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Shofi Ahmed Dec 2024
Just one fleeting glance at you, yet the timeless Earth,
With the deep red roses, holds its breath in awe of your worth.
Daylight and twilight weave together, lost in your spell,
How could I ever describe your beauty? No words could tell.

Shape my heart as you will, so it mirrors your light,
A reflection of your endless grace, so pure, so bright.
See yourself, just once, through your own lovely eyes,
Just how stunningly beautiful you are—beyond the skies.
Steve Page Dec 2024
This month I call you Saviour.

Mostly, instinctively
I call to you as Lord-God and Father.
Typically these are the names
I call to mind at early dawn.

But this month you are Saviour
as I become more acutely drawn
to my need to call on your saving grace
on your sacrificial willingness
to cast off the trappings
wrapped up with heavenly glory
to embrace the blood and the mess
that comes with small town nativity.

This month I address
my Hosannas to you,
my divine infant Saviour.
An early prayer on my commute this advent.
showyoulove Dec 2024
You are everything we ever need
You are the living water to seed
Fill us with your Holy Spirit
Give us these spiritual gifts
As, with our voices, your praises we lift
You are greater and stronger
Your sin controls you no longer
In the light of your amazing grace
Come Lord Jesus, invade my space
Drive out the darkness and fear
I come crawling; will you meet me here?
Receive the greatness and the power
Of this glorious and holy hour
Shout to God be honor and glory
The world needs to hear your story
Free us and heal us from our sin and shame
All is possible when we call on your Holy Name
Prettyboyfloyd Dec 2024
2.0 In quiet an unease and gloom perhaps would mind burdon to weight in too the gamble which my heart was struggled by to question the certain few and walk 2.1 meanwhile i did so far i knew only so little of but wonder but one or two i did dare nor could i think in that hour else but to count or guess i thought to day and night and myself another three or four or five the many was must had i go to find to came to new of dearanged senses to celestial was the wind to correct the view what i saw like frost on the window smiling like written in a childrens handwrite in the dew on the fields most beautiful rose 2.2 as if something unborn and whole and holy whispered: look! 2.3 And as soon i did i found myself in a land rather strange to call a stranger maybe would and might come to think as unnatural of course it must seem to you 2.4 in time reflect like the cold skin of the old snake does the future the past and present from his heads gliss blue and tip of the sweet tongue and poison behind cold eyes throught out the body moves forward and a crawl and the hiss and hunt of hours and minutes to use 2.5 the body lies gone until the tale it leaves behind to cruel the attemps to bite it has like a flock of storks whirl white it rolls around and clues like oclock the sun the day and the girl the boy and milk the ******* to bloom 2.6 how it ***** on the edge of souls where borders like the cloud to rain apure the world where dont dream anymore and love in due of else instead of adventures to be right instead of true and instead of every what another instead of beautiful another reason why not and not yes 2.7 we are and do it feasts on itself in a link of the high of the chain where its strong and where its weak it   lusts the mind in heat and hangs from much as a beat time a threath in a bottle to remember to mind near and return to sender in the same write of ink and same bottle of glass and from same shore it was found at to find its same way 2.8 in vain hope might but only fair and more by faith is the magic of what im about and is life if you ask so to complain least should what reason of mine to answer 2.9 to word a letter i do have decided to from what thrill it could be only to stole my mind from fear of death to think i might have died to do its worth i would again million times.
Prettyboyfloyd Dec 2024
In name of our fair king and for sake of poets a dream as love for lovers might be, the reason. Dont be afraid, my dear ones.

In affair rather public the matter known that means but so little much to me as an ache  of a souls thats hungry what dawn is for the birds to sing a bit too soon and wine for the drunken to laugh without a clue is my permission as spoken to i am to speak to adress the youth and the power behind the wheel thou not too soon as still at spin. To advice as adviced by own hearts council.

"Zacnem na konci, aby som skoncil na zaciatku." Wise man once said. Among other in his right. Man is free! And that be sacred to any that wish to ever walk with God. Rumors out of my will at fold them vicious hearts way to wish so much injustice upon their fellow men. Whatever threat the reason. May keep days up at nights. Whatever guilt. Whatever philosophy they mind rotten by undecision twisted by silent lies way untold kept still in its core of their own bloodlines to suffer what answers wrong how nothing hurts and how long it does unknowingly and unknown and untill. Doctor of the sick like flowers because of the spring. The summer.

At the meet of a soul of any at terror name you call kind the spirit and ask: is it justice or injustice that you suffer? Are you beautiful or are you rightous? For merci you ask and for merci you answer.

So at the dawn of time, or the moon in vain, sun is no more by nor shadows it casts. Yet the charm truly charming the call of the spell bold the man and foolish the heart adviced set on the road sent to advice the same by its own council.

I appeal your soul to mind near and love the words as i cherish that house they praise. Our home this land. To protect my interest, for dear to me. From strangers that would treat as somebody elses and enemies that would find it to be a threat and brothers, because you have sinned. And because you are. I know because i am. Youre sins are forgiven. Sin no more. With a deed of washing your hands you shall be resolved. Because i said!

Not your burdon is what i seek, but your trusting heart and an honor of lended ear. Kept in care of doubt. At most i ask for i name my price to be. To ask, be worth a while and of the answer worthy. Men we shall.
Dario Tinajero Dec 2024
If I was in a different place
Outside time
Worlds away from this current existence
And someone asked me,
“Would you want to travel to a place called earth, feel a glimpse of life, experience all the emotions and events within a person’s day, love, heartbreak, anger..?”
The dumbest thing in the world would be for me
Or anyone, to decline.
So,
Whenever you are in a moment in time where you feel
Exasperated,
Unloved,
Stressed,
Remember how lucky you are to have the capacity in your soul
And in your heart,
To have perfect, quality sentiment
That even the highest stars in the sky could not grasp
It’s all part of the humanly package..!
Prettyboyfloyd Dec 2024
Romantism at most and best a twenty hours high long and wide with hand to heart i stand and souls to mind so pleased to have to be mine. Let me.

Hope you havent insulted by the way of my habit to force the willed. Let me inside give power to hungry for love, with grace i am at most pleased.

Three steps to learn to teach to cry and dance the sad dance of gods i was called and thrilled first a little sting as pain turns to releave and stay pleased.

For a promise to be given all of everything to last the least a way to fall in love a chance to get addicted in line stone wise men breaking and crushing.

Drinking wine am told that brings death to ones it doesnt fear, am drunk to have what to put the blame on once the welcome is overstayed. Well be.
onlylovepoetry Dec 2024
~a companion poem to
Marry Me! -(I am-in-love-with-you) (1)
~
wherein was writ:

“here I stop
lest I die of  bursting, and yet I weep
for us, for you,
no longer
read my poetry”

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another winter’s day cruelty,
for this wretched refuse of a
former man
who
once could,
who even deemed
owner of a loving teeming,
who adored kneeling,
before love’s altar,
sacrificially, heroically

once in possession of
amazing grace, (2)
but now no longer such
in his scriptures
deeded,

for our save-by-day ,
appears, before my eyes,
so informing my love permit
has now time~expired

I once was found,
but not
once more,
but
once again,
refamiliarized with
loss
wretched and wrenched,
so I punch up at the sky,
and the sky,
like you, my love,
doesn’t punch back,
and now we are in
aggrieved agree:

there is no returning
to where
we graced each other,
so one more poem I’ll
prepare
so let it be,
the “we”
will be momentarily -
but not ! ever lastingly

but for a well~timed
very finite infinity
be returned
to coexist
and let
grace be extended
even surreptitiously

for we
to separate,
sub divide our souls,
in a graceful manner:

why this last act,
a hallmark of
what once
stood for
us,
was,
and perhaps then,
you will read:


my only love poetry
once moreover,
with com-passion
and even tiny teeny seconds
of memorized affection,
and that would be an
amazing grace
(1)) https://hellopoetry.com/poem/4902749/marry-me-i-am-in-love-with-you/
(2)
Amazing grace,

how sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me
I once was lost, but now I'm found
Was blind, but now I see
'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear
And grace my fears relieved
How precious did that grace appear
The hour I first believed
Through many dangers, toils, and snares
We have already come
'Twas grace that brought us safe thus far
And grace will lead us home
When we've been there ten thousand years
Bright shining as the sun
We've no less days to sing God's praise
Than when we've first begun
Than when we've first begun
JAMIL HUSSAIN Dec 2024
Shall I praise the radiance of your eyes,
Where the divine light in shadows lies?
Or the royal, eternal grace you wear,
A pose that lifts the soul from despair?

Shall I speak of your cheeks, kissed by the dawn,
Where celestial sweetness is born and drawn?
Or your hair, glowing like stars in the night,
A river of light in which all hearts take flight?

What of those lips, delicate as the rose,
Where the heavens, in secret, repose?
Each whisper a prayer, a song of the Divine,
Where love and truth in silence align.

O' Beauty, you are but a veil so fine,
Revealing the Light, the One, the Divine.
In each fleeting glance, the Beloved's grace,
In every smile, I behold the sacred face.
Veil of the Divine 12/12/2024 © All Rights Reserved by Jamil Hussain
showyoulove Dec 2024
Lord, make me to be a living channel
An instrument of your comfort and peace
You speak to me and my soul comes alive
You are the living word, your words are life-giving
Blood and water poured from your sacred heart
Bathing the world in your mercy and grace
In the waters of baptism by the blood of the lamb
It is because of this that, today, I am who I am
Your river runs through me in deep currents of grace
When you said "Peace be with you" was it the look on my face?
I was unbelieving for the pain was too much to bear
It wasn't that I didn't want to believe or that I didn't care
My Lord and my God! Have mercy on me: a sinner
I am not worthy to be in your presence my God and King
I feel the movements of the spirit
In the deepest currents of my being
Open my eyes to see and my heart to believe
You opened yourself and were broken for me
Break open my heart and help me to receive
This flood of mercy and grace freely shed
To give me new life when I had been dead
In my weakness, in my doubt and my shame
You take my hand and gently call my name
"Peace be with you. It is I. I am real.
Do not me unbelieving, but come and feel
The hands that were pierced for love of you
Let my mercy and grace, Child, cover you".
Lead me Lord from fear into peace, despair into hope
From tears into laughter, from mourning into dancing,
From doubt to belief, from death into life
Guide me Lord from out of darkness into Your light
Jesus, I believe, help me trust in You!
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