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#11
The Mystery known as The Heart

What is this strange feeling?
It seems to come from deep
within myself and I have never
experienced this before.

Is this the mystery known
as the power of the heart?
Yes, yes it must be that
great mystery, that is
where the feeling is coming
from is deep withing my
tightly locked up heart.

It must have been a
sweet, gentle angel
who found the tossed
away key and unlocked
what I left hidden deep
within for over two years.

To this sweet, gentle angel
I give my eternal gratitude
for she has released within
me all that I never risked
letting out for fear that
I would become ridiculed
by those around me.
I have found the mighty
power within myself, and
it has manifested itself
in the strokes of my
typing and the words
that hence have formed.
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Figured I would put this sudden experience of unrealized feeling into words so you all could see a little known side of me (which even I did not know existed)
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Re: Poetry House

#12
I'm sorry that we went wrong
Now the days seem so long
I have never been so sad
Why do all good things end up bad?
I really wish that I could fix this
Cuz you I really do miss
All of this breaks my heart
Now that we are apart
Suddenly I descend into darkness
Alone and unprotected from the harshness

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#14
Days of solace
Days of despair
Your presence
brings me solace
Your absence
brings me despair

Why must I
suffer the pain
of being so close
yet so very far
from you, I
want to reach
out and be able
to feel your soft
gentle body lying
there next to me.

I find myself
suffering old
feelings of
great lonliness
and wishing
that I could
be right there
lying next to
you without
a care in the
world.
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#15
The Father of Understanding
Guides us along the road that
is life. Why has he led me down
a road filled with longing and
pure loneliness, wishing to have
my beautiful angel within reach?
Every day and night, I wonder:
what should I do? I want to be
side by side with my sweet, beautiful
angel, to lay next to her and listen
to her soft breathing as she rests,
to comfort her when she weeps,
to nurse her back to health when
she falls to the power of sickness.

May the Father of Understanding
guide me down the path to true
love, and may it lead to the one
sweet beautiful angel who brings
me joy like no one else can.
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#16
Light fades into darkness
on the day that the forces
of evil, led by Satan, rise
from their eternal prison
to take their revenge upon
the followers of the spirits
responsible for imprisoning
the fearsome demon horde
upon it's fall from heaven.

Darkness turns to light as
the forces of purity and good,
led by the Father himself
gather themselves and descend
unto the Earth to face the threat
alongside those who have kept
strong in their faith to the Lord.

All can see it, all can feel it
there is a war coming between
Light and Dark, Heaven and Hell
many choose a side in the hopes
that it will win and they will be
rewarded for their faith & service.

However, there is one young soul
who accepts the reality of the
coming war, but he finds himself
entangled in the middle, unable
to choose a side to fight for.
He has both been Blessed by
Heaven & Cursed by Hell, and
he stands between the growing
forces that look at each other
with fierce dislike and raise their
swords and shields with their bows.

This young soul struggles to
find his place in the world
that will soon be torn apart.
He looks upon the faces of
those he cherishes and loves
and a wave of understanding
soon hits him like a bolt of
pure lightning, and he realizes
his destiny to step up betwixt
the amassing armies and stop
them from tearing asunder
the world that the mortal
civilization inhabits across
the planet.

The young soul packs his
vital belongings and makes
his way to the point where
the two armies are destined
to clash. He stands upon a
high point in the land and
calls out to the marching
armies. “Hear me now!”
the young soul calls.
Suddenly he is surrounded
By a field of light and
Darkness swirling in pure
Balance, and the armies
Of Heaven and Hell
Lower their weapons and
Stare in pure awe at the
Balance, the likes of which
Has not been seen for eons.
“Father of Heaven, Ruler of
Hell, I come to you with a
Message” said the youth.
Bewildered, God and Satan
Themselves stepped forward
To better hear the youth.
Seeing them standing quietly
Side by side, the youth began
To deliver his message.
“If your armies continue
And carry out the battle, then
The very world that you use
As a battleground will be
Ripped entirely apart and
Life as we know it will cease
To exist. I come to you as
A messenger of peace, to
Ask you to set aside your
Hatred and make peace
On the behalf of all life
That exists here on this world,
For without it, your realms will
Cease to exist. What say you?”
Spoke the young soul.

God and Satan thought and thought,
And after looking at each other
Intensely for some time, they
Turned back to the youth and
Said “Young soul, what is your
Name?” to which the youth replied
“My name is Joshua, of House Price.”
God and Satan nodded, and it came
As a minor surprise to them, for they
Had known that this youth was different,
But they had no idea that he would be
The messenger of peace come to stop
Them from fighting a war that would
Destroy the very world that they watched
Over. God and Satan stepped before the
Young Joshua, and both held out their hand.
“Young Joshua, we have chosen to heed
Your warning, and wish to have you seal
The pact of peace between our realms.”
The messenger smiled and accepted.
God and Satan said at once “from this
Point forward, you shall be christened
And incarnated as the being known as
DivineReaper, half light and half dark and
You shall continue to be a messenger of peace
And you will work to bring peace to this world
Of chaos."
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#17
If you could only see what I see,
you'd break.

You think you have the answers.
Just like all the others so curious to find
the reason,
the treason,
for what we don't even mind.

So what does it matter anyway?
We pretend to care only because
we need to know all the solutions.

Like they'd do you any good.
What then?

Let's say you find a way to the end of a riddle.
Would you be happy then? Satisfied?
What if you'd regret what you had found?
You'd all still search for more.

Because we're human. And we need to know everything.

If you could only see what I see,
you'd break.

Mind and soul alike,
you'd break like the integrity of one smothered by society,
just trying it for the feel,
maybe fighting the evil,
if that's what it's even called.

If you could only see what I see,
colors have no names,
music has no tune,
cuts have no blood.

Your nerves would curdle in fear
Part of you would die
inside
and try to hide
from what's outside
my eyesight.

There is no gray area,
---there's only those who would try and stop you,
-or maybe me, because it's what we call evil.
Most can't see because of all the questions they
ask clouding their eyesight to what matters.
---And your marks to protect
-the ones we've been assinged to.

This is why I live.

If you could only see what I see,
you'd notice answers don't matter,
because all of this is bigger than us,
and we simply don't have the time to look.
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#18
Flow

In the soothing cool of the dusk
We wade into the river - gently holding hands
First the river runs slowly - our bodies move together
The river runs more swiftly - we hold each other closer
The river becomes a torrent - we cannot resist the flow
The river sweeps us over - a mighty waterfall

Our bodies fall

Embracing

As One

Deep

Into the pool

We emerge onto the beach - quivering
and fall asleep - together
in the soothing warmth of the dawn
Mirror mirror on the wall, who is the Spiffiest of them all?

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Re: Poetry House

#19
Every Sunday dressing up catching gossip at its worst
Couldn't see the difference in the Baptist and the Catholic Church
Caught up in the rapture of the first chapter and second verse
If we all God's children then what's the word of the reverend worth
Taught early that faith is blind like justice when you facing time
If we all made in God's image then that means his face is mine
Wait or it's that blasphemy it's logical it has to be
If I don't look like my father then the way I live is bastardly
Naturally that's confusion to a young'n trying to follow Christ
Taught that if you don't know Jesus then you lead a hollow life
Never question the fact that Jesus was Jewish not a Christian
Or that Christianity was law according to politicians
Who was King James?
And why did he think it was so vital to remove chapters and make his own
version of the Bible
They say Hell is underground and Heaven is in the sky
And they say that's where you go when you die but how they know

I've been to many churches I've quoted many verses
I've dealt with my base self I controlled my many urges
I used to study my lessons
It was a blessing not a curse
I learned that Heaven and Hell exist right here on Earth, word
Studied with Rastafarians and learned from the dreads that Hell is called
Babylon
And that's where them crazy boarheads dwell
They got us thinking that Muslims like to make bombs

But real Muslims believe in paradise and the resist the Shaitan
So it all sound the same to me
That's why when they say one is right and the other is wrong it just sound
like game to me
It's like God skipped past the church and came to me
No that ain't vein to me
It's just a particular way that I came to see
The difference between those who claim to be
Religious and those that say they spiritual
And recognizing that life is full of miracles
You could see my glow in a rhyme
The poem divine 'cause it coincide with a grow in the time that those who
looking for God knowin' to go inside

Yo, living in mass confusion
Looking for absolution
The gas seducing and psychopath produce the last solution
Based on his interpretation of what the words were saying
Trying to get to God but ended up doing the work of Satin
Religion create the vision
Make the Muslim hate the Christian
Make the Christian hate the Jew
Make the rules of faith
That you condition to and to you gotta follow
And God forbid you go to Hell
But if you ever walked through any ghetto then you know it well
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