WHATS YOUR RELIGION?

Mourganna said:Miki,great scribe,thank you


my pleasure, Fay
thank you for the venue

Air

why yell for hell if one's a self-terrifying macabre twist
it’s in your fingertip dancing to your devil’s tune
hazy conscience arrival kills your guilt-filled gut
light’s discrete sight dig wells of generation boredom

blocked them all by western fences, precise offences
to wear an air of freedom (?) or may be defensive (!)

fish in glassy buckets swims shallow to exhibit
fashion-fins in violence of tiding lashes
splashes out survival liquid for a damned changeling
those visitors, those claps, those crowns from refracted mirage

life stands well without that ‘f’ like lush weedy deeds
guarded in rusting gate of ferrousred hate, caging self in

rather flexible wiry fingers once along ‘real’ contours
zooms in as shadowy skeletal grills to crash forehead
fixed bleak stares slap~suck inside their magnifying ghosts
corrects in positioning like an unfailing death messenger’s act
lowers down over your  evil's dwell of fleshy grape pupils
covering them whole to blacken even the sun
blanked till mountains of any love seems hidden
crushing hopes of survival to a valid question

no way you see..when cosmic air flows in action
eaten to shatter posed bent of interrogation
permeation into your core, can you stop?
waking up sleeping light in wraps
deprivation of this diffusing religion never does happen
bit of universal soul you hold would never be an orphan
bitterness that binds you now are from fake life options

passing clouds on scurried exit making you a fungal doormat
wobbling skeptical creature fearing this rarefied cosmic jacket
no better entrance you can envisage, just hold on this moment
stand still as you are, see clasping holds in infinite increments


P.S:an older revised scribe  

#RozesErosbyDoleuche
Whats your Religion

hearts yearn for God not gold
hate buried in the earths core
love blooming to the airy fore
man and man live to a good old

fears abated
cheers elated
man and wife tasting the sweet
man and man never under a duvet

eyes only feast on a rose
third leg not walking into every gate
but satiated only by the scents
secreted by one gate it chose

gold droppings for all streets
hope dosage to all sexes
faith in the bleed CRISTUS
only path to reach Deus

.....Doleuche

Thank you for great entries, Uma and Doleuche

Mourganna said:Thank you for great entries, Uma and Doleuche

why thank you Le Fay..this is a thot-provoking theme, that wud make one to check n update their holds n faith. grt posts here. (wanted to post a new entry, but wl do with tat one nw :)

Sacred spaces, forgotten places, ruins in the mist,
Ancient rocks, mermaid lochs, natures natural list.
Old oak trees, cherished bees, the river runs wild and free,
Icicles forming, new day dawning, all of nature inside of me.
Apple blossom flowers, storms that last for hours, the tarn upon the mountain top,
The call of an owl, hearing heathers sweet bell, watching the daffodil buds pop.
Sunset in arms, blessed fairy charms, the sand on my feet at the shore,
Glistening dew, all calling to you, heed the messages and feel what they're for.
Subtle her signs, searching for minds that are willing to open their eyes,
For closed is the soul that ignores all that's told and the magic inside of them dies.
Listen with your senses, breakdown blindfold fences, feel the Mother drawing you to her breast,
Don't try and fight it, you'll truly learn to love it, go with the flow your higher self knows best.
Feel her in the shooting star, hear her singing from afar, watch the rainbow fade into your chaos mind,
Hear In the lions roar, the daisy unnoticed before, the smell of ferns on stone circled hill,
The sound of a ravens wings, cleansing the painful things that you harbour deep beneath your will.
Feel your throat is dry, no need to wonder why, it is your conscience saying to jump,
Just close your weary eyes, bid ignorance last goodbyes and free fall into her, you will enjoy the bump.
So soft and homely, her love your one and only, she has gathered you in to fulfil your purpose,
Just open eyes and then you'll recognise that there's more to this deluded circus.
Wash away the sceptic, their lies are so deceptive, they've sold your soul to this illusion,
Wake up sons and daughters, you were born from her sacred waters, we were not made for this sad seclusion.
With her you'll smite all enemies, in you her sexual energies, the seductive Magic that she taught u well,
Build up on darker trust, deceptive carnal lust, drive all leaders to their personal hell.
Never fear her, always hear her, every breath a message from her heart,
Now you've found her always remember that you and divine shall never part.

Some damn fine entries in this comp. I'll definitely be back for this one (not that I have a chance)

Muse and dark,great scribes,thank you ladies

Am Christian, Born and raised; however, have been thinking about the possibility of living on multiple planes of existence simultaneously, or also about multiple personalities living this, different lives, a duality of mind, conscious or unconsciously, but still existing... That is one I would make if I were to make my own religion, or so to speak... o.0  

Lucid duality
Lucid duality, dreams unbound, unknown to what is known… even to me

Fantasies unwound and she’s unraveling,

face to face with the man who’s part of me, and he says he’s a dying,  

face to face busy saving grace, surviving darkly lit hyperplanes of reality

this songs not sung for you, its sung for me

Shadow of duality, you promised me, you promised me,

Oh beautiful one

Am I dead, am I dead to you, am I still dead, am I still dead to you,

Do I cry and never die;

For you promised you promised me, in my cold shaking body, once during a shadow of my step,

To let us me become closer with thee,

as it was in the beginning,

when we were as one, then in the wonderful darkness of it all, duality splits us;

In a chaotically warm embrace, we further split; massive forms of movement, mass dualities existed

 do you really believe that I am separate from you, for I tell you we are not;

These dreams are not unbound, but are free falling, even into the spewing mouth of madness,

Oh beautiful one, am I dead, I say am I dead to you

Sombra es duality,

Oh my Lucid duality,  I’m barely hanging on

Deadwolf,thank you for a great creation

l declare to the Lord.
I will remain within the light
Battling temptation is a brutal fight
The holy ghost protects me as my shield,
And the word from the Lord is the sword I wield.
So step into the light dear child.
You no longer have to run wild.
Because he is here to bring you home
Within the darkness you no longer have to roam.
Now I say upon the Lord.
I lay down my life for you
It's the least that l can do
For everything you've done for me
For you're the only one who can
Take this wretched soul of a man
And lift it up to where you be"

thank you,pensara,for a great entry

- The Golden Rule -

To Scorn
To scold
To hate with your soul
To scoff and chide
And loath with despise

How can
one be
so filled
with hate?
Prejudge
and mock
his own
his fate

blind inside
blind with hate

How can
you act
upon
a man
so poor
and cruel
so inhumane

You yourself
How would you feel?
To be the mark
of spiteful rage?

So please!
Please!
I beg of you!
Listen to me
and heed the call!
It's simple to follow!
I swear it is!
It is!
It is!

Just listen
and learn:

Treat each one
as you would
want each one
to treat yourself

Thank you,J Alex,for a great poem