"entrusts" poems
#*Jesus entrusts
the most luscious of
blessings and the rarest of
secrets to the most desperate and
thirsty of souls, for He delights to place
the loveliest of wings on the lowliest of worms*#
Jul 25, 2016
Jul 25, 2016 at 5:16 PM UTC
Hello, Poetry Incorporated,
how are you now, coming after
the world's 3rd breakdown?
Where do we go from here?
Here beside us now, another gift
after the deathly blows.After children entrusts
us yet again pieces of their lives and deaths to us.
A Japanese animation in the 1970s was banned
somewhere offshore. Not just because
the landowners who banned it was just evil,
Nor because one was "better than the other".
It was forbidden maybe because of many questions
still haunting us to and fro, beckoning us into
living our lives fully, not because of the light and dark,
but rather despite of it.
Like the dark and beautifully frightening
ocean tides that have capsized whaling ships
and yet have given birth to all our species.
Unlike many other animations,
the banned show did not have crudely offensive content.
It was a story of different people coming together
inside a big machine and operating it as one
as they manifest themselves as the Voltes Five.
Sep 6, 2018
Sep 6, 2018 at 10:02 PM UTC
I see a girl standing all alone
Wishing and hoping to find her place
This place she desires is almost
Untouchable
Barely close but yet so near
She reaches out but only gets torn away
Pushed broken beaten to the ground
Unspeakable
This girl desires a touch
She desires the one thing
That she is afraid to have and loose
Unforgivable
The things that are promised
Are always stolen from her
Or just never appeal correctly
Unconditional
Her soul longs for a gentle embrace
The way our lips touch is the only
Escape from all of the terror
Untamed
His animal like instinct is a burden
One that cannot be mistaken
But one that is cherished
Undoubtedly
He entrusts his soul with mine
Uniquely he is very much a solider
His presence is the very reason for passion
Unreadable
It is hard to tell when he is hurting
His cheerful pride makes it impossible
To understand him but in away feel for him
Unthinkable
He will attack if need be
He will guard me with his heart in hand
his soul in his chest and loyal
Undoing
The thought of loneliness is impossible
For when 2 souls meet
They are entwined within the hearts
Unbreakable
Simply
Unbreakable
Oct 1, 2013
Oct 1, 2013 at 12:54 AM UTC
Volume I – Awakening
In sleep, her thoughts crossed all dimensions steep.
Rested souls collect aged feelings through faith.
Her breaths slowly brought forth life from the deep.
Dreams and nightmares ceased here like a dark wraith.
Uneasiness stirring in her soul's debts.
Darkness clawing, her spirit now unfurled.
Reawakened through plagued, darkened onsets,
She found herself alone in this false world.
Lucidity sparking with thoughts of "Why?"
Contemplation flaring, questioning "What?"
"The first step is the hardest," they did lie,
For trekking this wasteland opened a cut.
Years of confined thought now gone from this zone—
He suddenly grasped her hand with his own.
Volume II – Potential
Burning brightly, lavender eyes scanned her
As her own sight of faded gold quivers.
A solitary voice, ruffled as fur.
"What is your name, child of deathly shivers?"
Her lips trembled with worries of unknown,
"Your presence makes me feel ever unsafe."
Violet irises with doubt renown,
"'Tis you—not I—who should worry right now."
His hand smoothed her hair slowly like a dove.
His tone spears the void sharp—his words dictate,
"Do you know what you are capable of?
The powers you hold will eradicate."
Incessant speeches fearfully incur
The future which he now entrusts to her.
Volume III – Transformation
He raised his hands which sheathed a lustrous light.
Within his palm—a fragmented stone jewel.
"This amethyst awakens overnight
And will be the catalyst of your rule."
He spoke in calm despite her confusion
As he gave her the shining bright birthstone.
Oh, how it resonated, infusion
With her soul and aura becoming known.
As his stature faded to white, his voice
Flew through the sky, her now lilac eyes bright.
"Intervened, your destiny has no choice—
With my eyes now, spill her blood by dawn's light."
Through the mirror, they meet; pure aria
Of fate now shifts her name—Samathia.
May 28, 2014
May 28, 2014 at 3:12 AM UTC
*
*Thus a LOVERz martyred
Its mind, body, heart & soul
In the name of BELOVEDz
Now LOVERz entrusts the
Illuminating light of LOVE
In one's BELOVEDz hands
The breathing runs slow
The heart-beats are low
Let the LOVE streams flow
Let eyes sparkle and glow
Yet, one does not respite or rest
LOVERz everlasting LOVE march
In BELOVEDz LOVE journey
Even if LOVERz is humiliated
Let them cut LOVERz head off
Let them lynch & crucify a LOVERz
LOVERz will never let BELOVEDz
Head to bow in shame
A LOVERz slowly dies in LOVE
Singing songs in praise of BELOVEDz
In zeal and youthfulness
There are plenty of summers for
Life, living, work & gain
Yet the cold winter of BELOVEDz LOVE
Is blessed only once in a life time
It would be a shame
If a LOVERZ lives life normally
when LOVE bestows at heart's door
It would be a dishonor
If a LOVERz does not bathe in
Pain, sorrow and despair
In LOVE longing
The whole cosmos
celebrates LOVE
being LOVERz companion
Let not a LOVERz
Sacrifices go in vain
Let each tear of LOVERz create
Thousand new LOVERz in the world
To advance the caravan of LOVE
The real celebration in LOVE
Will come after fears of
life and death will disappear
In the spirits of LOVE
Belovedz, now it is your turn
To tie the turban of LOVERz call
And march ahead to embrace LOVE
This is what is going to set
The world FREE
From being scared of LOVING
Oh BELOVEDz
Let no one build a WALL
Of fear and hate around LOVE
Let not a monster of evil
Dare trespass the Heart-in-LOVE again
My BELOVEDz
Now you are the protector of LOVE
Let there be liberal progressiveness
To restore FREEDOM to LOVE again
Show LOVE for hate
Let kindness, care compassion prevail
Let no LOVERz become martyr again*
*
Feb 16, 2019
Feb 16, 2019 at 12:22 AM UTC
Build a castle and tear it down.
Announce the king but break the crown.
Tame the horse, but set it free.
Save a butterfly but take it's wings.
Cure the disease but pull the plug.
Promise not to leave then stick the key under the rug.
Sweep the girl off her feet but leave her heart on the ground.
You can't stop the contradictions now.
It's crippling habit, you cant quite quit.
It all started when you took your first hit.
Your heart was broken to create a fool.
Who truly believes his tongue is a tool.
To twist and demean words, to trick them into lust.
To tear apart the hope that every one entrusts.
Into a hole you've fallen now, you can't escape, you can't get out.
No one is there to lend a hand, they don't care now but you'd understand.
This is a letter to the ones like me, like how I used to be.
You must stop running, let love take control and if you think you'll regret it, remember no one wants to die alone.
Jun 12, 2013
Jun 12, 2013 at 9:22 PM UTC
locked away in a cell
dark and lonely
my heart yearns for escape
but i remember why i locked it away
to keep myself safe
i locked my heart
away from my head
i saved myself from falling too far
lonely hearts are talkative
-well mine is-
i discovered that a new guard had
been posted at the door
peeking through
tentative and careful
my weary heart aches to be held
making friends with the guard
my heart entrusts it with everything
secrets spill out
with my heart, locked away from my head
there's nothing to stop it from spilling over
so over it goes, learning the guards secrets too
becoming closer friends, the guard
late one night
as the heart cries from lost love
reaches into the cell
gently picking up the hand
and rubs the back of it with his thumb
the heart looks up
eyes teary, broken to despair
the guard is torn apart from the hearts obvious pain
glancing around he reaches out to the lock
unlocking it his eyes meet the hearts
opening the cell
he walks inside it then
turns around and locks it behind him
Jul 7, 2013
Jul 7, 2013 at 7:59 PM UTC
Build a castle and tear it down.
Announce the king but break the crown.
Tame the horse, but set it free.
Save a butterfly but take it's wings.
Cure the disease but pull the plug.
Promise not to leave then stick the key under the rug.
Sweep the girl off her feet but leave her heart on the ground.
You can't stop the contradictions now.
It's crippling habit, you cant quite quit.
It all started when you took your first hit.
Your heart was broken to create a fool.
Who truly believes his tongue is a tool.
To twist and demean words, to trick them into lust.
To tear apart the hope that every one entrusts.
Into a hole you've fallen now, you can't escape, you can't get out.
No one is there to lend a hand, they don't care now but you'd understand.
This is a letter to the ones like me, like how I used to be.
You must stop running, let love take control and if you think you'll regret it, remember no one wants to die alone.
Jun 12, 2013
Jun 12, 2013 at 9:22 PM UTC
*Observe the ways of LOVE
Some say:
Love is borne by eyes
Another soars by fragrance
Another dives by the feet
Another by touch
And you can list thousands ways here
These LOVE-ways are not forced on humans
But LOVE grows out of humans
Till a point when
LOVE governs humans
When this happens
That's the true form of LOVE
Do you think LOVE is not aware of it?
Of who is LOVED by whom?
And When? And How?
Where are LOVERS going to meet?
LOVE has a billion years of
Balance sheet of LOVE & LOVERS
Meeting at cross-roads of LIFE
Trust LOVE
Because LOVE entrust Humans
To trust LOVE!*
Jul 21, 2015
Jul 21, 2015 at 12:29 AM UTC
Standing alone in the land of frozen dreams
She awaits him in all extremes
Unknown enough yet she entrusts her life with him
Unconditional is her love and strange as it seems
He gleams through the darkness as she devours
Her soul rejoices with beauty so rife
She rests herself on the bed of flowers
And feels the soft touch of colours in her life
Their eyes talk building dreams monumental
Expressing thoughts deeper than love
In every glance..He paints her eyes
with varied shades of hidden emotion
Glorifying her beauty to a new dimension
There is something that keeps them separate
There is something that ties them together
It will always remain an unsolved mystery
In the lines and verses of her silent poetry
Jan 26, 2017
Jan 26, 2017 at 1:24 PM UTC
The biggest compliment he could get was,
“I like that.”
“That’s creative,” coming in a close second.
Alienated
Spaceship flying ************
That last word’s disingenuous.
I’ve only ****** a ******
She’s only ****** me.
I guess we got that going for us.
He stares at a pad and paper,
Or maybe the computer equivalent.
Who trusts their own hand to be honest?
Who entrusts tomes to their own handwriting?
I mean, can you read that ****
I guess if you were slow and methodical,
But stream-of-consciousness doesn’t allow that,
Even if the tag is a little off.
I’ve got money to keep living,
Even if most of it is credit.
What’s my side hustle?
Using my debit.
Let it alone, is what I called the last ****
God, if I could turn these to hits.
Some bangers, some ear-worms.
I just want someone to read this,
And be like, **** I feel heard.”
Jul 8, 2019
Jul 8, 2019 at 5:22 PM UTC
She is the beacon that entrusts warmth onto me,
and I stand the pillar of whatever holds balance to her life.
I call my heavens and she responds with a simple smile,
but an eternal mile gives lesser comfort than her words.
I've heard the loose lies slip through those lips of hers one
too many times and I have won more than I have loss in this
fair trade of tragedy. She is a volcano waiting for the ash
and the lava to erupt and bury me.
I am just the wind that carries along the embers
of whatever we used to remember and everything else
we wished to forget.
She is, just one ...
that I can't forget,
that I really wish I didn't,
and really wish I did.
Jan 20, 2018
Jan 20, 2018 at 9:40 PM UTC
a summer scent seeps into spring,
the bitter hint of our endings
the years, begun in swelling tides,
now ebbing toward the shores of time.
this summer heat is scathing now;
the sky found wanting of her clouds
and sun the sole tenant therein,
burns with echoes of what has been.
so long ago, she deigned to rise
from darkness to uncharted highs
and now, our greenest life is graced
by torrid waves shone from her face
once lush and verdant, now descend
the lifeless leaves to life's grand end
our feet will find, in passing by
remains of those who knew the sky
so autumn falls, apprising death
and beauty takes a ragged breath,
exhales a gust of frigid truth,
reminds us of expired youth,
then lies down in her crystal bed
as isolation takes her stead
our memories and warmth are lost
'neath blankets of life's lonely frost
we seldom see the craven sun
we crave that fire that kept us young
and full of life's bright, loving rage
but fateful wind has turned the page
it leaves a blank chapter for us,
to our ink-stained fingers entrusts
invention and a flash of time,
future ahead and past behind
where life began, we pick up now
and to the blessed spring endow
an offset to the bitterness
that once beset our eagerness
we suffered, learned, and now we fight
not nature; not the flow of time
but to preserve humanity
to safeguard that insanity
we named love, for we have found
it is all but by time bound.
Feb 12, 2020
Feb 12, 2020 at 10:03 PM UTC
A girl played with her little pony.
The adventures were amazing and stony.
She dreams of someday a turning it into a real pony.
Before the adventure she takes care
of the little ponies melting hair.
The snowy pony climbs the mountainous chair.
Now its cat versus the pony but no one plays fair.
Snowy has become real and enchanting.
Snowflakes are a swirl of energy beyond implanting.
A little pony had a chance to be real
But the sun holds the power to its evaporating heart.
No one save it or freeze it apart.
She tries to race ponies with her best friend.
Yet the snowy pony is starting to melt before summers end.
Her friends pony starry has a better motor.
Hear the technical difficulties of a girl creator.
She entrusts the pony with an emerald necklace.
So it’s the pony’s fault it got lost in the seaside’s mad race.
Her tears spiral down chastising the little pony
into its melting disgrace.
Her love was mechanically infused with only power.
It tore out the reason to live for the little pony.
This sent melting snowy drowning through an endless sea.
Apr 2, 2025
Apr 2, 2025 at 4:37 PM UTC