'd do as Orpheus for Eurydice, without looking back.

To love a goddess such as yourself is eternal.
I really wanted to write about Hatshepsut and her lover instead but either I found the wrong woman pharaoh or I dreamt the whole thing I've read about her lover before so... couldn't do that. What I remember reading was that her successor started destroying things she's built and having her name erased off of things which is essential for the afterlife, so her lover broke into her tomb to write her name, thus ruining his own chance at an afterlife because desecrating a resting place was a huge no-no. So yeah Idk where I read that or if I did but that's the idea.

So I had to settle on a couple who's names I could remember/actually look up their story and here it is.


Just a heads up because it pertains to a poem coming up, I wrote this months ago.
forestfaith Jun 2018
Lord, you provide for me.
Lord, you provided and prepared me for the famine.
Lord, you prepared me for the upcoming battle.
Lord, you are preparing me to fight against the next enemy.
Lord, you have prepared, in your house, a place for me.
Help me, that I may finish this race, that I have pleased you.
And have done what I had to do and have won this race.

Amen
Lyn-Purcell Jun 2018
For all the friends I haven't met yet,
you're not alone.
Just believe.
There is nothing you cannot
do.
Logged in again and I saw all the notifications.
Each one very kind and touching.
This one is for all the friends around the world I haven't met yet.
Whatever storm there is in your life, God will see you
through it.

Thank you, everyone.
You have no idea how much it meant to me to read all the kind messages...
Through my own storm, you've made me smile and added to my
belief that there is still goodness in this world.
I love you all!
♡.♡.♡
Be back soon!
Lyn ***
Phantom May 2015
We, the children of today
and the adults of tomorrow
will guide this world
enhance and refine it
we, the generation of miracles
will go forth
and destroy the word impossible
the destined ones
who will know all
blessed my god
Jennifer DeLong May 2018
The light was all, I saw
The door locked tight
I couldn't move
For a sense of warning
impaled me still
Mindfully, I screamed
Cast me protection
From this , I plead
I stared at that light
As, I kept silently still
But thankfully, I awoke
Just in time I do say
Who knows what was
Just beyond that door
©Jennifer L Dlg 5/25/18
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