ChaosScripted
Poem Published
21st Jan 2025 3:02am
21st Jan 2025 3:02am
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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MySmile
Besma
Besma
Poem Published
19th Jan 2025 10:13pm
19th Jan 2025 10:13pm
A Throbbing Scent - with adagio
Pale lips of blue perishable breath
Silence without cliches, listening,
Stuck upon a memory that you are
Blossoming in death’s trite without
Critique in my slumber as I sleep
***
Stirred is the mind by a throbbing scent
Soul refilled straying off an end
A warm love unearthed now blooming
So soft the sound of a seed life sipping
Silence just retreated while smiling..
Silence without cliches, listening,
Stuck upon a memory that you are
Blossoming in death’s trite without
Critique in my slumber as I sleep
***
Stirred is the mind by a throbbing scent
Soul refilled straying off an end
A warm love unearthed now blooming
So soft the sound of a seed life sipping
Silence just retreated while smiling..
#collaboration
#rebirth
#spiritual
60 reads
6 Comments
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Hamid
Hamid
Poem Published
19th Jan 2025 3:35pm
19th Jan 2025 3:35pm
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
68 reads
6 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
19th Jan 2025 2:49pm
19th Jan 2025 2:49pm
A Night in the Museum
I was attending a meeting
hosting a keynote speaker
whom I did not know
During the presentation
the internet connection was lost
and I found myself sitting
next to the speaker
discussing potential options
for a better connection
A fundraiser was suggested
while he politely asked
if I was a Sociologist
At that time, the host
a gangly old man, obviously
frustrated by our discourse
abruptly blurted out:
"We don't use oracle cards...
hosting a keynote speaker
whom I did not know
During the presentation
the internet connection was lost
and I found myself sitting
next to the speaker
discussing potential options
for a better connection
A fundraiser was suggested
while he politely asked
if I was a Sociologist
At that time, the host
a gangly old man, obviously
frustrated by our discourse
abruptly blurted out:
"We don't use oracle cards...
#dreams
#religion
#spiritual #universe
#spiritual #universe
132 reads
11 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
19th Jan 2025 12:10pm
19th Jan 2025 12:10pm
Endless Night
Today I returned
Awakened
Harmony divided
In my faith
Past memories
God is who I hate
Searching the betrayal
Shadows of light
Silent Tomorrow's
Endless night's
Awakened
Harmony divided
In my faith
Past memories
God is who I hate
Searching the betrayal
Shadows of light
Silent Tomorrow's
Endless night's
#betrayal
#night
#religion
#rhyming
#spiritual
55 reads
5 Comments
Deadsorrow78
Poem Published
17th Jan 2025 2:15am
17th Jan 2025 2:15am
Timeless Desire
Beautiful Universe, The way you look back as you move away.
Mix of emotions moving through you like the spiral galaxies in the Milky Way.
Curious, Drawn to each other's presence.
Beautiful Universe, watching you look back as you move away.
Wanting to maintain a connection.
Fully interested and wanting to know more, your longing to understand is no more.
Beautiful Universe, You will never know unless you explore.
No looking back, with lingering interest and hesitation.
Timeless Desire, Beautiful Universe, your elegant structure full of galaxies needing...
Mix of emotions moving through you like the spiral galaxies in the Milky Way.
Curious, Drawn to each other's presence.
Beautiful Universe, watching you look back as you move away.
Wanting to maintain a connection.
Fully interested and wanting to know more, your longing to understand is no more.
Beautiful Universe, You will never know unless you explore.
No looking back, with lingering interest and hesitation.
Timeless Desire, Beautiful Universe, your elegant structure full of galaxies needing...
#passion
#spiritual
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Hashman
Poem Published
16th Jan 2025 2:10am
16th Jan 2025 2:10am
Black Raven
Standing before The Gate of Secrets
Full Moon up above
The Red Planet hanging by it's side.
Wonder what they're talking about...
So close yet so far
tell me what you know Mr Moon
tell me your dreams
tell me your secrets...
the raven caws
as Mars falls behind The Moon
it's all a mystery waiting to be sloved
and the moon dances through the clouds
caw caw
says the raven...
Full Moon up above
The Red Planet hanging by it's side.
Wonder what they're talking about...
So close yet so far
tell me what you know Mr Moon
tell me your dreams
tell me your secrets...
the raven caws
as Mars falls behind The Moon
it's all a mystery waiting to be sloved
and the moon dances through the clouds
caw caw
says the raven...
#fate
#shadows
#spiritual
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
15th Jan 2025 7:23pm
15th Jan 2025 7:23pm
I will never forget
One night in August 2024 I took a walk down to the beach to hear the teenagers roll into shore
I smelled smoke
I looked across the street
Someone had nailed a bum to the neon lit 7-11 sign
His body formed the sign of the cross
He had been torched
There he was, crackling and burning against the night sky
He was the first saint I had ever seen
I smelled smoke
I looked across the street
Someone had nailed a bum to the neon lit 7-11 sign
His body formed the sign of the cross
He had been torched
There he was, crackling and burning against the night sky
He was the first saint I had ever seen
#motivational
#nonfiction
#spiritual
#summer
#uplifting
66 reads
10 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
14th Jan 2025 1:26pm
14th Jan 2025 1:26pm
Listening to a long forgotten soul song
In the quiet dawn, thoughts crowd your face in epiphany.
Realizations, like lightning, strike the still morning air.
You stand overwhelmed, a revelation in every breath.
The weight of understanding too much to bear.
In the midst of this flood, you cry and cry and cry and cry.
Tears flowing, a river of emotion unbound.
Each drop a whisper of what once was hidden.
A torrent of truths newly found.
As the storm subsides, you stand in silence.
The epiphany a shadow, the tears a distant shore.
In this quiet aftermath, clarity...
Realizations, like lightning, strike the still morning air.
You stand overwhelmed, a revelation in every breath.
The weight of understanding too much to bear.
In the midst of this flood, you cry and cry and cry and cry.
Tears flowing, a river of emotion unbound.
Each drop a whisper of what once was hidden.
A torrent of truths newly found.
As the storm subsides, you stand in silence.
The epiphany a shadow, the tears a distant shore.
In this quiet aftermath, clarity...
#mirror
#music
#passion
#sadness
#spiritual
64 reads
8 Comments
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Hamid
Hamid
Poem Published
14th Jan 2025 11:50am
14th Jan 2025 11:50am
Fellah, a Man of Earth, a Man or Worth
Je t'admire, toi le Fellah dans les vastes champs
Dans le brouillard et le matin, dans le cruel froid
Je t'admire, car tu es le seul unique survivant
Et,quand périssons nous , la terre te reviendra
Je t'admire amplement quand tu dors peu de temps
Sachant que le sommeil est un esprit fainéant
Croyant que si tu laisses les beaux rêves t'emporter
La graine dans le sol ne donnera jamais ses fruits..
Tu as les champs, les jardins, tu as toute la terre
Et moi j'ai le paysage, les saisons et les fleurs ...
Dans le brouillard et le matin, dans le cruel froid
Je t'admire, car tu es le seul unique survivant
Et,quand périssons nous , la terre te reviendra
Je t'admire amplement quand tu dors peu de temps
Sachant que le sommeil est un esprit fainéant
Croyant que si tu laisses les beaux rêves t'emporter
La graine dans le sol ne donnera jamais ses fruits..
Tu as les champs, les jardins, tu as toute la terre
Et moi j'ai le paysage, les saisons et les fleurs ...
#faith
#morality
#philosophical
#sacrifice
#spiritual
59 reads
2 Comments
Fishmander
Poem Published
13th Jan 2025 11:01pm
13th Jan 2025 11:01pm
More Than Nature
Give up on what is alien
It doesn't fill the void, falls flat
An error-filled comedian
Faults in our green- evil machine
My conscience is a three piece suit
A convenience amidst my flaws
The cerebral mask comes unglues
A victim displayed on your walls
Using darkness as perspective
Serving "black" when I meant "open"
A world which isn't adaptive
Muted on meadows of asphalt
Trees are meek, economical
Trading bark for symbols theatrical.
It doesn't fill the void, falls flat
An error-filled comedian
Faults in our green- evil machine
My conscience is a three piece suit
A convenience amidst my flaws
The cerebral mask comes unglues
A victim displayed on your walls
Using darkness as perspective
Serving "black" when I meant "open"
A world which isn't adaptive
Muted on meadows of asphalt
Trees are meek, economical
Trading bark for symbols theatrical.
#dark
#nature
#spiritual #universe
#spiritual #universe
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1 Comment
oldmanG
Poem Published
12th Jan 2025 6:57am
12th Jan 2025 6:57am
It’s Okay
We all die and it’s okay
It’s okay it’s okay
To be afraid..to be afraid
But we all die and it’s okay
We can’t get away
From our own destiny
Maybe there’s some tall grass
In the garden of Eden
When we die
We’ll live for eternity
Not much of a Bible man
But I’m starting to believe
It can’t be for nothing
Why we’re still standing
Maybe there is some tall green grass
In the garden of Eden
Maybe there is some tall green grass
Leading us to heaven
When we die ...
It’s okay it’s okay
To be afraid..to be afraid
But we all die and it’s okay
We can’t get away
From our own destiny
Maybe there’s some tall grass
In the garden of Eden
When we die
We’ll live for eternity
Not much of a Bible man
But I’m starting to believe
It can’t be for nothing
Why we’re still standing
Maybe there is some tall green grass
In the garden of Eden
Maybe there is some tall green grass
Leading us to heaven
When we die ...
#death
#heaven
#rebirth
#redemption
#spiritual
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