The wall that I built to keep you in crumbled to dust
And now just like my kingdom there's no more of us
I let you take my breath, just another mistake
Because once a **** up, always one now here's another breath to take.
Who knew the rope that tied me to you would turn to a noose?
YOU SAID YOU'LL LOVE ME ALWAYS
YOU SAID YOU'LL NEVER HURT ME
Now you're saying "I love you, but things just aren't the same."
You were my whole world and I thought I was yours.
But I guess I was wrong because all promises bound were eventually cut loose.
I still need you but I don't think I want you back.
I just wish it never ended, I don't want to start again.

I walked through the woods late last night trying to make my way home. A full moon lit up the night sky casting just enough light through the trees so that I may see the path. I had taken the shortcut through the woods many times before, but tonight left me with a eerie feeling that trembled by bones and shook my soul.
It was exceptionally cold for a summer night and I had a feeling that I wasn’t alone. I was about halfway through when I heard rustling in the brush and laughter that appeared to come out of the heart of the forest. Terror now plagued my mind and body. I wanted to run to the end of the trail so that I may reach my destination sooner, but a strong feeling of curiosity overcame me. I began walking towards the laughter when I saw a light beaming through the trees, it appeared to be coming from a fire. As I got closer to the light, the warmer I felt. It was without a doubt a fire, but who this pyro was, was beyond me.
I approached an open area with which the fire was held and I crouched in a bush so that I may get a better look into the open field. Six shadowy figures danced around the bonfire chanting words that held no meaning to me. As terrified as I was, curiosity was still the stronger feeling and with that I continued to watch this bizarre ritual. The shadows turned into bodies, female bodies to be exact. They were as bare as a tree in winter and a sudden rush of excitement coursed through my body.  I leaned in closer and closer until I fell forward out of the bush. The six naked strangers instantly turned in my direction. Laughter erupted from their mouths and they started to walk towards me. I jumped to my feet and attempted to run, but it was no use, they caught me, tied me up, and knocked me out.
When I finally woke up I noticed that I was still *******, unable to move or set myself free. One of the women noticed too that I had come to and approached me with a curved blade. She was speaking a language I didn’t understand but it was either Latin or some other dead language. Instantly I had gone from ******* in the corner of the open brush to ******* to a stake in the center of a pile of wood. All six women bean dancing and chanting yet again, then the same girl who approached me with the curved blade repeated her actions before. A sharp pain ran through my side as the women drove the blade into my flesh, her fingers prying my flesh open as her fingers entered my body and as they left so did my kidneys. Wincing through the pain I saw she and another girl consume them and they began smearing my blood on their arms and bodies. Another girl came near me, holding a blade that took the appearance of a lightning bolt. She too tore through my flesh, only this time she took my liver and she too consumed it, also smearing my blood only this time it was on her face and *******. The last three approached me, but this time only one possessed a blade. This one looked like a snake and it too entered me. She ran it straight into my chest, starting at the collar bone and ripping down below my breast. The other two girls pried my chest open, while the girl in the center, who I believed to be the leader of the group, tore my heart out, also consuming it, only this time she said a prayer in the process and did not smear my blood on herself, but instead had the other two girls smear the blood on themselves. Life was leaving my body, I was shocked that it hadn’t left yet. Finally it left and I was out of my misery.
The strange six lit the pile of wood, setting my body ablaze as they continued to dance and chant. A deep rumbling began, as if it was coming from the deepest depths of the Earth. The ground ripped open and a figure rose from the schism. Its skin black and red, as if it were scorched beyond repair. It released a growl so deep, dark, and loud that it shook the heavens and awoke God itself. Unfortunately the God of light was not here, but the Prince of darkness stood in its place. The dark lord approached the six women. “Take us master” they all said in unison, and so the dark prince did. Collecting them all in one fistful, he began to consume them.  The Prince crawled back into the mighty gaping hole in the Earth, it closing in the process. The unholy night finally passed.
Morning approached and a cool breeze blew my scorched remains, still tied to the post, into the sky. No one was present to witness the horrors that occurred the night before and no one will ever know the tale of darkness walking on Earth. My body may had suffered a grisly punishment, but my soul now resides in paradise. The Dark Prince that plagued the land only hours ago, currently resides in his unholy kingdom, never to return to the land of the living.

Had I used half the wit I get from my mother, I wouldn't have crowned you with every ounce of my mouth or crawled, calling you the Queen in the kingdom under my covers

Aaran: Let sleeping lilies lie, come what may
Each season has its time
In a field of gold blossoming, promises of spring
Of quality delights, yet but one is mine
Selected at their prime
Time is of such essence, render my heart s-t-i-l-l
Enamoured by this quest
O’er craggy hills, set on high
A myriad of mountains, piercing the sky
Through valleys of low, sifting through the land
A humble search within, of untold promises
Of whom is it I seek?
With the choicest picks of many
A fresh vineyard of plenty
Of room for such bold gallantry

Pearl: If nature tells a tale, is it such truth that I will seek
Of incomparable promises, adoration from above
A sacred lavished love, freely unconditional
Let righteousness prevail
A redirected ship sets sail
To steer towards his ways
Lest I avert love’s true course
A freewill field of freedom
With the choicest picks of many
A fresh vineyard of plenty
Yet a tarnished trail, leads to solemn ruin

Aaran: With renewed clarity, I’ll endeavour to please
Yet only one can appease, unwholesome ways
Bless my earnest days
In seeking you
Of desiring truth
Draw me back to you
Present wonders and clues
Yet of whom could fathom
Of my own understanding
Dare I leaneth not
To acknowledge truly the king of kings
Yet will my offering be pleasing to thee?
With a patchwork of progress
Yet to digress!
Misguided in the mix
Would thou now fix
To so fill a void
Of actions mistimed
Such an opportune time
Yet in this vineyard of plenty
I have selected not

Pearl: With vivid retrospection, beyond a quick glance
To recapture redirection
Choices not to my betterment
Such steps lead to a
F
A
L
L
A calling forth to consciousness
A gentle quiet voice
To hasten towards unfolding arms
Re-establish the connection
My Sovereign protection
My keeper, my guide
Of unharnessed energy
Be rechannelled set me free
No longer captive, twas lost – now found
Now replanted on solid ground
Such land is lush, fertile for growth
The gift of grace, bestowed on me
Yet interlaced with love for me
Search my heart
Explore the depths of my soul
Of a contrite spirit, a new heart in me
A catalyst for change, rearrange my compartments
Renovate from within
With purposeful living
Let it be so declared
Replanted in the vineyard
Encircled in care

Aaran: Where is my equal, of mirrored completeness?
Rare unwinding roads, let me venture to find
With cascades of choice
Yet a still small voice
Calls me back to thee
To search so diligently
Of the selection
Beyond our protection
A compromised yield – from a field of choice
Of qualities unqualified
A diminished light
Yet captured in your sight
I could run ahead, but a thousand miles
With aims to hide
Strayed from the path
Yet you would find me!
Like whispering leaves – you follow me!
I am your child
“Draw back to me”
Such energy spent
A tent of retreat

Pearl: If I am yours and you are mine
Here engrafted into the vine
With offers of replenishment
Drawn towards a living well
In essence to thirst, for a fragrant spring
From the wilderness, lest I return
With all that I yearn
I give to you!
There are no secrets hidden from view
You know my thoughts
You know my ways
You have carried me through all of my days
Sunlit rays of hope shines through
A maker of all things new
Apart from you – bereft of truth
Of magnitude
In wondrous awe of all you do
I surrender all to you



Aaran: Let their be none of me, but all of you
Without your workmanship – I build in vain
No substance of change
Effort exhaustion
To bear no truth
Outside of your will, no perfection of peace
Fruitful production will cease
Of majestic wonders, your sovereignty reigns
Your craftsmanship unparalleled
Emboldened tower of excellence
Such is your wisdom, of invested time
Creations of the divine
On the heights of love
Exceedingly above
All created things
Exhibited signs of majesty
Concerning me, you tend to my case
Casting all of my cares
Of honourable justice
Cocooned in compassion
Love unending
Continually the same
You reign on high
There is power in the name

Pearl: Soulfully renewed, with a sound mind
Confine the spirit of fear
Wash me with blessedness assured
Cloth me with sacred strength
Direct thy paths
Of intrinsic value placed in me
Keep me hidden and close to thee
Blossomed fruits of maturity
As a living vessel
Radiate your royalty
Of such a season as this
Rested beneath your wings
Guard my heart
A time of preparation
Be formed and refined
Yielded to the master’s plan
I shall seek your face
Of sovereign splendour
A veil of grace
In the midst of your shadow
For your appointed to find
Of your perfect timing
Of your perfect will
A laid foundation
A covering of silk
A precious pearl
A virtuous call
Of standards to surpass
With favour from high

Aaran: Instil in me, due diligence
To plough the field in solitude
Exuding excellence
In the accomplishment of a purposed will
Restorative rest
From tests and trials
Of requisite skills and character
Create room for special providence
A shadow of insight
Of your wondrous works
Let the vine be preserved
In season, to make the acquaintance of
A significant love
Of help to protect thee
Righteously reserved
To enlighten thee
A time of revealing
At a distance awaits
Preservation of patience
In your image created
Promises belated outside of your will
Of futile attempts to evade your plan
For I am not my own
There is help in you alone
Presented cares at your throne
In your presence may I stay

Pearl: One cannot underestimate motives established
In opposition to
For outsiders of the recognition
Of my true valuation
Let them locate me not
With casted lots they can but ill afford
You know my worth
You have me preserved
In safe keeping
Until an appointed time
True justice is thine
Let your kingdom advance
Counterfeit collectors
Of no business in here
Adorn me with your covering
Glory be to you
With humility and honour
To seek your truth
There is none like you
Blessed be the temple
I have been redeemed
For he is my keeper
Let me return to thee
A prized and treasured purchase
Such gems are rare
As a living sacrifice
Be pleasing to thee
Honour you in worship
With mindfulness take heed

Aaran: There is a ruler in the land
Of covenants and commands
A mighty love
With jealousy, of mercies that endure
He reigns forever more
Of the future and before
Of granted seasons
In spirit to discern
Of faithful steps where I am tested
To stretch established trust
“Will you walk with me, to a place that you know not”
With former ways forgot
A courageous look ahead
In spirit and in truth
Let me follow you
Every facet of my being
Awesome depths of knowledge, wisdom and understanding
Of paths to pursue
On ahead we shall go

Pearl: Do they possess your righteousness?
Were they sent in your name?
They have not your likeness
Conflicting with your plan
They bring no completeness
Disharmony abounds
With such fruitless planting
Upon rocky ground
Yokes of inequality to establish not
Presenting common gifts to exclusivity
Of access unauthorised
Of acts to displease
Claims of validation
Such will be disproved
Of a different team they are
Of their travels from afar
Of which of these can be after your own heart?
To see beyond the shell
Where favour cannot reside
Cast away their pride
Return from whence you came
Patience is a virtue
Let my life exemplify
With your gardening of reason
Of true love amplified

Aaran: To trust in your timing
Let your ways become my ways
Recharge my focus
The potter moulds the clay
A rebirth of integrity
A calling forth to lead
Of due responsibility
Opportunities embraced
So I shall arise
Evolving ever wise
Symbolising service
Blessed to be a blessing
Gracefully equipped
Faithfully serving
With reverence so aligned
Of seasons placed on time
Of suitable design
A man of the divine
A vessel of virtue
A good thing I will find

Pearl: An objective of order
Contemplating eyes
For whatsoever you find, that is unlike you
Be extracted, be removed
Reestablishment be loosed
One appointed master
Of obedience to you
Old ways be overturned
Of varied lessons learnt
Refurbish and restore
Bring your authority
Be the head about the door
Brought beyond brokenness
Restorer of joyfulness
Complement contentedness
Companion incomparable
Character in confidence
That of transformation
Faith in the intangible
Supernaturally sure
Intentional living
All of which I strive
No desire to arrive
Countering complacency
His bold divinity, will enhance my days
Divine provider of wealth
Of spiritual health
He stands in the gap
A bringer of true balance
His care is unabridged

Aaran: At such an appointed time
A climate of change
I will recognise my dearest
With opened eyes
Like the dawn of sunrise
I will be drawn to thee
Of natural beauty
He will spiritually advise
To have found the one
In accordance with your blueprint
Of events orchestrated
Of joyfulness elated
How precious is thee!
Seemingly hidden from view
With devotion to development
That our paths would cross
To begin our journey
In one accord
Of such blessings to afford
To one day so stand before
Our maker
Declarations of love and commitment to thee
Of such a blessed vision
One day realised
For until such a time
Let me wait upon the Lord
To seek first his righteousness
Before our holy covenant
I shall wait on thee

Pearl: As events unfold
Let all that you touch upon turn into gold
With wonders of mystery
Bold miraculous signs
Nature’s seasons ever changing
Truly divine
With no division of time
Of cares undivided
Due attention to you
Reveal to me your truths
As I soulfully meditate upon your daily word
Lest I depart from righteous ways
Lead me all of my days
May I cling to you
Love’s loyal devotion
Blissfully lost in your word
You guide me as light
By day and by night
Enlightened watchtower of constancy
Exalt you in your sanctuary
For you have created a work in me
For your word shall not return to you void
In you I shall prosper
Accomplish I will
Of promises spoken
Shall come to pass
Let your divine order take precedence
Let my cup runneth over
Bring wholesomeness
Your blessed investment concerning me
Left not alone
You called me as your own
Selectively sought and set apart
To kneel before you with humility
Your goodness washing over me
How much greater can this be?

Aaran: A creator above all
You catch me when I fall
Of whom could match the wondrous treasure I have found in you
The sacred gift of your beloved son
For my salvation
With victory already won
In fellowship with you
So to feast upon the bread of heaven
My daily fill
You are my strength and you are my shield
A fortified fortress that stands on high
There is none like you
No tower could be built, that could surpass you
Of whom could reach you with earthly hands
Or overrule your divine plans
To fathom the works of your mighty hands
Truly appointed before my formation
You laid the foundations
Of which to create
Blessedly ordained
For your holy purpose
Qualified
I will embrace
Thou art is divine......

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Man
   I feel u in my side, girl.

Woman
   These days u think u Adam.

Man
   U come from my rib.

Woman
   And U
   from the garden blooming in my abdomen.

Man
   I’d stomp your hydrangeas.

Woman
   I’d refuse your loneliness.

Both
   We live to destroy each other

   The temperature in Paradise never changes.

Woman
   My nails dug into the back of your neck.

Man
   My knuckles scrawling in the hollows of your cheeks.

Both
   Thy kingdom come

Man
   I’d step out of this skin for u

Both
   Thy Will Be Done

Woman
   To see my bones is to know me.

Both
   On Earth as it is in Heaven.

Man
   I love you in a way

Woman
   I need to love myself.

Full of mercy and compassion
Abundant grace and blessing
Justice and peace are never out of fashion
Focus on what we can do and stop stressing
Rest easy and be quiet as we go about living
The Lord rejoices in cheerful giving
Giving some of our time or money or skill
We use what we have been given for good will
The humble and the broken are graced
The lonely and oppressed are lifted
Those who mourn will have a taste
Of hope and joy and all will be gifted
We are to be light for a world that is blind
We are to be love in a world often unkind
We are to be warmth in a world now cold
We are to be courageous when so few are bold
We are to be strength to lift up the weak
We are to be gentle in a world that is not meek
We are to be pure in heart for a world that is broken
We are to be the truth that must be spoken
Be a blessing for others and a blessing for the Most High
Help others, do your best, and always try
Allowing God to bless what little we bring
We find that this can be a wonderful thing
Whatever you did for the least ones
Whatever you did for my daughters or sons
You did for me says the Lord God of Hosts
Help us be humble and honest lest we should boast
You gave us everything we could ever need
You are like good water to our seed
You gave us all we could want and ask
You will aid us in all of our tasks
Be with us Lord when we are burdened and  worn
Keep us safe through the night and wake us in the morn
Let your love go before us strengthen us while we pray
Let us bring your kingdom here this very day
There are so many who suffer in spirit and in physical pain
Give us the grace to bring them back and there, remain
Bring me to your heart and help me love with all I am
Take my hands and use them for your healing
Remind me why I do good with this wonderful feeling
To praise you with all that is in me
Bless and glorify so everyone can see
This is what I hope to do
And serve your people the best that I can
Let me not be prideful in me but rest in you
Continue to refine me in your perfect plan

Another hunters moon descends
into the forest rich they call
fur coats of their own making
with eyes sharper then a fox

This timber land
this desolate kingdom
cold anarchy fit to the fit
and death to the old

This flurry in snow
this muffled wonderland
wooded is the domain of the lost
and howls to the call of the wild

Blue eyes in a moon rich sky
keen and on their mark
padding gently
stalking softly


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

The others look at the ground.
They look at the sky.
They watch for a miracle,
Believing that they believe,
Wondering when they will no longer wonder,
Unthinkingly mouthing the New English Bible.

You ignore their designs.
You wait for the moment
When we will forget
The climate in our clothes
And the slaughter on our plates
And the tongues of our elders
And the mystery of what remains
And that light is our order,
Our kingdom is stone
And that love, envy, joy, despair
Are rituals that we cannot unlearn
As we touch and retreat in predictable ways.

The sun burns its vicious circle.
So you lie down to sleep.
You try to go to sleep.
You hope they remember to wake you.
But not too soon.
No, not too soon.

Some say the Singularity comes in '45
some, not the name of a movie made;
Einsteins can sing till kingdom come, but
why there should be one, some can't fathom!
But for me, this is real,
every when you walk past then,
my heart rate's on Richter scale,
Singular girl, on orthogonal lane!
There must be those spaces
called Calibi-Yau, or I get and gone how?
Hidden dimensions that don't exist
except in those, your dimpled frowns?
I know now, our branes don't meet,
but while you want to differentiate
and love that done partially more,
at the horizon, calculus is mess!
Gravity girl, don't make me loop
this quantum dude, let it emerge,
the whole thing, all am asking
is for a meeting!

If the immense pain in my heart
The blood soaked scars,
and my aches find words
I will find myself from my own ruins
I will, then find the secrets of the world and harmony
With the secrets in my know, I will find words for my poem of love,
for the chronicles of my pains
And when my silence finds the voice,
this world will become my kingdom
…And when my silence finds the voice,
and my pain finds the words,
my poem of love, my chronicles of pains are expressed.
I will own the treasures of heaven and earth...then…

A kingdom of isolation,
and it looks like I’m the queen.
Standing frozen in the life I’ve chosen,
buried in the snow.

Don’t let them in, don’t let them see.
Be the good girl you always have to be.
Conceal, don’t feel, put on a show.
Make one wrong move and everyone will know.

Oh, I’m such a fool, I can’t be free!
No escape from the storm inside of me.
I can’t control the curse!

I can’t,
I - I don’t know how!

Please, you’ll only make it worse!
There’s so much fear!
You’re not safe here!

The wind is howling like this swirling storm inside.
Couldn’t keep it in, Heaven knows I tried.
Can’t hold it back anymore.
Turn my back and slam the door.
I know I left a life behind, but I’m too relieved to grieve.

Don’t let them in, don’t let them see.
Be the good girl you always have to be.
Conceal.
Conceal, don’t feel, don’t let them know.

Just stay away and you’ll be safe from me.

No!
I—I CAN’T!

Ain't dreams are those which fuels us?
Ain't it which drives us to the the limit?
Sometimes, even beyond!
Ain't it the feeling of ambition?

What would it avail a man by succeeding?
What would a man gain by completing dreams?

No, nothing
I'd rather be bold,
than fret and make false news
Rather be fearless,
than make others grip to vain hope, and pride

You do things and you gain nothing
Hold on,
You know why might be?
Wicked ways do not profit
Like, When you work for money,
you become a slave to it
And nothing will ever satisfy your unhealthy desire
When you're intoxicated in getting fame,
You're intoxicated to sin, to death

Self-ful, self-ish..
Your dreams are but a dream
And your treasure does not avail nor gain
But for once you know true love,
Not self-love nor possession-love
But charity, a Love of God,
And naturally, follows a love of humans
Supernatural things happen

Charity is a gift of God!
And unless a dream becomes God-given dream
God-size dream, a dream full of love!
Behold, for God is Love!
Patience, kindness, humbleness, pureness
These forms of love, for true love is perfect!
Only those of righteousness shall profit
You might gain knowledge, possession
Vain! For it is passing!
By your works, express love
And you piles up golden and shimmering treasures
Where no thief can steal, and no moth can destroy!
You got a treasure in Heaven!
And your true heart which abide in the Kingdom,
Is where your treasure will be
So brethren--- keep your hearts pure!

Hallelujah
God is our strength,
From everlasting to everlasting He's been there!
Even sometimes, us, unknowingly,
He comforts,
For if we listen to a woman,
He might come as a mother
When we need uplifting,
A rocking lyrics in a song
You know, when we look clearly,
We'll see Love doesn't discriminate its form
For whenever you seek it, it shall be given
But--- In ways mysterious, and in thy perfect timing

It is also true in dreams,
We have given a chance to pick ours,
He loves us so much He gave much freedom
For us to choose for ourselves,
Even in our wrong choices, He understands us
And let it be to be even our gain
He rebukes errors, and lets us reason for ourselves
But most of all, His love He gives so we might be saved
And our dreams are more than dreams
We seek ten, He gives one hundred
It's His grace infinitude

So for this moment
With me and the angels
Let's praise, give thanks, and worship the Lord Christ Jesus,
Hallelujah~ Glory be to God in the Highest!
You are worthy! The lamb who's been slain!
You are faithful! You're our God!
Saviour of all mankind!

she was never the pastel rose petal
so many wanted her to be,
never compared to a summer’s day,
never flowered with affection from
princes.
she was rough,
slanted, lines kind of
blurred around the edges.
she was lonely,
and not afraid to show it, her
kaleidoscope heart reflecting patterns of her thoughts,
casting iridescent shadows
on anyone near her.
they couldn’t help but to be drawn
to this enigmatic girl,
desperate to worship her kingdom
and
take away all the hurt.
she was never just “beautiful” to anyone.
she was always
so much more.

Trampled on the remains of the past
And these tears on my face run like the blood in my veins.
Only one day my veins will be empty
And I'll be nothing more than passing clouds heavy with rain.

These days, my mind is blank;
Ready to sway to a forgotten song.
Somewhere, my shadow roams,
Remembering when I ruled unbreakable and strong.

Its memory flickers like a lantern in the night,
Hoping to rekindle our flame that once blazed so bright.
Yet, how can I forget what I was
And still, accept who I'm supposed to become?

My lonely life strikes me dead
And there sits my throne:
Pondering the days of wine and bread,
Now an echo where he stands alone.

As we ruled, we crowned the eager faces,
But, now they're broken souls time has faded.
As we ruled, I'd look to you and see the light
And now you're just darkness still battling a lost fight.

We're in ruins! We're in ruins!
Can't you see?
Beyond the horizon,
There's nothing, I guarantee.

This kingdom was once my home,
Where I ruled with pride.
Now, I fight against matters unknown
In this lonely life.

When I close my eyes,
I still see us looking toward the sky.
The sun illuminated our world
As we ruled a land where we loved with hearts unfurled.

When I listen to the stillness of the breeze,
I can hear our distant cries of victory.
And a ghost of a smile dances on my lips
When I remember how the world was at our fingertips.

I just want to go back in time
To those days when our hearts were kind.
But, this power went to our heads
And our days of ruling sadly came to an end.

Father,
Idea of Heaven
So Greatly Loved
I pray your Children's
Heart Remain

Husband
I love you more
Every minute of these Final Moments
It is Your Love I fight For
Grace Feeling Lost to me

And yet I can't Accept

I Love You
That is the only Reality

Your Smiling Eyes
So Beautiful

What is a Castle
Without a King
Or a Temple
Without a God Adoring

Hogh Priestess Dowry Given
For the Bride of Heavens Kingdom
Your Work God's Presence
Your Vision Gods Life

Shiva
Mystery of the Snake
Power of Gods Life
A priests  King
And a Woman's Man

Come To Me
Or May it Be
That I come To You
Praxis

Princess Of Nature
Great beauty is totally within her
It is her natural beauty that really captures
A great attitude she truly has being a teacher
To everyone else who comes before the kingdom
Despite being young, she's wise and true to her tongue
As the bell rung,
Her coronation has now begun
A deserving crown to the only one
The only One who truly cares for the nature's beauty
The only One who changes insanity to its formality
The only One who cares for everything like family
The only One who keeps trees alive despite the reality
Both loving humans and nature, which seems impossible
It was her wisdom that stands out to make it possible
Nothing bad really happened as we thought it was terrible
For her to be crowned princess in the people's battle
She deserves it totally with her hands holding into an apple
Something somewhat wouldn't do for a picture
But your confidence stands out more than your love for the kingdom of nature.

From the dust of the Earth man was created
To the dust of the Earth, man shall return.
I open up my soul so you can confine words of wisdom to me
From the Holy Mountain of Zion
You have bestowed me with a Holy mission
May your power help me Lord for my soul stands
in the Holy Fire.

From the Abyss of Fire and everlasting torment you
Alone landed me your hand and rescued me from the lake
Of everlasting fire, darkness and brimstone.
Your gentle voice warms my heart you alone are the Christ.
I have put my faith in you Lord I try hard every day to commune
With the Holy Spirit. My mouth shall be like a double edged
Sword for my battles are spiritually inclined not from the flesh,
I seek lost souls to come and meet the Lord who saved me,
Who knows who I am. Lord is me your humble servant and him against a dying world
Filled with Hatred, War, Despair and Desolation. Let my words
heal the sick let my words shine a ray of Hope to the Hopeless

Let them give peace to the restless and send the demons
we all fight back to Hell where they belong. For I know for
Certain I am the final messager who will convert the
Non-believers to Christian Followers.

I thank you God for giving me the strength to go thru trials
And tribulations that I have been thru so that in that sense
I know you are in control of everything. Let me be your
vessel your mouth piece let the crowds of all the nations
Hear your word and tremble in fear if they don't repent.
The End of the Age is here let the Gentiles come worship
You Lord let their prayers reach your Kingdom in Heaven.
Let my eyes and my mouth become spiritually sacred
So when I speak of you I will never give into worldly desires.
Let your angels come to represent your Holy power God. Amen!
©Franko the Christian Poet

Constantly changing
Like constellations
Through
Seasons
We see son’s
Of our fathers
In the stellar
Configurations
Scientifically
Debating
The reality
Of make-believe

As humans
We strive
To find purpose
I propose
The deposition
Of myths
Are dispositions
In need of disposing
This poses
The belief
That science is all we need

I suppose
Rather
Postulate
Our posture
has change from
Hunchback
To upright
Because
We’re in the right
Direction
Abstract
Ideas
Such as love
Take a back seat
To concrete evidence
Of necessity

Your conception
Of love
Was simply a misconnection
In the synapses
Of your brain
You truly
See me
As a proper mate
For continuation
Of our primates

******
Isn’t conceived
As such
With our fellow
Beings in life
Our nonsense
Perception
In meeting
After death
Is laughed at
In the kingdom
Of animals

If evil
Is ever
The right decision
I guess
Injustice
Can be found
In justice

If righteous
Is ever
The solution
To abuse then
I guess
In retrospect
I can respect
Retribution

Evolving
Into the final human
Is a slow changing
Progress
Mutating
To survive
In the environment
That becomes
Harsh
With our further
Proofs
In the lack of use
For love

The marsh brings
Reptilian
Tendencies
Spewing venom
With split tongues
Awaiting
Full separation
Usurping serpents
Urging the up-rise
Of our final
Being
In love’s insurgence
Hisses
Drown the
Sounds of kisses
And signals
The sign...
We finally evolved.

Cracked and caked the streets secrete
Fumes that are frothy with a drip
Of stunning poison

A throne now gold cast in the moonlight
Whimpers with its King now dead; He
Was to be overthrown

And a gown sewn from hippo hides
Crocodile tongues and the forgotten memories
Of past elder's of lore

In the kingdom that bards are sheathed
With kisses from the Devil Himself
Note by note by note

Time pushes on without a need for us
We fill it but we are not necessary
Unless you think the later'

Cans of conquest rattle on the swords
Of barnacled men
Their ocean has washed up

The eye in him is heavy
The heart is still light
The soul gone
Long ago

When the books of bold close cold on you
     And the results bend nether way
With a hopeful truth speak Carpe diem
     Don’t wait to seize the day

When the months of old turn back to you
     And the dew of springtime stays
With your shoulders shake the dawn anew
     In the chaos find a way

When you’re home to pass midst summers last
     And the memories fade away
Speak Carpe diem non differas
     Don’t wait to seize the day

When your merit is tested on the field
     And the court of your kingdom sways
When your trialed life becomes the sim
     In the chaos find a way

Because you’ll never have what you have now
     And no time will ever stay
This precious, blessed, life to pass
     Don’t wait to seize the day

His kingdom fell before his sword,
before he was to meet the lord.
All was lost with yesterday
but no one had the strenght to say.
Not one of them could find the words
before his light went from this world.
He left this life, this mortal plain,
leader of the old demain.
Leader of a band of men
never to be seen again.
Gone with the wind
his final breath.
As the Sun sets in the west.....................................

a bird slid into the wind's
bright paths, awoke
the sound of morning, the
only elegant sound. i sprinkled you
you with the roots of the rain and
with a song sweetened by
sunlight and although you were stunted
and your blue-blossom wings were broken,
and the very earth swam in dark
floods of tears, that little piece of
love was a kingdom as reachable
as your hand touching mine.

Traumatized.
The moon glistening through the sky cuts a silver through my whisper of thoughts.
Caught.
Unwavering gaze imprisoned by that crystal kingdom
Of darkness.
Of pits and craters.
Yet so mesmerizingly beautiful.
Mesmerizing enough to blacken out my heart swirling around the shackles of yesterday.
Mesmerizing enough to pull me out of my trance that might've not seen me through the day.
Mesmerizing enough to forget the universe whirling around me in shades of sadness and confusion.

Beauty can go far in healing.
Especially the beautiful strokes bringing us to Him awestruck on our mesmerized knees.

Tis important to remember,
the holy Standard that was set for us!
Its purchase was selflessly made
by our beloved Christ Jesus.

Upon Calvary, this single sacrifice
of Jehovah’s perfect, atoning Lamb
completely demonstrates the truest form of Love
from our God, the Great I Am.

Lord, we may not entirely comprehend,
how Your ways are superior to our own,
but we need to realize that we’re called
to reach towards Your Kingdom throne.

From the cruel spilling of Your Son’s royal blood,
the ransom for Humanity was fully paid;
and the foundation of Heaven’s eternity
has been utterly sealed and forever laid.



Author Notes:

Learn more about me and my poetry at:
http://www.squidoo.com/book-isbn-1419650513/



By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2011, All rights reserved.

Knolls of clothing dot the rug, a
rainbow of empty plastic hangers
sway with every pass.  Hot rollers
get a little hotter, round and rectangle
compacts litter the counter, waiting to
give her a face to face the world. 
 
She picks up things and puts them down,
making decisions and easily changing her
mind.  A timid little queen of a tiny kingdom,
running her life within the walls of her
walk-in, avoiding the subjection that waits
outside the closet door.

Testify to your right,
Declare anarchy upon the enemy.
Swing your sword.
Take down the king.

Rebellious servant,
Assassinating your master.
Saviour of slaves,
To escape Hell's kingdom.

So when you fell out the window, light struck you blind,
She laughed her *** off; while she pushed from behind,
Let the smog cradle you as you drop in slow motion,
You’re falling head first; into a glistening street light ocean,
The winds' in your hair; blowing by a sudden sense of freedom,
And you’re falling head first; into a golden street light kingdom,
You looked up to the sky and your 18th story window,
Blew a kiss goodbye; to the stars and your Timeless widow.

Yes. He is Right. The ****** of the Foot
To clear your Cache from Un-Licensed Folly
For Season's Head be his; Though top his Cute
Keeps his Shirt within his Testimony
And why so, we ask? Though Shine's Tempting Phase
Smiles her Invitation for your Accord
Considering - your Ripened Fruit will taste
Sweetness from the Flesh; Sour from the Word
Yet till when must these Base Tenses beware
Task our Wild Syllables from Preconcept
If with Fingers shutter those who would dare
To **** your Virtue with such Misconcept.
Power to the Ball. The Kingdom God's Sport
As most Dippers fare a better Consort.

In the kingdom of Saturday an angel holds nothing,
encompassed by picture frames.

A human trafficker bites a popped Tylenol,
Eviscerates the nightmares that circle his crown.

An optimist puts their hands up,
Envisions a tableau soothed with moisturizer.

A chieftain offers a beer to an orphaned
Child, lush with vermillion blotches.

A physician shrinks down in front of,
A simmered-out wife, head towards the door.

A gypsy considers being alone,
xenophobia resiliently grips her throat.

A mystified boy points to a girl,
Whispers inaudibly “I miss making her laugh.”

A priest begins an unimaginable service,  
“My prayer is simple, my dear one,

Live for tomorrow, not yesterday.
Open your hands.

The squires stood the castle gate
of sword and shield they bear
Awaiting armored knights to be,
lone sentries now aware

A beating sun of torrid feel
embarked the sky this day
As voices called from eastern heights
in echoes cast away

The entrance braced of timber thick,
yon bridge drawn to the sky
To dare not open for the howl
of woodland spirit’s cry

Banished long ago it was
for evil spells it spate
Turned villagers upon themselves
in angered fits of hate

Yet on this simmered summer’s eve
the squires balked their stead
Hypnotically the whispers called
so deep within their head

Manipulated by the breeze
of kindness floating faux
‘mid promises of purity
as white as driven snow

“They cast me o’er” a voice did sift
“No fault I swear of me,
I mingled not in lone affairs
this promise comes you see”

“A certain few, low cretins all
of lies they sold as true
and pockets lined of purest gold
to do what they must do”  

“I plead a pardon so to prove
my quest is merely fair
In words of mystic wizard speak
I pledge to only share"

"Hear me, on this mystic night
of incantation's win
Stand aside this harbored fear
so I may live again”

In hazy gaze and wild look
the squires sealed the fate
‘pon lowering the bridge of wood
and opening the gate

When once within, the smile gone
as crimson eyes now stare
“I’ll bring this kingdom to its knees,
I will again, I swear”

Then sharpened claws of viper’s speed
released on angered breath
Did slice ensorcelled squire's flesh
to bleed until their death*

To be continued…maybe