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The Jesus Poem

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From the stardust twinkling brightly in the finest of our hours,
So it will be too, when we leave our earthly shells behind,
Retreating back into the the universe from where we came,
They say that long ago we even chose our earthly names,
This life mapped out for us, but it's destiny unclaimed,
Choices that we make will carve our each and every day,
And once upon a world ago, he also came to earth this way, 
He walked his destiny the same as many others, too,
And within the past 10,000 years his finest hour drew,
I think he lived a special life,
But the same as many others,
Just a man who longed to teach
What it means to be a 'brother'.
They say he said so many things and yet, it's hard to tell.
Sometimes I think it was his choice alone to live his personal hell,
A chance to change the world and make a way to speak your mind,
The price he paid was common for the rebels of his time,
And he often spoke about his father hovering above us,
I now think that his 'father' was the star that told of his birth,
Today he lives among the heavens way up in the sky,
Or bouncing between each other heart to heart and eye to eye,
I think he lived a special life,
But the same as many others,
Just a man who longed to teach
What it means to be a 'brother'.
Words can be so misconstrued, when egos take the stand,
It happened in his day and still goes on in every land,
I do not feel he ever dreamed of 'church' in the same way,
We've twisted it to make it into what it is today.
Manipulation games and condemnation in his name,
Did love of money buy us rights to crown him 'King Of Shame'?
I think he lived a special life,
But the same as many others,
Just a man who longed to teach
What it means to be a 'brother'.

 

 

 

8:51 AM 4/19/2013 ©

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Christianity, politics, people, the universe, life and love, It doesn't have to be complicated. It's really all the same thing.

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They Said, "Give All You Have, And Follow Him" (the 'sun' of 'god')

Space makes no sound,

and yet, if we give ourselves

to the sky on a clear night

we can see the meaning of

respect in the diversity

of the planets, stars, and

bits of shooting pieces of

light, as they pass

by each other in the night,

dancing through other worlds,

creating, embracing the all,

to find new places...spaces to

dwell and contribute their

bits of the magnificence

to the universe and the

story of life. Their committment

runs deep into time, and affects

us in such a splendidly cohesive

fashion that we are unaware

it is touching and molding

our planet, our lives and

very souls in a ways we

many times turn shy from...

run from in fear, or raise a

sword to conquer. We can

meet the universe as we

choose. We can touch the stars...

or we can welcome the stardust

as part of who we are, and learn 

the respect they long

for our hearts to touch,

grow outwardly into, and

expand as one with

their essence...space to

love...respect.

..."if we give ourselves

to the sky...".

 

We can have everything

we think we need,

and never start

the journey.

 

8:44 PM 4/16/2013
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Author's Notes/Comments: 

Connecting to the vibrations of the universe. Respect.

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sun used to shine -my son

what this life is all about?

what we need fulfill

never care about anything around

 

said "i'm a father

a teacher" but perhaps

couldn't watch over my own crown

my home, my land

never leave this sand for single time

is this the reason?

since sixty five  years i'm here

half for mine, half for yours

but how now i can see full of mine?

when you leave my mind

but never leave my sight

 

strength was the key 

between you and me

night or day 

no meaning to me

this greybeard man 

how can i see?

is there anything to see?

when thou , my son

no more with me.......

 

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

this poem is about a father who lost his son and calling him his crown as his son was everything to him and he keep on asking himself that why his son died??

well this is not my own made , this happened with my relative, with my uncle( he was heart broken)  and i want to express my feelings......

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Rest in peace, Mom

You weren't a saint but you were extremely close.

Out of all of the people on Earth, I've always loved you the most.

It will be very painful as they lower you into the ground.

Life will never be the same because you're no longer around.

 

You were a wonderful human being and a terrific mother too.

Your family and friends will always love you.

You were so sweet and kind that you should've been given a humanitarian award.

The people in Heaven are happy because you're there and so is the Lord.

 

You're in a better place and that makes your friends and family glad.

But as people see the tears rolling down my cheeks, they know that I'm so sad.

You were one fantastic lady, you were truly one of a kind.

Knowing that Heaven is your new home gives us peace of mind.

 

From time to time I wasn't the ideal son and that's something I regret.

You gave me life, love and happiness and that's something I'll never forget.

It hurts very much because you are deceased.

Everybody loves you Mom, may you rest in peace.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Dedicated to Agnes Johnson who passed away March 6, 2013. (1948-2013)

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Love Child - A Lesson In Algebra

X is a baby,
X is a child,
X is a sinner,
X has gone wild,
X is a girl,
X is a boy,
X is a bastard,
X is a toy,
X is mischievious,
X is enlightened,
X is the way,
X can be frightened,
X is sarcastic,
X, a delight,
X is the darkness,
X is the light,
X is a woman,
X is a man,
X is resentful, forgiving,
...it can,
X is a mountain,
...a river,
...a sun,
X is the MANY,
X is the ONE,
X is insatiable,
...satisfied, complacent,
X is a variable,
...but can have no replacement,
X is intelligence,
X is deformed,
X can be funny, sad,
...forlorned,
X is quite perfect,
...but also has flaws,
X is a life,
X is a cause,
X is a tear that runs down all our cheeks,
X is resilient,
...and yet,
...x is weak,
X is my daughter,
X is my son,
X=Why?
...when the journey's begun,
X becomes kindness,
...when below is above,
...and all answers refer back to X,
X is LOVE.

have you created something

have you ever created something
creation you've never seen
have you stayed up nights & wept
for someone you've never met
have you shed rivers of tears
over that someone for years
your life would you share
if this someone was out there
would your heart be aching
would your knees be shaking
would you fall to thier feet
on the day you were to meet
if you met would this melt
the sadness you have felt

well i have this someone out there
and cant express how much i care
believe me this is true
son i love you!

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Victory

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There are no battles, wars or fights.
All that rattles me is the love for my son.

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Take care be good

I can't wait to see your newborn baby face
To have you as my child is something I can't replace
Can't wait to hold your fragile little body in my arms
I'll always be there cause your cry is my fire alarm
You don't ever have to worry cause daddy's got your back
Please don't cry, just take a nap and baby just relax
You don't need to rush, just take things at your own pace
I can't wait to do things with you like tie your shoe lace
I promise to be a good father and raise you right
You will be my first son I know that you'll be so bright
To you my little buddy I want to be Mr. Incredible
Can't wait for your birthday it will be a festival
Longing to see your face with daddy's smile
I know I'm ahead of myself and that it'll be a while
Cause mommy doesn't have you, That is still in store
I'm excited for the future and I can't wait til you're born

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I'm not saying I want a kid its just that I'm imagining what it'll be like having a kid.

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This I Ask

Make me a torch
Set me aflame
Like you did to those before me
A burning fire,
Bright and hot
That cannot be ignored
Use me as a light
To shine on the dark
Use me as salt
To attract those who are hungry
Make me a preserver
To uphold the human soul
Use me as Your mouth-piece
The still, small voice
That draws them to You
Those unforgettable words
That shakes the soul
Use me as Your hands
To heal the broken,
To comfort those who mourn
To give them beauty for their ashes
And joy instead of sorrow
To rebuild the ruin, the devastations,
And destructions of the past
Use me as Your feet
I’ll go where you send me
For “I am here; send me!”
Lord, use me as a servant
To teach through what I do
Not just from what I say
To “Harvest, for the time is ripe”
To serve others, and not myself
Father, show me to be Your son
Your blood washes over me
Show this to them
That they can see
That they can hear
That they can shout
What You have done for me
That they can know
That they can understand
That they can be loved too
And that is only from You

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