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MM Holbrook May 2020
You invented a whole new shade of
beauty—
Your skin and brown eyes in the sun
With your smile like flowers
tightly wrapped around my heart.
And your presence is a prayer
beyond words.
I give my life for you and your happiness.
Elisabeth Meyer May 2020
I am still waiting for a day
Where I get a flower bouquet
We drive around top down
On our way downtown

The cars speakers screaming
Leading us to even more dreaming
And I turn my head around
Thinking you must have me confound

Yet here we are
Wishing I could put this in my memory jar
Yearning this moment lasts forever
Though it is not what we endeavour

In a life that just continues to pass
Like we are all trapped in a big hourglass
All those cheerished moments
Are just added up components
Amer Pelides May 2020
Years gone by without seeing myself,
Sheltered from the world like a babe,
The toils of life and the world covered,
Like a curtain covering the window to destiny,
When was it that I lost sight of who I am?
Was it never there or was I locked in?
The roaring blaze of fiery pain now seeks to be extinguished,
I desire to accomplish what I can in this unforgiving void.
To realise my ambition and vision as any man should,
Now I must free myself,
I am past hoping a friendly force to liberate me,
I shall now liberate myself,
To experience either glory or ruin.
By my own merits forever more.
Alyssa Underwood May 2020
Wait on the Rock Who is your strength
and on His all-sufficient grace rely.
Each body-ailing, pain-prevailing,
stamina-failing groan or sigh
consider now at greater length
in light of heaven’s eternal stock.
~~~

"I was given a thorn in my flesh, a messenger of Satan, to torment me. Three times I pleaded with the Lord to take it away from me. But He said to me, 'My grace is sufficient for you, for My power is made perfect in weakness.' Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me. That is why, for Christ’s sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong."
~ 2 Corinthians 12:7b-10

"Therefore we do not lose heart. Though outwardly we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day. For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all. So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen, since what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal."
~ 2 Corinthians 4:16-18

"I consider that our present sufferings are not worth comparing with the glory that will be revealed in us."
~ Romans 8:18

~~~
dailythoughts Apr 2020
Complete or not,

It shines through every phase,

What a perfect thing with grace.



Stands tall with its glory,

I am sure it has many stories.



My soul retreats to its wilderness,

When the moon is kissed by the sun.

In the pinkish soft sky of dusk,

Another love story has just begun.



The sun might be too bright to understand the darkness,

The moon, however, celebrates its lightness.

In my prayers, I reminisce,

When I see both with bliss.
Aditya Roy Apr 2020
It is often said
That living is the rarest thing
Some people merely exist
I can promise myself this
That the rivers will flow
And the trees will bring wood
Fish don't have feelings
But, innocence fades
That is what clears my conscience
The iota of ephemeral contrast
I can sustain a worthy purpose
Which may have a fleeting foundation
One of immense virtue
That a plebeian approach cannot understand
If I take the crooked path
I can walk among my peers
Who have been waiting
For me
To live free as well
But stand strong I must
As I gaze into an abyss
Without purpose
Undoubtedly determined
I can do something, methinks
Instead of doubting my own perception
Yet, I cannot predict
When the diurnal birds will go in abmigration
I simply forget
Some skip south much of autumn
I cannot remember
When will the solitary tree lie bare
The weather behaves like an intelligent child
No one knows where the wind goes
If you ask why, you question your wisdom
Only you and yourself
Can find the purpose
For the phenomena within
That tells you to move on forward
Contrary to popular wisdom
Until the final beat of an unseen presence
Ushers you into its arms
And like an abyss staring back at you
Tells you there is no rainbow down there
To confirm your fears
Or affirm your immense virtue
Your glory fades
When death holds you closer
Sic transit gloria
relahxe Apr 2020
I was sinking in the cloud
searching for you
The birds were chirping
Wait, could it subdue?

I glimpsed you once or twice
in all your glory
I was sure it was love -
like a happy ending story

You poured on warmth on me
Wrapped me up with affection
Us lying, you made the confession

We danced all night
and told our stories

I woke up falling
Hit the ground
It hurt a lot, but I stood up

I saw you there,
at the end of the street
it seemed you had fallen
even harder than me

I approached you slowly,
fixed you with a gaze
I tried to touch you,
but you ran away
She stood there
Like the sun sits in the sky
Blank and waiting
Breathing until the moon arrives
Her dark skin
Is a memory
Of the ash and soot she trudged through
Just to get to the battlefield
Just to say, 'I told you'
Her hair is weeping in the wind
A matted mess of former glory
She wonders would she have ever been
What she wanted if she had the chance too
But alas this girl was strong and wise
A memory of days gone by
Remembered only by the past
A memory that is bound to last
Another description for my story! I hope you guys enjoy!
Marie Apr 2020
Deafening silence surrounded
when the Nyx jumped out
A cue fraught with danger
in order to survive
It is not the time for Thanatus
to run the world
Put all the inner courage,
dare to survive.

Don't let Fate expire
when danger arises
Even though, a powerful emblem
of the Monarchy
Already in place and associated
with the solemnity of sorrow
And too soon,the tingles of coliding
power may erase all the living.

Now, I doubt therefore,
I think
We isolate each other
in so many years
Somehow, we need our minds
to be at peace
But not this kind of treat,
so I pray.

Crown of death, that brings
infectious agents
Leave to mother Gaea,
the power and glory
Let us, her children,
see the flickering light
We need to live in merriment
and mirth.
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