“How come the saddest writes
Seem to get all the likes?” There’s literally a proverb for that, Misery loves company; Even in the 21st century.
I was thinking about this the other day
When they see you and guy a-walking,
They call it courtship; When they see you and a guy a-talking, They pass knowing smiles and well-meaning quips. When both of you are a-quarrelling, They say that the rough must come with the smooth; Before long, one is a-sorrowing – Not for the row (as they think) but over a lost tooth. And then both of you stop seeing each other, They think it such an unpardonable crime; All that time trying to bring you together… ‘Tis a shame the wedding bells are ne’er to chime.
Guarding the heart. For everything you do flows from it.
Looking forward, I will never look away. I can only move. Correction is all I have. Wisdom is who I seek. Your face is the greatest splendor there is. Messiah, your eyes are upon me. Your love constrains me. I may be distressed, but I am not fearful. He is my fear, he is my only astonishment. It's inevitable, I will always love you. Woe is me if I did not have salvation. I am a person with impure lips. I will plead with your face to the cries. Stop trusting in mere humans, who have but a breath in their nostrils. Why hold them in esteem?
Isaiah and proverbs. Jesus I want you
For seven hours I was dead
Dead in my Luxury lord's bed I did not care of weather or bread Life Lynchs me, she's so rude I turned left to the wrath of hell I must tell you, hell is already here My flesh cozy but my soul yell This is the earth that we do share I had said Kamar is nothing but a myth I am twice correct But today we meet Call the priest who collects my tithe Should I be blind after I paid for sight The poor man, honey do pour His healthy heart in tattered coat The rich man, stings do pour His thorny heart in costly coat I stole from myself, the truth For I am blind of the lamb birth I chose the Golden crown of earth For I am sightful of the lustful fruit I woke up to the man in the mirror Tears roll his eyes while I smile Seven hours and it was lemon without fresh lime Sour and bitter saint of the carcass in the mirror ©Kuvar
If the needle eye will fit a camel., why so hard for the rich?
An aged woman her sight waxing dim
Waits at the gate called patience A stalwart near the inner court; Whose walls are named deliverance Bolted by a door of praise. She watches at the gate intently Though many hurriedly egress & fewer enter by it. She tells those who will listen: I look for the one coming from Edom The one dressed in red The wearer of the royal turban The giver of the eternal ring. So old She is rumoured to be immortal Her name is Kheftsivah Though some call her Beulah But I prefer her sacred name; Wisdom & the secret one not yet given. She is there still, they say Ancient yet standing Watching & waiting © Qwey.ku
If He who hesitates is lost then why Look before you leap? . © Pagan Paul (19/09/17)
I realise these are British proverbs, so some poets may not have heard them before, However, they do contradict each other. .
The expression of art
is the art of expression; To express oneself may give good impression You may not always have success when you do your best, but let it all be to God and He’ll do the rest. Don’t be frustrated, Let live and let go. To learn to forgive is to show that you know. Strive to proceed it may not just be for show Learn to live life the best way you’d go.
Just some thoughts...
Father, give me not unto falsehoods and lies,
Nor poverty or riches in its stead; But please, help me to always be wise, And give to me only my daily bread.
So, this is really just me taking Proverbs 30:8 and adding a little to make it rhyme. I won't take credit for the words; that should belong to Agur.