This one you won, I’m to blame.If you think I’m conquered its you,that’s insane.Just a mere battle, admittedlyyou battled well.I succumbed, I tasted hell.Do not exult for long.For this sorry state I’m muchtoo strong.Resilient, fought for an age in time.This aint my first pen, this aintthe first line.Now in His name, contemplate yourretreat.I’m in Him.Continue reading “All Will Realise”
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Flames of Holiness
I didn’t know loneliness had a sound.Then the prison door slammed,locked. Isolation vibrated up through the ground.The world left but the pain stayed throughout the night.Hours dripped slowly from the ceiling. I crave them like a lover, her skin… I invite.No Priest – So the cold steel bars hear the whisper of my confession.Time slowsContinue reading “Flames of Holiness”
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Most Blessed
O’ most blessed mother of mercy,I bow my head in shame.For the sacrilege upon you,and your most blessed name.Reach for Him in heaven,forgive me for my lies.Pray for me most blessed,as I apologise.All holy mother, guid my tremblingheart along.Truly the Theotokos. when I am weaknow keep me strong.I’ll hold the crossas you held Him asContinue reading “Most Blessed”
For the Sake of it
With this goodbye I start, and think of the holy ascension.Then I write for writings sake. Or the glorification of God,the ultimate glory of man.With the ego of Cain all around us, more sin than you could stand.I stand in reverence and adoration.In this a craft of writing.Listen to the voice that’s highest, or killContinue reading “For the Sake of it”
Still Water
It caught my eye in the Autumn.In the wonder of Winter, I stop!Still the truth I chase.In battle, happiness will not suffice.What can I offer? My words? A blood sacrifice? Now in the weeks of the great and holy.I see a raven perched on a mountain of skulls.There, a closed golden door, and I feelContinue reading “Still Water”
Death
If I did not know I would die someday, I would never have written a sentence.
Pray
The more you pray, the less the opinions of the unholy will concern you. And you may begin to live the way you’re supposed to. Fr Josiah Trenham
Desires
My free will is a gift. I curse myself.I long to know you!I fall short, probably far.How can I control my desires?
Posture
Their earthly offerings are burnt.I have only a burning state, a heart in flames.Unlike Job I rollick in sin, but through the sorrow I acknowledge.My selfish feelings burn away.If gratitude was a posture the hard ground would splinter through my knees.Pry us from the filth to the right path of righteousness.The world weeps, dismantle theContinue reading “Posture”
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