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"halleluiah" poems
Graduation day is only months away And i'm somewhere between: "Oh I'm gonna miss all my classmates" And "I'll never gonna see your stupid faces ever again, halleluiah!"
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Oct 17, 2015
Oct 17, 2015 at 11:43 AM UTC
Graduation Day
Blazing sphere There you were Firmaments beneath the earth Kisses changing into seasons Melodic Rhythms of light Folding all around Her body Holding her tight Contracts of life Singing Halleluiah Great souls fill Her vision Simply with love Beneath these clouds Of happiness With loving so adorned Tears of loneliness Since he went away Longing for love with him Beneath these clouds so grey Her beauty Doesn’t shine Like it once had done Her wings sown the sky Of blue On this day of days Flying to find Him in the heavens adorned Beneath the clouds so new! Debbie Brooks 2014
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Dec 20, 2014
Dec 20, 2014 at 2:06 AM UTC
Beneath The Clouds
it is mid summer I stumble like a woman in which people have never seen the woman ecce mulier the summer sky opened up there will be no more earthquakes or wars it is nice lukewarm and easy going things don’t tumble altogether towards the center of the earth neither the lovers’ eyes nor the jealousy that haunts them because they are happy nor the love for your neighbor because it is envied * sing a song you fiddler man for the girl from the white little house here where I am allowed to be myself the others are not sincere when a lonely woman lives as if in a train compartment rises and falls together with the moon (I could have caught it in my bread basket to cut a slice of it but I am not craving) I am too simple without secrets my whole life I got older in a stays ball dress singing to myself from the window praying to my angel to make me stronger * how many wishes can I pretend to possess when I have never wished something for real it was always something more important more painful closer to me the one without beginning or end something that could have been you are my brother you are my sister I am the one who draws the gate’s bolt even if the garden is deserted things must stay in their place laws must be respected fences have to stand up * I shall buy lottery tickets to win at least a hope if my astrological sign is lucky if there were enough comets going around trying not to die like a soldier I am neither man nor gardener to plough for the seed of my dreams nor monk to sing halleluiah ecce mulier my lord the pain is stronger on my waist on the upper and lower halves I already froze enough for you to pass over on foot without breaking me * I went astray in another world I will never be at home I will never part completely I’m a shadow’s bride but whose I don’t know
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Aug 18, 2014
Aug 18, 2014 at 12:10 PM UTC
elegy 01
it is mid summer I stumble like a woman in which people have never seen the woman ecce mulier the summer sky opened up there will be no more earthquakes or wars it is nice lukewarm and easy going things don’t tumble altogether towards the center of the earth neither the lovers’ eyes nor the jealousy that haunts them because they are happy nor the love for your neighbor because it is envied * sing a song you fiddler man for the girl from the white little house here where I am allowed to be myself the others are not sincere when a lonely woman lives as if in a train compartment rises and falls together with the moon (I could have caught it in my bread basket to cut a slice of it but I am not craving) I am too simple without secrets my whole life I got older in a stays ball dress singing to myself from the window praying to my angel to make me stronger * how many wishes can I pretend to possess when I have never wished something for real it was always something more important more painful closer to me the one without beginning or end something that could have been you are my brother you are my sister I am the one who draws the gate’s bolt even if the garden is deserted things must stay in their place laws must be respected fences have to stand up * I shall buy lottery tickets to win at least a hope if my astrological sign is lucky if there were enough comets going around trying not to die like a soldier I am neither man nor gardener to plough for the seed of my dreams nor monk to sing halleluiah ecce mulier my lord the pain is stronger on my waist on the upper and lower halves I already froze enough for you to pass over on foot without breaking me * I went astray in another world I will never be at home I will never part completely I’m a shadow’s bride but whose I don’t know
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Upon ***** and Gomorrah, God Almighty did rain Fire He burned up all the Faggots...do you heed His warning dire? - If you're a ******* ****** or a ******* Queer Eternal Fire awaits, DAMANATION so sever - Is my poem "Hate Speech"? Don't you want to burn in Hell? That's just too **** bad, at prevision you excel - Not only will you burn, you'll fricassee and fry You'll be roasted on a spit...Halleluiah when you die!! - One less ****** in the world, one more ****** burns in Hell Hail Westboro Baptist! Clap and shout and yell!
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Feb 13, 2015
Feb 13, 2015 at 4:47 AM UTC
Q - U - E - E - R
It is a mind trip away Demonstrate what I say Through words common ear Listen to my thoughts come real Interfere Just try must you go Intertwine With the divine Feeling sublime In this time Only lit Cannot equip My steadfast soul To salute this globe Thy Majestic Swiftly taking into perspective Common thought higher learning How can we grow Without hurting Leap of faith My Golden Fate Like a lion, I roar awake Lurking to the truth foretold I shall find My God, because worship is where I keep my hope I cope with the serenity No need for serendipity I am too far ahead of thee To just fall In a quick draw Sight foretold Can you hear me kick all there ***** Smoking many kinds of grasses Are the masses Because its the trend Won't pretend Evolved overages Easy to be tainted Hope the future sees the light It is almost too bleak of a sight Overcast, smoking past got me to stop thinking, where is my intellect? To neglectful, so inspirational Soul searching with God Yes its worth it, If I can get YhWh to applaud Halleluiah
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Nov 16, 2015
Nov 16, 2015 at 5:16 PM UTC
Delusion?
Christmas at Forest Heights Baptist Church is something to behold, We are busy elves, making our church beautiful, colorful, and bold! We are a small church with a big heart for giving. We give to Lottie Moon, the Angel Tree, Halleluiah Night, Thanksgiving baskets and more. Our love for Jesus and His grace make us give generously with our time and love, We--without need for recognition, serve because we serve a loving Creator above! Forest Heights’ members do not wait for Christmas to help our fellow man, Daily we serve those who need a helping hand. Remember, Jesus’ tears were not for the pain He endured. No! It was for our sins and disobedience to His Word. So, let us be grateful and kind to others this Christmas and beyond, God has blessed us with His One and only Son, and another year filled with blessings, mercy, and grace. Let’s leave footprints of love until we meet His embrace and loving Face! Merry Christmas to All!
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Dec 6, 2019
Dec 6, 2019 at 5:57 PM UTC
Christmas at Forest Heights Baptist Church
Our hungry world eats humanity like roasted delicacies… ooo how it loves the chase of its wild dreams especially when it smokes it’s passions in the furnace of a wild mouth… O dear Father my lips have spoken....spoken in shame…in haste…. in pride….in fear….in lies….all from the throat of my demise. i didn’t love You as i claimed… have mercy for i could not bite my tongue with my own tooth… Or tame life and death on the edge of it’s blade… at what age can i raise its sword from the stone of pride? OOO great magician of my jaw make my lies disappear and may I be deaf to worldly cheers, only drinking the tears of humility so to truly cry a pure Halleluiah.
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Dec 25, 2014
Dec 25, 2014 at 5:53 PM UTC
Mysterious Liar