#benevolence
human frailty
mirrors a machinated reality
that reduces people
to mere flesh.
to be naked is *****
****** holy.
you can only find God
within the skin,
because God exists
only in the spaces
where feeling
precedes thought.
Feb 21
Feb 21, 2026 at 6:58 AM UTC
your presence feels like a dream
that I wake from whenever you leave
but It's completely serene
when you're here with me
you brought back my sanity
showed my soul serenity
you're benevolent
in dealing with humanity
I'm heaven scent
but hell bound
it's quite a calamity
how my thoughts can be
so self damaging
and it can get tough sometimes to keep on managing
but when you're next to me
it's easy battling
and when I hear you sing
the peace it brings
is baffling
like geez
can this really be happening?
so relieved
to no longer have thoughts
harassing me
at last I'm free
at least while you're here
but best believe
that just because the storm has cleared
it doesn't mean
another won't appear
worse than you've seen
so soak up all the cheer
you possibly can
and remember what it's like
so you understand
why it is you fight
**** is it nice
when you make me forget
that I'm not alright
the perfect vice
escaping stress
by distracting my mind
to suffice
and survive
and live life
you're my little piece
of serenity
giving me relief
when in your vicinity
whenever you're near
I feel so content
but just as I feared
with you my smile went
Nov 17, 2025
Nov 17, 2025 at 3:21 PM UTC
Nothing to fear but fears own stab.
The dread of despair to make its grab.
The heart fills and there is no respite
but the healing of time and to cry a bit.
To stay away and avoid at all cost.
To prevent the discomfort of equilibrium all lost.
All one has to do is plan up a plot.
To schedule and scheme up the ok or not
Kept to behold the dread of all dread
The All too encompassing Should in its stead.
But soon to discover an irony to set its tone to rise.
As the Should takes on a life of its own ends
The Tyranny of The Shoulds really ought to be banned
The 'Benevolent' perhaps to take up its stand.
Mar 19, 2025
Mar 19, 2025 at 2:30 PM UTC
The rebels in me..
Why does the rebels have to dwell in me..
It's just so exhausting being a rebel sometimes, draining and energy burn..
Being alone among millions is tormenting sometimes..
Being broken over and over again is depressing sometimes.
Feeling deluded and abandoned is suicidal sometimes..
Not knowing your fate is mental torture all times..
Crying alone and in the dark is heart-rending..
Betrayals are worst sometimes..
Sep 4, 2024
Sep 4, 2024 at 7:41 AM UTC
Slow Joe
Have a heaven, the order, to sulk?
With the ought, a handsome moment
Considered an angel's heed, will we ever fall?
Why?
Avid as salt is, we are owed...
A pace of might, the times are real, to sigh's
Stirring a house for a flower, sincerity is our force?
Our salvation of promises, still a world
We made, with an overt harmony
Two of unity, one of vanity, and none blessing courage
With the muse we made, simplicity with legend, only?
Tired eyes, that came with life...
Saying if not saving, a chance meeting
With bared integrity, a fire striving
To be, the coming choice, of a worth's meaning?
The world owed, the world loved
Cares of omnipotence, fate to understate purpose
Passion is but a wish away, from a covenant's some
Promises found to be, a climate for what heaven knows...
Mar 28, 2024
Mar 28, 2024 at 7:01 PM UTC
Push and pull forevermore as you bend to the moon's will,
Enter effortlessly into life's oasis as you heed the universe and its call,
You are a reservoir of potential and abundance,
Flow courageously at your own stride,
For this too shall pass.
Apr 26, 2021
Apr 26, 2021 at 10:29 PM UTC
Running low on benevolence
Waiting on a revelation
For life to be more evident
Just wanting an explanation
Oct 27, 2020
Oct 27, 2020 at 6:08 PM UTC
Love is not attachment.
It is not affection or passionate desire.
Love is not a longing or a warm feeling of fondness.
Nor is it an intense, wholehearted attraction.
Love cannot be these things.
Love is benevolence.
Love is giving, selfless and complete.
Devotion.
Love cannot be said.
Love may only be done.
Jun 12, 2020
Jun 12, 2020 at 6:07 PM UTC
How do you spell benevolent master, it's spelled G-O-D.
I hope that The Lord means as much to you as he does to me.
While Jehovah God is mostly benevolent, he's also vengeful.
In the end, he will do away with the people who are cruel.
Evil people will pay on Judgment Day, it will be arranged.
But these evil people can have eternal life if they change.
Feb 17, 2016
Feb 17, 2016 at 3:52 PM UTC
I joined this site last year in March
and have found many voices since
that kindly welcomed what I wrote
with ‘likes’ and comments
even messages
thank you, my friends
I was a short-time member of some other sites
and from my past experience I have to say
that hp is the liveliest of all I’ve visited
even if there at times are posts that sound mean-spirited
and the occasional invasions of silly trolls
make you aware that on the internet nothing is safe
from the shenanigans of some frustrated idiots
in sum
and in comparison with other sites
given its size and its diversity
hp is doing fairly well
to keep exchange of voices and ideas
benevolent advice constructive criticism
helpful encouragement of younger members
and sometimes simply kind remarks
alive and spread the urge of writing poetry
that helps us to articulate our loves and fears
to keep alive this spirit of creative art
is our formidable work in progress
in which we all should lovingly play our part
Feb 2, 2016
Feb 2, 2016 at 8:06 PM UTC
He coughed in the corner,
With a mangled leg.
He smirked under stars,
With a bowl pocked rice.
They’d spit, they’d scoff,
With their children in tow.
I’d drop change,
With lint left a pocket.
But he’d buy beer knowing –
All’d be well tonight.
Nov 7, 2015
Nov 7, 2015 at 9:40 PM UTC
I conjured with my very hands.
Rays to tear the Sun from this land.
I conjured with my train of thought.
Witnesses to scorn the blocks.
I conjured with my weary soul.
Ravens to gore upon their demonic bones.
I conjured with my mute like voice.
Solders, halos shining radiantly with a crimson gold hue.
Whom of you knew that life is more than just what we see
Through lost time in the lost minds of the lost trines meaning
I am believing there are more in the minds of the man
I am believing in Divine corner slabs.
I am believing that the heathen has control of the world so torn
Until Holiness kicks in their doors.
Lost in a Mind
In a Land
In a man
Where time spans don't exist
Think about a hat that can't fit
But you still squeeze it on
Depicted as a hazard
Flabergasted
Drug Addict
Surprised he ain't in an attic
Dam nab it
Flow is drastic
Like a flood
Taking out the lives of the lost
Are we lost?
Flowing thru subconscious
thoughts
Rawr from the tundras Michael is a monsta'
Spittin heat
Eating pasta
Words are like that, coming from a mobsta'
Bats breaking necks
No naggin
Know that I ain't dense
It is hard to get out my adolescence
Mind still on herb and finding Truth in existence
Pitiful poem
Sipping on chrome
E.T. is still in need of phoning home
All dogs need a bone
Need to bone
All dogs need a bone
Need to bone
I've...
Lost my brain...
Lost my game...
Lost in strange sights...
Dismantled...
I just might...
Stuck in torment...
Cannot move...
Thoughts seem eternally gloomed...
Doomed to a recession.
Lost in the inception.
Is there a redemption?
Repentance.
Thirst from women 'cause its pleasurable
Need my play- that audible
Hear me scream; need audible sound waves to come out my brainwaves.
What is lower than dirt?
It's I alone
rock bottom and I think that I might just go off the poem
and find my way home
please I need to be the be
and the be has I so let us go holmes.
I've lost my mental
black teeth who cares about my dental
** treat a ***** like a rental**
if she a Bentley I keep her for a week, then move from my GT continental
I set my soul on finding truth
where is, who needs proof?
I tried to break the bars raise the roof
a left the scene, gone, aloof
moved with the wind but still sat still
killed myself
brought me to the deep darkened will
of the uncovered man that I have found
in this land
hi son of sam
I am high
son of am
**Use your mental
It is essential
Get on the mic
**** em good
They call you daddy don't mean to be disrespectful
Not being neglectful just choosing words
If bird was the word and the word was on shurm
Learn prophecy confirmed to the date times unturned**
Nov 3, 2015
Nov 3, 2015 at 8:21 PM UTC
Man developed pens
for the pensive
when they write
they relieve themselves
from everything wrong
- JG
Oct 14, 2015
Oct 14, 2015 at 10:56 PM UTC
don’t mistake
my benevolence
for admiration,
I’m addicted to feeding your ego {I think I love you}.
~rachael hays 19J15
Aug 15, 2015
Aug 15, 2015 at 2:34 PM UTC
God can be vengeful but he's mostly benevolent.
He helps us when we're down, he is magnificent.
God kept one of my relatives safe in Vietnam because of people's prayers.
God will never forsake us and he loves all of us, he truly cares.
It's like the money says, 'In God We Trust'.
God is wonderful and he's always there for us.
May 24, 2015
May 24, 2015 at 4:41 PM UTC