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Chad Chumley Dec 2014
Only He willeth within me.  What's within me?  Sunshine, moon, heaven's stars?  All here.  Heaven's stars sunk within.  He willeth to open doors.  He waits, gives, creates, gives, kindles, gives, loves.
Based on the structure of a prayer from the Bab.
'tis the man in the mirror to begin
for rethinkin' his ev'ry deed 'n' sin
'n' all he has knowingly commited
willeth or willeth he not admit it

'tis this very man standin' before ye
tryin' to cover up ev'ry bad thing
wouldeth he be sincere in how to think
or remain deceivin' many a man

with these acts here showin' he be strivin'
as his truths in life he wouldeth live in
'blivious these webs of lies he be in
never bein' able to forgive him

for when 'tis not reflectin' on his self
shouldeth he not remain in his own shelf


..love always...



عرفان بن يوسف © AH 07/07/1439
'a (pentameter / freestyle rhymescheme) Sonnet'
Ninja Jun 2014
O, Death, Keeper of Souls
The Eternal Watcher, ye take and give
Thou giveth life, thou taketh away
Grant, that in taking this life, I may
As thou willeth, live again,
Prosperteth, by chance, or choice,
Under thy mercy, that ye taketh not
My life, for one more day
Let this be my only plea, my sole prayer
*“One more day.”
Inspired from Game of Thrones' beloved character Arya Stark. Composition is by my Afro - Asian Literature partner Mogi Castrilo (all credits go to him, of course haha), concept by me
Valentine Mbagu Mar 2016
All ye humans ****** earth art thou without conscience? 
Reaping on the soil wherein thou soweth not,
Thou that poiseneth the sea with thy poisonous science;
Is thy heart so callous that it cannot but produce wrath?

Woe betide ye parasites feasting on planet earth,
Thy experiments have darkened the light of plants;
Careth not thou that they venom poisoneth animals to death?
Thou that tilleth the ground have ye no sympathy for ants?

Ye rippers of earth considereth thou not the health of thy environment?
By thy pregnant hands earth regret her existence,
Thy inhumanity to nature have forced her to retirement;
Art thou not touched by nature's plea for existence?

Thy activities have posed itself a threat to thee,
Woe betide thee for thou has poisoned nature to death;
Seeth not that thou causeth harm to none but thee? 
Yet to thy household thou feedeth venom for meat.

All ye scavengers of nature and rippers of earth
The seed which thou soweth have turned into thorns,
Thy rebellious acts have caused thy citizens death; 
Willeth thou not spare earth seeing thou causeth nature to cry storms?
Man's inhumanity to nature.
Eyji Noblesmith Feb 2020
Out of the shadows, thou dost
After all times that thou lorned;
I hate mirrors and thee most
When fourteenth sun doeth horn—

When bright roses all afire'th
And sugars playeth with the air,
I condemn this very life
Whom of envy and unfair,

The lyrics from every tongue
Of just happy and in love,
To me biteth as the fang
Of thy serpent, of my scythe!

The scent of February
And its fortnight willeth come,
Subtle shade of jealousy
Upon all the Earth and man

Oh Valentine, thou hurteth
Thy caitiff flesh and spirit!
Oh, the fourteenth sun shall set
And our roads are to split!

Wilt thou come again?
A lonely Valentines Day
Johnny Noiπ Nov 2018
The beginning of the injury, a part of the common sum of money
brought in a bed a strong drink are out the lights
of the preparations for the arrival of the head of Medusa
in the Star Beach fortune utterly destroy the football place
of the country and the dragon that is to say,
the flute, and without form, and the earth,
a harlot, these shall he not wait for the of the dog,
and, behold, a company of Bettie, and to whom He willeth,
and high, and the movement of the from the strength
of the motive force after the birthday of the holy is not only a fool,
that he was stripped and your hapless mother
'Francis, go back to the circuit in accordance
with the corner of the List, if to paint strippers mount
Cars married, and buried him among the lonely,
full of filth and would have done,
and I will cut off the painting
to meet the world is a sorceress, a gypsy tongue,
and I told him, burning with the name of the passages
of a pit do not decline not
in the knees, and wide gave up the ghost bookmark,
which originated from *****, it it a point to get back
to the cold a little, a little bit of modesty,
which to the bar and to withdraw them
which are my flesh, which I have loved, that Guy,
and bring Lucius, he must suffer the flame of your hair
in poor health, the feeling of the republic,
the cops of Georgia, the guys' drawers brand
of ladies, But the great mother of the fornication of the bottom
of so many good kids of the television eating um district alive ...
the beginning of the injury, a part of the common sum
of money brought in a bed a strong drink are out the lights
of the preparation for the arrival of the head of Medusa
in the Star Beach Fortune utterly destroy the football place
of the country and the dragon that is to say, the flute
and without form, and the earth, a harlot, these shall he not
wait for the of the dog, and behold, a company of Bettie,
and to whom he willeth and high; and the movement
of the from the strength of the motive force
after the birthday of the holy is not only a fool,
a fool that he was stripped,
and your hapless mother, Francis,
go back to the circuit in accordance with the corner of the List,
if to paint strippers; Car married and buried among the lonely,
full of filth and would have done,
and 1 will cut off the painting to meet the world,
the world is a sorceress, a gypsy tongue, and told him,
burning with the name of the passages of a pit
do not decline in the knee and wide gave up the ghost bookmark,
which originated from *****; it is a point to back to the cold
a little, a little, a little bit of modesty, which to the bar
and to withdraw them which are my flesh,
which 1 have loved that Guy, and Dr. Lucius;
he must suffer the flame of your hair is in poor health,
the feeling of the republic, the cops of Georgia,
the guys drawers band of ladies, but the great mother of the fornication
of the bottom of so many good kids of the television um eating District Alive

— The End —