God

Victory

 

 

The Somalidoggodafricanamericanstringblackdicktyingwomen.

The Beautiful Somali woman

 

 

My aunt: Hibo was in the air force

was in the police force

and her husband is from

.....

 

"What's the happen"?

her son, suffers from

something like 

Narcissist, JLO

She is a Narcist

and her son Ahmed

homeless, in prison and

drinking in the the floor

 

Iilowdaa,

I was watching television

and she called me: Hibo

I broke my back

my sister Fawsia

is a social worker

 

My son, the one married now to a Bosnian

and the other who has a good Job

 

Hinda and I talked when she in Beligium

and me in Holland, the Netherlands

and we talked about her chronic illness

Alocholism, and I told her, I will send her book

and I hung up the phone, by pressing the button

on the phone, Hinda called me back and I told 

her you have a chronic illness.

 

She is in England now and lives in a nice neighbourhood

and her sons are in the US, studying and working.

Their father " he's not a go getter" is in Ethopia

 

And Poole, is there now telling him what his

probelm is, and why Hindi did not love him

or any other man.

 

Poole told him many times that she does like

men who are Somali Christian

because they are not fun, do not drink, do not go to parties

and call women whores.

 

I told my spiritual partner that I am,

and I am, I am

and he was confused about my religion

and I told him I was Somali, and he was 

accepting

 

I told my husband now that, that he had to covert

and he didn't care

 

I have an aunt, she is funny, and nice

to talk to, my mom friend, she says she is illetrate

or my mom tells me that

 

She is Turkish and my mom does not know

and She is in Syria ans loves her friends

 

My aunt Hibo has her friends, Iraqis,

and she wants to have a beauty product Regina

 

Asha, my unlcle and her use to party together

and she use to go the beach with us

and she took us an illusionist

 

My aunt Hibo and her family are rich, are in the military and

they do not tell anyone.

 

My aunt, also wrote a book about circumcision

and my uncle is now looking into what is going on in the world

his brother, Case is also living in abundance and we are celebrating

a beautiful Eiid Al Adaha

 

Anaab, my aunt is really a nice person

and her sister is a spiritual person

and her son is my friend

and her daughters, 3

are really rich

 

My mom's sister, is broken

and only cares about money

and all these years has been in court

to take all the money from her husband

who died: his first etc. wife, she has been

in court with for over 30 years

 

My aunt, my Mother's sister, three

are in, in hell, and 1 of them victory

that what he is called, works

and maybe will win, and his mom

will give the money she has been fighting for all these

years.    

 

I just spoke to Saudi King, his Highness, Holiness

and I said to him, you will lose and the Wahaabi's will

win, have won. Eiid Muburaak!!!

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Please go to www.wikipedia.org, for "fair use" rules. This poem is copy righted. 

Praying For Love ( The Linked Style )

 

 

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~  PRAYING FOR LOVE  ~
( Linked )

 

~0~

 

 

Praying for Love
P
Love in this World
R
World Lord can change
A
Change with His Love
Y
Love Lord can bring
I
Bring in all hearts
N
Hearts be Transformed
G
Transformed with Love
F
Love, Peace, not Hate
O
Hate, evil, wrong
R
Wrong, sad, destroys
L
Destroys lives, souls
O
Souls, breaks hearts, men
V
Men need Praying
E
Praying for Love.

 

 

~0~

 

 

Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2016

 

 

June.30.2020

 

 

“Kindness is a language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see.”
- Mark Twain-

 

 

~Author's Notes:
The 'Linked' is a poetry form or style created in 2008, by Erich J. Goller. (Vienna )

 

 

 

 

~ Best From Heart ~ ( The Blitz style )

 

 

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~ Best  From  Heart  ~
( The Blitz  Poem )

 

 

~0~

 

 

Just spreading Love Hope Joy Peace
 Just hoping for the best
 Best to happen
 Best everyday
 Everyday night and day
 Everyday all the time
 Time and time again
 Time all around
 Around comes and goes
 Around up and down
 Down play it all time
 Down there you go
 Go and don't waste time
 Go and don't look back
 Back you're again
 Back you've come
 Come and show me how
 Come and lets talk
 Talk once more
 Talk and make it right
 Right about us
 Right as it should be
 Be all between us
 Be once and for all
 All that is what I want
 All that is what I need
 Need that n' more
 Need is all this
 This can't be bad
 This sounds so good
 Good is to do it
 Good is to see
 See it all clear
 See you at last now
 Now at last
 Now I can see you
 You make me glad
 You make me wait
 Wait a long time
 Wait n' much more
 More I love you
 More of your love I want
 Want you night and day
 Want you I shout
 Shout your dear name
 Shout it with all my heart
 Heart and mind
 Heart and soul
 Soul
 Mind

 

 

~0~

 

 

 

Dorian  Petersen  Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2019<center>

 

June.30.2020

 

“Kindness is a language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see.”
- Mark Twain-

 

~Author's Notes:

The ' Blitz Poem ' is a poetry form or style created by Robert Keim.

 

 

 

Job

 

Lord, I'm on my knees again

Because the worst has happened

The death of a loved one

The loss of a job

I can't pay the bills

My wife no longer loves me

 

So I'm here today

Before the Lord of creation

The First and Last

And perhaps the best I can say

Is a hollow hallelujah

From an empty heart

“The Lord gives, and the Lord takes away

Blessed be the name of the Lord.”

 

For who knows

Perhaps by my suffering

Someone else may be blessed

Someone else might have hope

Someone else might see You through me

 

I can't see the future

I don't know the greater plan

But I believe, but I Know

That even in the hardest of times

I can rely on You to carry me

When I fall, let me fall into Your arms

Please take this broken life

This shattered jar of clay

And shape it into the man

That You need me to be

 

I trust You

I love You

And because of these

 

I know that I'll be ok

 

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Mercy

Mercy

Yah's mercy

Exhilirating

Invigorating

 

Mercy

Yah's mercy

Humbling

Nurturing

 

Mercy

Yah's mercy

Ever new

Making anew

 

Mercy

Yah's mercy

Unending

Unrelenting

 

Mercy

Yah's mercy

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Lamentatons 3:22-23

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tags:

SIN

SIN!

We've got a sinner right here!

SIN!

Devil's got a winner right here!

SIN!

We've got a sinner right here!

SIN!

Devil's got a winner right here!

 

I see her, Deceiver, a believer in Fear~

She's lonely, and owned see, a product of tempt only

Below me, faith sown deep, testing me, it grows 'neath

Untestable, blessed inall, instincts are unquestionable

 

Does God want me to guide her?

Or the satisfaction I provide her?

Lucifer wants me to be the divder

Rule, control, conquer and ride her

No...

 

SIN!

We've got a sinner right here!

SIN!

Devil's got a winner right here!

SIN!

We've got a sinner right here!

SIN!

Devil's got a winner right here!

 

Confident, Competent, perfect body concomitant

redeemer, I'd be her, naive demeanor

So Begiled, it's wild, her faith reconciled

Saviour! but I'd savour the Sinful Behaviour

 

In scarlet, a harlot, yet an innocent mess

Lost and confused in God's given test

Me, She anticipates, Looking her very best

Lust is the feeling she's willing to confess

 

SIN!

We've got a sinner right here!

SIN!

Devil's got a winner right here!

SIN!

We've got a sinner right here!

SIN!

Devil's got a winner right here!

 

I will admit

I'd try it

My blessings

won't hide it

My children

confided

I'm too blessed

So I've decided...

SIN!

We've got a sinner right here!

SIN!

Devil's got a winner right here!

SIN!

We've got a sinner right here!

SIN!

Devil's got a winner right here!

SIN!

She's living in fear!

SIN!

Devil's trying to steer!

SIN!

We've got a sinner right here!

SIN!

Devil's got a winner right here!

 

I see her, Deceiver, a believer in Fear~

She's lonely, and owned see, a product of tempt only

Below me, faith sown deep, testing me, it grows 'neath

Untestable, blessed inall, instincts are unquestionable

Confident, Competent, perfect body concomitant

redeemer, I'd be her, naive demeanor

So Begiled, it's wild, her faith reconciled

Saviour! but I'd savour the Sinful Behaviour

In scarlet, a harlot, yet an innocent mess

Lost and confused in God's given test

Me, She anticipates, Looking her very best

Lust is the feeling she's willing to confess

Does God want me to guide her?

Or the satisfaction I provide her?

Lucifer wants me to be the divder

Rule, control, conquer and ride her

I will admit

I'd try it

My blessings

won't hide it

My children

confided

I'm too blessed

So I've decided...

No...

 

SIN!

We've got a sinner right here!

SIN!

Devil's got a winner right here!

SIN!

We've got a sinner right here!

SIN!

Devil's got a winner right here!

SIN!

We've got a sinner right here!

SIN!

Devil's got a winner right here!

SIN!

We've got a sinner right here!

SIN!

Devil's got a winner right here!

Author's Notes/Comments: 

A song from the point of view of a God-fearing man when presented with the temptation of adultery, when the "harlot" is just as God-fearing and confused as he.

 

Appreciation of your Blessings and what you have already is the simpliest answer to the most complex feelings and questions.

 

02 October 2019 18:53 Collette WHITE

What we leave behind

    What we leave behind!          

 

On the day that we are born is the day our lives begin

we’ll leave behind footprints to where we all have been

some impressions will linger on so do keep that in mind

its those things that will live on as to what we leave behind

during our time on earth were taught all kinds of things

like how to live the life were given without the age-old sins

some will give all they have strength and honor intertwined

its those times we live for as to what we leave behind

so make sure you live your life the way god wants you too

and seek his guidance and his love in everything you do

so when your time on earth is done please bear in mind

the love you’ve given thru out your life is what you’ll leave behind

 

Becky Chadbourne.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

hope you all like this poem !!!!!

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Tested and True

 

I'm being tested....

And I feel, the fail.
For I am not worthy,
Of not even 1 nail.

I'm just a sinner,
Imperfect and flawed,
Compared to Perfection,
I'm just a fraud.

In my moments of weakness,
He is my steadfast might.
In my struggles in darkness,
He is my Guiding Light.

But by His Grace,
My soul is unstained,
Because of his Gift,
I'm no longer chained.

He comes in gently,
And I feel His arms,
Holding me closely,
Protected from harms.

He comes and He washes,
Away all my shame,
He calls me, His 'Beloved',
He calls me by name.

So if I'm being tested,
I now know I can't fail.
He tells me to not hide,
And lifts off my veil.

For there's no shame before Him,
We can't ever hide.
If we chose, to choose Him,
He'll walk by our side.

Forever in step with,
And of His accord,
I'll never be without...
My Savior...My Lord.

 

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An Armchair Theologian

I believe! I Believe! Lord, help my unbelief

I believe, I believe, my constant motif

I believe but don't grow

And my faith doesn't show

Because I can't be bothered to “do”

 

I know faith is given, not earned

Yet here I sit unconcerned 

I'm given to resting 

When I should be testing

To see that my faith is real

 

“You shall know them by their fruits”

But seeds planted on stones don't have roots

My apathy grows

So nobody knows

That I don't follow what I believe

 

The path down below is a slope

So gradual and smooth that you hope

It stays just the same

Like a current so tame

But leads to a waterfall

 

I'm not living, or learning

I'm sitting and burning

Lord I want to live

But not if I give

My time or my life

My comfort for strife

Is there an easier way?

 

You said believe and I shall be clean

Believe, and come home again

But how can I start

If only my heart

Wasn't an armchair theologian