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As we woke up each and every morning
His love and beauty comes shining,
His greatness and power is pouring,
And He gave us all His blessings…

I know that I have always been a sinner
But He is always there as a healer,
All the sacrifices of our God, our Father,
He only wanted to make us better.

We only remember Him if we need something,
and there are times we turn our back on Him,
How selfish we are to do such thing
While our Lord God gave us everything…

We only realize our faults when its too late,
But remember, our Lord God can always wait,
Confess all your hatred and your mistakes,
Believe in God and don’t lose faith.

Today all my worries are lessen,
Even my burdens have lighten,
Because God our Father in heaven,
Is always with me 24/7!

©2014 John Vincent Obiena. All rights reserved.
Do you believe that God is always there to lighten up your burdens and Love you because he is our Father in Heaven. This poem is will make you realize that He is always there for you.
Harry Roberts Aug 2017
Molten Gold
His touch
A wanton hold.

He chases away blizzards
Brings fire
Stands against vipers and lizards.

My man is a God
And I'll dance for eternity
Brotherhood, love & fraternity.
Short and sweet. Hope the message is clear.
Michael Briefs Jul 2017
The animal spirit she possesses,
An agile anima stalking a dark spark within,
Looms as predator and protector.
This hunter-rogue guide
Glides through her Soulscape,
Revealed as moon illumined mountain forest,
A place of winter-refracted
Ethereality and lurking danger.
In this dusky, deceptive ambiance,
She has access to a primordial instinct –
Archetypal symbols, ancient signs –
At once savage and wise.
Finding herself in this
Wilderness of vulnerability,
She girds for battle.
Staring squarely into the dark,
Duplicitous and cruel face
Of her adversary, she prepares.
She finds the strength to see
What are lies and
What are the truths --
Both are found there
In that pitched, lacerated visage.

Like all warriors across
Time immemorial,
She embraces her pain,
Exercising control over it.
Absorbing the jagged,
Razor’d contours,
She sees
In its elements
The space where the
“Other” ends
And where she begins;
How she was made
A flint against which
He sharpened his cutlass
And where she
Has made of herself
The door through which he entered.

From this core radiance
Comes a rapier will to survive,
The strength to guard her kin,
The keen intelligence
To unleash her primal howl,
And the blood-fire to rule her demons.
Okami is the Japanese word for wolf. A photo representation that inspired this poem: https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=10210179988232171&set=a.10208174166607884.1073741828.1113041505&type=3&theater
Kewayne Wadley Nov 2016
I watch you.
Wondering back and forth, gathering twigs and berries. Bringing to life a place only you allow your thoughts to wonder.
Although serious. I admire you alot.
I know if I was in your position I wouldn't walk through these woods alone.
I've seen alot of things though. Alot of the world's ill's that wisp through the echo of the trees,
I even watch the quirky things that you do without realizing.
The quirky cute things that you often pay no attention to when you do them then say "what" like nothings ever happened.
Like stopping to smell the daisies instead of the roses.
Splashing in a puddle of leaves then watch then scatter one by one.
Laying there without a care in a world.
All appearances are not what they seem.
As the world itself is a crazy place.
Sometimes you need that. To step outside of yourself and just play every once in a while.
The journey to grandma's house isn't a long one.
But the next time you stop and whisper your secrets to the birds and the wind flutters your coat.
I'd like very much to feel your hand rub through my fur.
And protect you on your way to grandma's house.
Maybe let you ride on my back
Addie D Aug 2016
Let he be merciful to those who sin,
the Protector to whom I swore thus.
Let her bless with light my kin,
the Mother who always protects us.
Life God, who defends my being
and watched over me,
Death Lord, the accompanying king,
I always proudly welcome thee.
For I pledge my life to you miserably,
though, I do it unconditionally.
"Is our faith real?" Poem I actually did for a purpose but liked enough to post it here.
Alienpoet Jul 2016
I nestle in the room of your heart
I will rise again and again
You are my protector
My swollen eyes create many tears
My mind forms many fears
You coax them out of my soul
and burn them to dust
You have wise eyes open for me
A smile that grasps my heart
Beauty that flowers and blossoms
In your garden I take in all you have shown me
Mark Wanless Jun 2016
sorrow a mind as long as you want
happiness a place to be if you want
i choose the dark side
long ago i made a decision
happy face or sad face
my choice,, sad face. if
only i had the protector anger
to back it up
i'm working on it.
don't tread on me.
june 7 2016
Ynhia Pollard Jun 2016
You are a solider,
The war of my life is at a cease,
Its the stillest moment I've ever lived,
Because you are my solider,
You are a protector,
The wreck of others is trashed,
You know the right words to say,
Fixed my heart when it's mashed,
For that I adore you,
Aegis,
You absorb the bad,
Dispense the good,
You are knocked down,
You get back up and walk,
You are hurt,
You are pain,
You are love,
You are joy,
You're my Aegis,
Many try to mock,
Many try to ruin,
Many tried to fix,
Aegis
God walks in your walk,
God shines in your smile,
God moves in your spirit,
God talks through your voice,
Aegis,
If you want to see the beauty,
I'd advise you to look closer,
It's not what you think it is,
It's what I see, I'm a boaster,
I am proud,
I have pride,
I have the greatest mother Alive,
And I just want the world to know you're beautiful,
Go ahead,
Seek and you shall find,
It's not in the weight,
Or the size of your behind,
You'll find it in the bathroom,
On an item that reflects,
My Aegis look in the mirror,
And tell me what you see,
When you see yourself,
Smile and let your light gleam !
Dedicated to Lisa Pollard, My Mother, My Aegis
I'm In Team Leo Jun 2016
Just a day more
Just one more day.
Until the next moon appears in this dark hole
--in this black line.
Stay with me
and keep me safe.

All the monsters come out when I'm alone.
So now that you're here,
stay with me
and keep me safe.

Just one more day.
Until the next moon appears in this dark hole
--in this black line.
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