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ShininGale Apr 27
I dreamed today, before doing my devotion.
I was fighting with other people that turns out to be monsters, I was with my friend. Half way through the path where we were running, my friend was suddenly stuck in the middle of the way. Monsters surrounded her and she was helpless, for some reason I manage to get through as if the monsters are not anymore interested in me. Their skin touches mine but I don't feel strangled at all, a little suffocated, yes! but still I couldn't explain why I was closer to the exit.

I could never go and leave my friend behind, so I came back. I saw here in the darkness with a spotlight pointed at her, she was covering her ears and her head was tilted down just like a kid afraid of the dark. Held her arm while running, we runned as fast as we can. Do you know how we manage to get out? I just started shouting prayers and calling His name! I was even surprised when I woke up I felt safe because we manage to escape because of Him, surprised because I did not curse on those monster but just called His name.

The last thing I remember in my dream, was a kid. We were trying to escape and suddenly help came, humans, there was some guys and few people who came to tell us that there's a ride waiting for us. And suddenly, the real reason why we are running was because of a lady who I feel like I know but haven't seen clearly...the kid was her child. The child was a boy but he was beautiful and his eyes are as if speaking to me, my friend called me and shouted "Let's go! We can escape now!" But before I did run, I kneeled in front of the kid and continuously hug him after every message I say. I remember the kid crying and kept silent, but his eyes are telling me not to go. I felt like we are related and that I love her mom and she felt like a sister or friend to me. I can feel her watching us from afar but she's not chasing me anymore.

This is what I told the kid.
"Tell your mom we love her, but we have to go now!",
"Please grow up as a good man!" and while sobbing I said,
"You have a good heart, you're a good man, because you have a good God! stay that way!".

I don't know but it might be confusing to other people, but I think I was saying the a good person or a man is good because He has God in his/her life.

I ended up nothing getting into the ride, I woke up. But I felt comfort because I know I can be better and be a good person if I allow myself to be used by Him. And then I did my devotion, the title was "enjoying beauty", the content was "God's perfect time".

I wanted to share more!
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The dream was real, it was around 11pm-12am of April 27, 2021.

I'm sorry if someone might get offended of my story, I don't wanna offend no one. Not a poetry, just a story. But I will try my best to create good poetries and nice stories. I am now delighted by the idea of testify a lot of things, I just want to share what I am enjoying right now.

To everyone, fear not for you are not alone! I know that now for sure :>
SEASONAL COMPLIMENTARY

'''From all of me @CLOUDNINE''' Wishing...

The future is born engrave the past in  coffin
Dark old year just pasted away here, the light of a new
year day
As 2020 added one, (2021) all our lives endeavor did increases in every arena of our
lives
Whatever too difficult to touched, reached, achieved or earned in the previous old year . All shall be effortlessly Proffered and bestowed thy by the grace of the new year.
No
longer sorrow, lack, destitution, all the ways to evil ceased. But Road to promotional glory, achievement, upliftment, divine promotions, break-free, abounding blessings, grace  divine favor and an all thy desirous desires shall be added.
May
we recovered the golden lose of past years. Everythang we laying hands upon shall excel, no plague shall locate thy home . For the new year is our testimony

Compliment of the season

Happy New Year.

#c9_fm
M Solav Jan 1
You deserve no pity for it was done in earnest;
Declaring innocence’s a consolation at best;
Like us all through mortality you were put to the test;
Carelessness’ a testimony upon which you now may rest.

Against famine you took the lead by unsheathing the sword,
Spilling blood amidst the pleads without believing the word.
Our tribunal for this affair will have your future sealed;
The trial may not seem fair, but so never were your deeds.
Written in July 2019.


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This work may not be used in entirety or in part without the prior approval of its author. Please contact marsolav@outlook.com for usage requests. Thank you.
Mystic Ink Plus Sep 2020
No one question
Love
It just is

Still unsure?
It's not
Genre: Abstract
Theme: Intuition
Sheela Aug 2020
Sand and oh it’s fall,  your formation and mine relate after all!

As the time drifts down
It’s echo swifts round shedding old for the new, yet envisioned my days blue
Scintillating hours, despising what was yours
To making it all mine for β€œdissolved ME ” could again shine
All those mystical minutes made out of fallen sand hath landed uncharily out of my close clenched hand

I collect all of you here in the bulb of one section,  its all together yet seems like it has lost its direction
Witnessed sand falls united at the apex, if this is the sweetest testimony
You and I never blend together is the bitterest baloney

Sand and oh it’s fall,  your formation and mine relate after all!
forestfaith Mar 2020
in the town of Jerusalem,
my home,
my warzone,
my heart's stone.

i set off from home,
with weathered sandals
and broken eyes

i sought for treasure,
not gold nor wine,
oil and water
a feast for two

and i
walked past a building.
a wind past trees,
light through holes,

and i felt a
strange sensation
in my heart.

it stood like a castle
stripped of it's
false gold.

i stopped to see,
among your disciple, was
a man with a robe
tied

around his waist
and he had
eyes with

a million oceans in them,
and had a fire within
so bright.

washing their feet.
and i wondered,

was it true, Jesus,
that you only acted humble.
or have you

hoaxed entire kingdoms into
believing your God.

divine encounters
wine skins and
calling the dead out of slumber,

and here,
you've ordered a counterfeit vine for
your branches.

the hope of you being real
was seeping into the earth,
like

depleted souls
desperately looking for its
own grave.

but i took a second,
a third look.
5 blinks and a breath,

isn't that you.

i looked again,
and i saw your arms like trees
reaching towards

empty mouths,
i saw a wine stained
robe, and

whiplashed skin,
i didn't know what it meant.

you invited yourself
stripped yourself of heaven
and lowered yourself to

wash the feet of those
who follow you.

oh, the awe.

oh, the sheer weight of

love that swept into, above and through me.

my ears starts to tear up
despite the drought inside me,
and i was filled up,
even though broken cisterns laid
bare
within me
and the world looked

just a bit brighter.
and life finally
felt like life.
and not

empty pots and
eyes that bled pain
nor is it a heart stabbed by its own
mother.

at that moment.
within this...
second.
glimpse.

bleep in eternity.
i knew you were God

and you are real.
heyy heres a try at ekphrastic poetry haha...hopr you guys like it!!
Cynthia Jean Feb 2020
When you walk with God

Everyday

is a testimony

to His love  and  grace.

Cynthia Jean
Copyright
February , 2020
Mystic Ink Plus Nov 2019
And
That smile
Is alternate medicine

Still wonder!
Why every textbook
Missed to mention
Genre: Almost Romantic
Theme: Healing
Author's Note: And sometimes, without being a medical professional, without any degree, without any registration, someone has a healing divinity. You will be healed in a right way, and that is beautiful. Have you ever vibe that?
R A Pilch Sep 2019
When I thought I was a monster
I was so enraged
I was treated as less than human
I was thrown into a cage
I didn’t know you loved me
I didn’t know what gladness meant
I figured I was just defective
I hated that I was different
When I thought I was a monster

So I acted like a monster
I hated everyone I met
They would never understand me
With that I was content
I didn’t want to be around them
I didn’t want their fairytale
Each time I had tried to grasp it
I continued then to fail
When I thought I was a monster

People saw me as a monster
And the hate turned back on me
Everyone was sick and tired
Of my pride and villainy
They began to band together
Being united by hate
They schemed and worked together
In an attempt to seal my fate
When I thought I was a monster

Someone had to slay the monster
But it wasn’t who you’d think
And it all happened so quickly
You would miss it it if you blinked
Not the mob that band together
It was one who came by stealth
Because when I learned you loved me
I murdered my old self
I was no longer a monster
The story of my depression and self-hate and the way God changed my life and empowered me to slay the beast that haunted me.
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