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”
Death
Death shown me the way.Never would I have written a sentence.If I did not know, I’d die someday.So I be where… they don’t understand.With the ease of the piper and the armies band.Yes one day, I’ll be gone.My words though for them… will carry on.
Rock Love
Roses are Red Violets are blue. When I listen to Oasis My neighbours do to.
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Ideas
All my ideas are stupid, but they all lead me to you. Guess I’m stupidly in love with you.
sandgrounders voice
Just the prayers of the saints that holds the kingdom together. Though it’s brewing. In the churches and pubs, as willow strikes the leather. The spark lit the Sandgrounders voice, then roared the whispers of a nation. In the raging storm through the fiery furness, a glimmer for the fearless lies at the next station.Continue reading “sandgrounders voice”
write
There isn’t anything more fulling than doing what is right. After that just try to write ✍️
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”
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