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Masha Yurkevich Jan 2020

In a city,
not too distant,
stood a building that
had been abandoned.

The place where boys
would run and play,
a place that youngsters
called a hideaway.

But early one day,
something great happened there.
A mother cat made that
place her lair.

The children could not have
been more happy when,
the mother cat gave birth
to five little kittens.

And everyday the
same would repeat:
the kids would come running back
with a small bit of meat.

But then one day
a diaster struck.
And all the kids ran fast,
little feet kicking up dust.

The building was in a cloud
of thick black smoke,
as second by second the
flames arose.

The crowd watched in awe
as the fire grew wings,
and no one said a word until:
"The kittens!"

A young boy lunged
for the door,
but his parents stopped him,
not letting him go any further.

The children clung to their mothers
and began to weep,
all until they all heard a
quiet squeak.

Beneath the door was a little crack,
and out of it came
something fuzzy and black.

"The mother cat!"
The children exclaimed.
And in its mouth she held
one of the little kittens she saved.

Little tear-streaked faces
ran up to the cat,
gently taking the little
kitten that it had.

And into the flaming building
she went again,
to save the other four that
were calling for help.

Seconds later she emerged,
carrying one more,
similar to the other one
that she had before.

In she dove once more,
as the flames licked the building,
determined to save each and every one
of her precious little kittens.

After some time
she again appeared.
Then dropped the kitten
and again disappeared.

And no one saw her
for quite a while.
Thinking that perhaps,
she had perished in the fire.

But then,
through the thick black smoke,
the mother cat had
finally showed.

With all her children
now being safe,
she dropped to the ground
and took her last breath.

But the children weren't
going to let her die.
They picked her up
and brought her inside.

Two months later,
the kittens are unrecognizable.
They live at the fire station,
an example that nothing is impossible.

And inside the station
is the best part of all,
the mother cat wanders
with her head high and tall.

The perfect example
that love does save lives,
and that love, above all,
will always survive.


Enjoy

:-)
Mena Mulugeta Nov 2019
Praise belongs
to the Lord
who has
awaken my soul
from death, my
life now is like a sweet
aroma.
Jesus saves
Tanya Louise Sep 2019
him
hands like feathers
searching through my heat
sweet sounds
echo through our walls
the words he speaks
are wisdom to me
my body, his teeth
vague curses to deep
I take a picture,
two minds intertwined.
two lives unwind.
he makes this work,
oh, my love.
maybe his hands
will bring me whole
while,
fleshy vessels pumping blood
ache selfishly for his touch
he's mine.
even with my sick mind.
M e l l o Sep 2019
i started writing
as way
of decluttering
thoughts in my head,
wounds that
needs tending
and a soul
that needs mending
then someone asked me
what will happen after you heal?
maybe when the time comes
i'll gladly burn all
these
pile of papers
to
the ground
Sept. 15
*I'll insert a good quote about writing later, need to sleep.*
The Government's World Wide want to appoint a Spiritual Guide Of the New Age...he is already here. Known by many names "The Anointed One" the "New Ressurrected Savior" behind his Mask Of Purity & Benevolence exists a thin veil that only the TRUE followers of Christ shall be able to distinguish when everyone else will be doomed to believe a LIE for the TRUE Nature of this Mortal Man. He will dominate the Nation's with a powerful voice and will entice and bewitch whole Nation's into believing in him due to his Accended Power. That power is UNHOLY and shall allow him to speak in tongues, prophecy things that will come to pass, heal the sick, revive the dead ...even so much so as to say and Blaspheme in the Holy Tabernacle Of God claiming to be "GOD" his multitude of miracles and wonders will make people question their TRUE SELF & their Faith. A man of stern character a pieus man who will dignify his Zeal among the Nation's as Ruler Of The New World. The Holy Bible talks breifly of such man who's sole purpose of confounding the masses and creating a false system of protection, peace, prosperity & love. This Final AntiChrist will walk inside the Temple Of The Holy Of Holies...and in turn gain new powers and create miraculous manifestations of Angellic Like Beings on Earth. BEWARE because his final objective is to manipulate the most powerful man & woman in the World to overthrow GOD'S WORD & his books. Powerful Pawns with powerful demonic influences are moving this World slowly creating a system of what may seem like "peace & protection for everyone" when in all reality they are staying the Earth for Christ's Return. Brothers & Sisters in Christ...remember to do good and pray for one another & genuinally love that neighbor it's all coming to a bitter end. Perhaps, out of reading this someone will see it the way I do...in Black&White Crystal clear. God Bless You & your Families,Communities and Land. GOD IS IN THE JUDGEMENT THRONE READY 2 JUDGE EVERYONE ACCORDINGLY...BE PREPARED!!!
John 3:16  Hebrews 5: 9-13  Isaiah 48:10
forestfaith Sep 2018
But i Iove you.
your heart its been shattered before,
its been rooted down to the floor.

your eyes have been through galaxies of oceans and tears.
you hate the voices and shadows, they make you fear, they want you to hear
them.

i can tell you, my love, that i don't deserve anything, except the cursed things and objects. Don't everyone? We dance to music that sells our souls, and talk the talk that kills the heart, and widens the hole.

I love you.
And i don't care if you are "mean", or bad, or a nightmare living in your own mirror.
Because, doesn't true love see all the mess, and scars, and yet, love the same?
I don't want to drive you insane, but I love you.
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love you 12258
Thank you God for her :) Annndd of course I love you too LORD!!! My first love. My King.

ahh, true love from above, that you Father..my heavenly Father...
Soul Scribe May 2018
Where Do I Go?
I don't know,
Rolling hills and deep chills
Sleepless nights I don't feel filled,
The only joy is with my friends
But on this road it makes these bends
The paths start to narrow,
And lifelong friendships end.

Find your calling we are preached,
My lifelong calling is to teach
The torches to burn bright at night
For as long as I can speak my speech.

I wanna,

Teach students how we began
What is truth what are the shams?
How do we plan?
How can I AM?

There we go,

I want to,no, I love to  talk about God and His character
But sometimes people turn Him to a caricature.
We pick and choose
We refuse to lose
We just pray
The hell away
We do good things
And He will bring,
Salvation to us.
So don't cuss
Don't you dare eat meat
Don't you dare think
Listen, shut up,
clink, clink, clink.

Another penny towards the church prophet's profits,
Another stained glass window to draw our attention.
More people more money straight into the prophet's pockets,
Dazzling lights for the kids with no retention.

Big organs pretty music bishops and the priest,
Bigger baskets for your money and a comforter for your knees,
Plugging their ears to the homeless peoples pleas
Telling the gays that they are filled with some kind of disease.

Wow that bishop has a pretty cool spear
That's a cane
That's a hook
Wait a second he's a crook,
He just took my wallet laying under my seat!
Well I guess now we're even because I'm a lying cheat.

Beauty on the outside: gold and jewels.
Riches on the inside: ghouls and tools,
Mimicking our schools which are filled with fools
Forgetting that Jesus rode in on a mule.

Hosanna Hosanna cries
A small church not concerned,
About money fame or the amount of people.
A church where kids can actually learn,
Meeting in a warehouse no marble no steeple.
No marvel no evil.
One pastor no mic.
We've actually changed since the time of medieval
Facebook page only has ten likes
And yet the exact opposite of feeble.
Trying to enter through the eye of the needle
You’ll need a lil bit more than holy water,
'Cause God’ll give you more than you can barter,
You care more about watching charter than taking care of God's bride,
While ten apostles became martyrs so you would open your **** eyes.
Over your eyes glaze this gloss
So let me just defrost your thoughts
I killed Jesus and so did you
So did every Gentile and Jew
There is absolutely nothing we can do
To get to salvation by paying your way through.
His blood was shed and we were the cause
So let us weep for such a feeling loss.
Because we are the reason Jesus was on that cross.
This poem travels through two major points. My calling in life. This transitions into our depiction of God and the corruption of the church.
Saint Audrey Nov 2017
Investment
Proper planning less demanding
Blowing out like a candle
Burnt through and drowning
In my own wax

Stay classy world, its going to be a long one

Stay active always until it starts to bite
At the space behind your eyes
As you lie to yourself that you still have health left
If integrity isn't what you're interested in

In the end its fun enough to bloat
Forgetting your true status because
Despite your best intentions you choose to forget
The drugs only get you so far
And you speed up the natural ending

So many enemies to create for the **** of it
So many amazing new creations to unlock like
A mason, stare into the stone and wonder why
It comes up looking like you put
So little heart into the thing you've just bled dry for

Like, why do we lie about the things we have and have not
Like dropping yet another line lower is something
To be proud of
And picking up something else someone else cant
Is tantamount to an accomplishment

I was never good at improv
And life isn't that funny anyway
To make a joke out of it is intrinsic to staying alive
But finding time to praise the idols of false self made
Mannequins

Too many humans lost themselves and punk rock is dead
So time to end it
Wren Myers Jan 2018
SAYING WORDS JUST FOR FUN

ISN’T VERY SMART

SAVE YOUR WORDS FOR GOOD

AND SPEAK FROM YOUR HEART


DON’T SPEAK WHATEVER YOU THINK

FOR YOU THINK FASTER THAN YOU TALK

AND FEELINGS ARE HURT IN A BLINK

BECAUSE YOU SAID WHAT YOU THOUGHT


SOMETIMES HONESTY IS A GOOD THING

DON’T THINK YOU SHOULD EVER LIE.

BUT NOT BEING SO OUTSPOKEN

IS SOMETIMES WHAT IS RIGHT.


BUT I’M DONE TALKING NOW

I NEED TO SAY NO MORE

I WILL TAKE MY FINAL BOW

AND WALK AWAY SAYING NO MORE
Im back!!!
Wren Myers Aug 2017
Why do we cry? So others will see it.
And then they'll come help us out.

Why do we sing? So others will enjoy it.
To inspire. To help those who doubt.

Why do we die? Because Adam made sin
come in in this world and be mean.

Why are we here? God loves us.
There's a purpose under the screen.
I often wonder this. Then I think of the plan god has. It's amazing. He's so creative. Bunches of love!! ❤️❤️
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