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blinded by the fleece

po lil sheeples
lost all their peoples
and now
they've no where to play

all herded up
the shepherd gets rough
and now
none hears them bay
 
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this is not a poem,its just the thing I felt last few days and started writing and writing...

I see blood everywhere. Scars,pain,wounds.
Everywhere I look,I see pain…deep pain everywhere.
people lots their lives, I feel their pain,I feel their wounds,
I feel death, I feel my heart ripped open, trying to catch my last breath…
Everything is getting dark slowly
I can feel how deep the pain…

Guns,bombs,and missiles everywhere,
People keep on running trying to find for a safe place
Little children looking confused and scared.
Wondering why…
As their mama slowly dying…
Blood shattered everywhere
father trying to fight until the last drop of his blood.

Hear them crying,
Hear them begging for their life
Hear them mourning for their love ones
Hear them crying in pain
Hear them questioning “why”
Hear them striving for their last breath…
See them passing slowly…

fly away my child, fly away, away from this cruel world,
Fly away to a place where there`s pain no more.
Fly away to a place were there`s no need to cry.
 
Though your body is gone from this earth your spirt remaines alive always
I see you in me and my child. I could never thankyou enough for giving me life and the unconditional love that you have given to me and for all the wisdom and strength you have taught me. I miss you so very much more then words could ever say. But I know God has sent you on another mission and so I pray that you are at peace. You will live in my heart and in my child always . I love you and I thank God for you being in my life.
 
^ That's a sad yet beautiful reflection oceanview. :(

btw I like your username, it's very serene. :)
 
People, beautiful poems! Thanks for sharing. Well, here is my new poem. I hope you enjoy.​



"Have you seen a Sunflower?

It is a yellow flower, very large, which rotates always in search of sun. And this is why it is popularly called the Sunflower.
When a small and fragile flower seed that springs in the midst of other plants, search immediately by sunlight. It is as if they knew, instinctively, that the brightness of the sun and heat to allow life.
And what would happen to the flower to put in a bell jar tightly closed and dark? Certainly, in a short time, she would die.
Like sunflowers, our body also needs the light and solar heat, the rain and the breeze to keep us alive.
But it is not only the physical body that needs care to continue strong. The spirit of divine light also needs to keep alight the flame of hope. You need the warmth of affection, the friendship of the breeze, the rain of blessings that come from above.
However, it is necessary to make efforts to breathe the pure air, above the unpleasant circumstances that surround us.
Many of us allow the vices drowns our desire to seek the light, and stunted day to day as a plant wizen and without life.
Or, you may leave in the liana tangle of laziness and amolentamento and we make no claim of luck efforts to leave the situation that we dislike.
We must understand the objectives outlined by God for the elevation of their children, we all of us.
And that can grow according to the divine plan, the farmer puts at our disposal everything you need.
It is the refuge of the family, which offers support and security at all hours.
The presence of friends in times of joy or sorrow to sustain us in the steps and push forward.
Are the possibilities for learning that arise at every moment of the journey makes us more informed and prepared to decide the best path to take.
But what happens with us when we close the black radome of depression or melancholy and it will remain by itself?
It is possible that soon our forces in the flag and not to even scream for help.
Therefore, we must understand that God has a plan of happiness for each of us and to achieve it, we must seek the resources available.
We must imitate the sunflower. What always seek the light, even in the darkness insist involved.
We must seek the support of the family at times when we feel weak.
We must solicit the help of true friends when we weaken our forces.
We must, above all, seek the divine light that console and clear, seek refuge and operate in all situations.
When the dark clouds of stormy thoughts with dark veil cover the horizon of your hopes, and the invitation of depression around you a soul, mimics the search Sunflowers and breathe the pure air, above the unpleasant circumstances.
When the difficulties and problems they are suffering, trying to suffocate you the provision to the fight, remember the sunflowers and search the divine light through sincere prayer."
:)

 
dream state


this world is a strange world
untouched by love or hate
it is not indifferent
it is simply altered
probably eerie for most
to me, a peace of Heaven
not quite the same as earth
tho earthly things abound
the green haze is prominent
marking it for what it is
the beings are unfamiliar
from nowhere they have come
no history and no stories
neither zombies nor ghosts
they have always been
and they will always be
yet to most they go unseen
this world cannot be told of
yet by everyone it is shared
so rarely is it consciousness
that makes one of it aware
so hard against it do we fight
futility at its highest
it claims us all one by one
and much to our delight
could we see it for what it is
never again would we take flight
this is a strange world
i shall return to again this night


 
ty poefiend :)

the dead do not rest


they do not rest for they remain on their quest
questions unanswered, problems not resolved
they labor harder after life and their days are long
people they knew fade with time
making what they seek that much harder to find
ever searching with a neverending yearning

new ones are enlisted as time and space collide
with eternal hope that what is sought can't hide
patience is the friends of those who had it in life
those without, exist in an undending damnation
causing them immense grief and strife

rest in peace are for those who lived tidy lives
whos coming and going occurred naturally like a tide
life is harder than is usually required
death is a continuum for the damned and the inspired

that things will be easier in the after life
and that now they can finally have peace
are lies we tell ourselves so letting go is easier
both for those passing and for those who remain
what is left unfinished binds like heavy chains
for those who think otherwise and put it to the test
you should be forwarned...the dead do not rest




 
:) ty ashtanga. i'm glad you liked it :flowers:

hope and patience


patience is wise
the spirit of our elders
while hope is patience's child
wide-eyed and full of wonder

hope thrusts itself headlong
unreserved and without a care
patience deliberates
what is right and what is fair

hope wishes with all her heart
while patience stays time
much longer than any wish
calculating the time apart

patience steadies hope
tries to keep her together
tells her of greater things
and why it is all weathered

hope fights not to lose herself
trying to match his patience
it is harder for hope
tho she doesn't easily die

in due time he says with a smile
hope wonders how much longer
with patience's assuredness
hope he does beguile



 
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:) ty ashtanga. i'm glad you liked it :flowers:

hope and patience


patience is wise
the spirit of our elders
while hope is patience's child
wide-eyed and full of wonder

hope thrusts itself headlong
unreserved and without a care
patience deliberates
what is right and what is fair

hope wishes with all her heart
while patience stays time
much longer than any wish
calculating the time apart

patience steadies hope
tries to keep her together
tells her of greater things
and why it is all weathered

hope fights not to lose herself
trying to match his patience
it is harder for hope
tho she doesn't easily die

in due time he says with a smile
hope wonders how much longer
with patience's assuredness
hope he does beguile
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Thanks! :D Beautiful your new poem. Soon I post my poems. :yes:
 
^ Thank you Poe.:)

I wasn't sure if I liked it enough to share it, but oh well LOL :lol:
 
I like it :) I am glad you shared. I wish you would share more :wub: very romantic. I enjoy reading that type of poem.
 
Thanks Ape and ashtanga. Someday someone will inspire me to create more.
 
ty poefiend and ahstanga :flowers:

Lilly, i loved Tapestry of Love! gentle, delicate, passionate and romantic :wub:
 
My new poem:

"Love is something special, not a come and go...
Love only happens once and never again...
Love and when you think where he walk...
Love is like a miracle hard to explain...
Love is to protect your body from the forces of wind...
Love is you embrace the few and forget the time...
Love is when you see a cold feeling inside...
Love is life and understand your feelings...
Love is when I write my name in the sky of your kisses...
Love is when you do not believe my eyes...
Love in my head and sleep in your lap...
Steal a star for love then I give you...
For love I cross the seas to take you for a day...
Why join love the rain with fire...
For the love you give life a thousand times again..." :wub:
 
The hole of Light

The hole. With no light.
Shining bright.
There is no might
No strength to fight
The pain of life
The hurt of loss
A life not lived
In the dark
searching
I see
a light
white
lumunious
cocooning
restoring
Goodness
Divine
Hope.
 
I post this here because it is a place that I have visited everyday. I am in Switzerland, travelling, and on my way to London for Michael's concert. Perhaps I will meet with others there on July 13th, to celebrate his life and mourn his passing.

This is my message to Michael...

My dearest Michael,
I have woken this morning to the news that you have left us...

Outside the sky is dark, thunder growls and the rain falls like my tears. Summer has been banished this day as nature mourns with me, and with all of humanity. For a moment a light has gone out in the world, but only for a moment, for your spirit will live forever in your art and in the hearts that have been touched by you. You will shine—your message, your love, your beauty—for generations. You have been a gift to us, but now the Father has taken you home to receive your reward. Heaven wil be all and more than you envisioned, with peace your crown.

My heart aches for your loved-ones. I wish there was something I could do to support them. I will pray for them. God will look after them—rest in that dear one.

My darling Michael... I don't want to let you go. So much of who I have become these past six years is because of you. You inspired me to write poetry and stories. You opened my eyes to the beauty of art. You set my spirit free with music and dance. You inspired me to paint. I am so much more because of all you gave me.

Thank you.

Thank you for your life’s work and for the loving tenderness with which you nurtured your family and friends.

Who will comfort me now when I am sad? Perhaps the angels who have visited me in my dreams these past weeks were sent to prepare me for your departure. For so long you have been my angel, Michael. You have never been far from heaven.

How can I let you go? How can I bid you farewell?

As I post this message, may it fly to meet you in the clouds. Read it, fold it and put it in your pocket, close to your heart. Keep my love with you forever dearest Michael.

I send a kiss…

Dimity
 
that's so beautiful dim (hugs) you tight. blows a kiss to you and Michael
 
Hugging you tight too Friend.

The world is flooded with tears today...
 
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