Long Poems About Faith
#faith
Prophetic Vision: 2:20 am, January 21, 2024
This is the vision that came to me from the Lord, my Father Above:
Eyes like nebulas, bright and aflame looking back at me amid a mist of darkness and white bright light beyond. All at once I’m taken up high. Looking down upon what appeared as a misshapen and segmented boulder. I look closer and it’s two swollen sections resembling two basins. At the top separating the two basins is a bright burning eye resembling the nebulae that was looking at me just a moment ago. Directly above the fiery eye is what appears to be a broken stick dotted with a stone or jewel of bright yellow. The left...
Eyes like nebulas, bright and aflame looking back at me amid a mist of darkness and white bright light beyond. All at once I’m taken up high. Looking down upon what appeared as a misshapen and segmented boulder. I look closer and it’s two swollen sections resembling two basins. At the top separating the two basins is a bright burning eye resembling the nebulae that was looking at me just a moment ago. Directly above the fiery eye is what appears to be a broken stick dotted with a stone or jewel of bright yellow. The left...
#faith
#rebirth
#sacrifice
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
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Even Fire Is In Jest
From the depths of shadow,
I rise, unchained,
A tempest burning in veins,
An echo of stars undone.
Lust and longing,
Ashes and flame,
A symphony of chaos,
Screaming my name.
I am the void,
I am the spark,
In the stillness of the abyss,
I ignite the dark.
But here I’m still burning, alive, on the inside,
So I bathe myself in the murk, in the rot,
The plague come forth like a wave recessing the tide,
Infecting my mind like a virus invoking this blasphemous blood clot.
A shadow of a memory; a fading...
I rise, unchained,
A tempest burning in veins,
An echo of stars undone.
Lust and longing,
Ashes and flame,
A symphony of chaos,
Screaming my name.
I am the void,
I am the spark,
In the stillness of the abyss,
I ignite the dark.
But here I’m still burning, alive, on the inside,
So I bathe myself in the murk, in the rot,
The plague come forth like a wave recessing the tide,
Infecting my mind like a virus invoking this blasphemous blood clot.
A shadow of a memory; a fading...
#faith
#lies
#sacrifice
#silence
#suffering
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Indelible Lines
Oh, how much i long
For the vintage sound of the olden music
The plaintive violin, under the gentle caress
A stroke of a piano-keys, by slender fingers
Of which the joy is not the less..
Oh, what a craving i do have !!!
Golden fields sway like sea-waves
The waltzing dance of the Summer wheat
Ripened under May's heat
The cheerful grasshoppers' sizzling shriek..
With hot chirping, skipping
Wheezing, such a cosy bossom
Where throbbing sentiments live
...
For the vintage sound of the olden music
The plaintive violin, under the gentle caress
A stroke of a piano-keys, by slender fingers
Of which the joy is not the less..
Oh, what a craving i do have !!!
Golden fields sway like sea-waves
The waltzing dance of the Summer wheat
Ripened under May's heat
The cheerful grasshoppers' sizzling shriek..
With hot chirping, skipping
Wheezing, such a cosy bossom
Where throbbing sentiments live
...
#faith
#morality
#philosophical
#rebirth
#spiritual
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Scenery Of The Pastoral Mind
Overlooking the tiny town that lies below
Pine trees, eucalyptus and green willow
Between whiles, darts a swift swallow
Skimming the quiet waters, and shallow
******
Overlooking the oak forest that lies beyond
Fog and mist sleeping beneath since eons
A green dark, mystical and pastoral haven
Wolf and shepherd, each one a gain is gotten
****** ...
Pine trees, eucalyptus and green willow
Between whiles, darts a swift swallow
Skimming the quiet waters, and shallow
******
Overlooking the oak forest that lies beyond
Fog and mist sleeping beneath since eons
A green dark, mystical and pastoral haven
Wolf and shepherd, each one a gain is gotten
****** ...
#emotions
#faith
#morality
#motivational
#philosophical
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Rest Softly, Lori
In the rain of your eyes,
Ocean spray bursts up towards heaven
falling back with tears as leaves of a tree.
Love flew out of your mouth in hieroglyphics
like an invitation to a sky wedding
writ on the wrists of kites.
Dawn ghosted,
as a ship’s prow through windows
tangled in curtain rigging
in the way silence enters an empty room
sunrise gallows hang
heavy in your absence.
Tightrope of lips
taut between our secret space
and pavement cracks where rain survives.
Hands prayed...
Ocean spray bursts up towards heaven
falling back with tears as leaves of a tree.
Love flew out of your mouth in hieroglyphics
like an invitation to a sky wedding
writ on the wrists of kites.
Dawn ghosted,
as a ship’s prow through windows
tangled in curtain rigging
in the way silence enters an empty room
sunrise gallows hang
heavy in your absence.
Tightrope of lips
taut between our secret space
and pavement cracks where rain survives.
Hands prayed...
#death
#faith
#hope #love
#hope #love
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Lantern and Flame
From pulpits built on brittle lies,
their words crumble like ash,
filling the skies with emptiness.
The sacred chains that once held the meek
shatter beneath the roar of voices.
A fire smolders in mortal hearts,
its embers feeding where fear once ruled.
No idols rise, no gods remain;
the soul ascends,
carving its truth from the void.
Earth takes back its kin,
unashamed of desire, unafraid of sin.
A lantern sways in the darkness,
its flame trembling,
revealing what prophets hid.
No pearled...
their words crumble like ash,
filling the skies with emptiness.
The sacred chains that once held the meek
shatter beneath the roar of voices.
A fire smolders in mortal hearts,
its embers feeding where fear once ruled.
No idols rise, no gods remain;
the soul ascends,
carving its truth from the void.
Earth takes back its kin,
unashamed of desire, unafraid of sin.
A lantern sways in the darkness,
its flame trembling,
revealing what prophets hid.
No pearled...
#confessional
#faith
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In The Spirit Of Autumn
Ah, quiet autumn ! you stole from spring its breeze, its flat vibration, the feelings of ease,
and the warm souvenirs.A happy twitter larks joyfully over the hill, scents of the fall,
moments heavenly still, o'er the tip of a flowing quill.Your music waltz like a lullaby
with every leaf, gives a warm fusion with the foliage scattered, on and beside the empty streets.
Time breaks free again, its name never defines a season's reign, as the mist is fairly mild, softly thick, while, to the fine soul and the whole spirit, its the mystical truth of the human and his...
and the warm souvenirs.A happy twitter larks joyfully over the hill, scents of the fall,
moments heavenly still, o'er the tip of a flowing quill.Your music waltz like a lullaby
with every leaf, gives a warm fusion with the foliage scattered, on and beside the empty streets.
Time breaks free again, its name never defines a season's reign, as the mist is fairly mild, softly thick, while, to the fine soul and the whole spirit, its the mystical truth of the human and his...
#faith
#hope
#morality
#motivational
#philosophical
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Sons of God
I am to trust the woman that is suppose to hold my spine
While being questioned and put under review as if I'm the one who committed a crime
My mind is flooded with words from questions and slander/ interrupted rest while in continuous servitude while held in contempt for just a misinterpreted gander/ being rebuked and reminded of a standard/ continually interjected and silenced/ only having a nod of consent and my hand to hand her/ this land was at 1st governed by man/ for man was and is the splitting image of God/ It was only when man was deceived by woman when man was introduced...
While being questioned and put under review as if I'm the one who committed a crime
My mind is flooded with words from questions and slander/ interrupted rest while in continuous servitude while held in contempt for just a misinterpreted gander/ being rebuked and reminded of a standard/ continually interjected and silenced/ only having a nod of consent and my hand to hand her/ this land was at 1st governed by man/ for man was and is the splitting image of God/ It was only when man was deceived by woman when man was introduced...
#faith
#morality
#spiritual
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settles for wisdom the greater fate
hearing the echo in the corridor
your footsteps told me you're leaving
you're leaving and, my soul is shattering
my pneuma is breath of your breath
surrendering to you utterly
my vow I will follow you to my death
my dearest Adonai
if you wish it you will not see me
but like I, you can feel my movements
confession, I get close to people and you take them from me
you and the men say they aren't good enough for me
you harden their hearts against me
and take them away
I am devastated and you want to...
your footsteps told me you're leaving
you're leaving and, my soul is shattering
my pneuma is breath of your breath
surrendering to you utterly
my vow I will follow you to my death
my dearest Adonai
if you wish it you will not see me
but like I, you can feel my movements
confession, I get close to people and you take them from me
you and the men say they aren't good enough for me
you harden their hearts against me
and take them away
I am devastated and you want to...
#faith
#fate
#magic
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torn between two choices
Your choices are made in a moment, and yet their
consequences transcend a lifetime.”—M. J. DeMarco
choice leads me on:
sorely am i divided.
a hopeless pawn?
a future predecided?
no parliament
convened, tho scant a hearing?
chance to repent,
ere naked flames come searing?
the evil eye
blindfolds the will of reason,
...
consequences transcend a lifetime.”—M. J. DeMarco
choice leads me on:
sorely am i divided.
a hopeless pawn?
a future predecided?
no parliament
convened, tho scant a hearing?
chance to repent,
ere naked flames come searing?
the evil eye
blindfolds the will of reason,
...
#choices
#faith
#LifeCycle #wisdom
#LifeCycle #wisdom
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* Landscape *
LANDSCAPE '' translated poetry ''
It's noon, the star in the sky burning at zenith
The deep azure, is radiant with a fiery heat
Laid on the skyline, its dome calm and serene
The yonder river, slowly runs on the grey scene
From hillsides to dales and back from dales to hillsides
Green fields or pale extend their furrows long and wide
And on the shady slopes of the plains that lay near
The forest cast its oaks and beeches in sight clear
O Spring ! alas, 'tis not of your...
It's noon, the star in the sky burning at zenith
The deep azure, is radiant with a fiery heat
Laid on the skyline, its dome calm and serene
The yonder river, slowly runs on the grey scene
From hillsides to dales and back from dales to hillsides
Green fields or pale extend their furrows long and wide
And on the shady slopes of the plains that lay near
The forest cast its oaks and beeches in sight clear
O Spring ! alas, 'tis not of your...
#faith
#morality
#philosophical #spiritual
#philosophical #spiritual
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The Day Of Reckoning (COTS)
To know the mark of the beast, look upon they embedded of thy kissed face
Weaken mentalities to deal with the channeling of self, yet a two legged entity walking among thy human race
Royalty has pressed upon the lip's civilizations taste
Rage festering from the fountains of a forgotten livid youth
The is the eighth eclipsed of the soul denounced living in the darkness of denied truth
Reliving moments of stolen time from a descend into chaos formed its own new rebirth
Until...
Weaken mentalities to deal with the channeling of self, yet a two legged entity walking among thy human race
Royalty has pressed upon the lip's civilizations taste
Rage festering from the fountains of a forgotten livid youth
The is the eighth eclipsed of the soul denounced living in the darkness of denied truth
Reliving moments of stolen time from a descend into chaos formed its own new rebirth
Until...
#faith
#pagan
#philosophical
#religion
#spiritual
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DU Poetry : Long Poems About Faith