Poetry

Heaven’s Greedy

Heaven’s Greedy

The eternal paradise

Where your soul yearns to rise

Has been stricken with avarice

Where there is no limit to possibility

Every day is a tranquil stability

But lately it’s hiring the world with spiritually debility

A beautiful place with a beautiful role

Has now started to exact a toll

It’s become greedy and demands a soul

But not one, it craves the many

And yes the world has a plenty

It that doesn’t mean you can steal them from around me!

Why has paradise gotten so needy

Why are ppl I love taken from me!

When did Heaven get so greedy?!

I normally don’t question divinity

But all this theft has shaken my serenity

It’s always a soul that’s a kin to me!

Yet I know I’m not the only one lost

Everyone around me has paid this cost

All our tears have begun to exhaust

I know there is a reason but it’s seems seedy

Maybe I’m the one that is being needy

But dammit Heaven’s Greedy!

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Divine Tears

Rhythmic patter of rain/
Playing a crescendo of pain/
Dihydrogen monoxide
Crushing down your pride/
Rain is power/
A crushing flood could topple any tower/
Under its weight we’re nothing but sod/
Not even capable of of understanding the power of God/
This rain is truly a symbol of fears/
Fears for our world that have brought God to tears/

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Sleep Vison

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Nocturnal visions, or dreams are some of the most powerful forms of imagery on this earth. Being a writer, I draw a lot of inspiration from my dreams. But sometimes dreams are so powerful they are confusing or immensely frightening that wake us in a cold sweat. Now I say frightening but I dont mean a nightmare. I mean a series of images that are truly a fear inducing dream. I see a nightmare as a blast of one fearful event to another, but a frightening dream sucks you into this world of false security then you’re dragged through a fear so damn real that you can’t function. One is left immobile as it slowly releases its grip on your mind

, and you are wiping sweat and trying to figure out what you just witnessed.

I’m a member of the Christian faith so dreams of certain images are very moving. Dreaming of seeing the saviour, Jesus Christ,  is one that often brings people to tears. But dreams of the Christianity end times event, the Apocalypse, is what brings you to wake in terror. Some have been moved to start cult and spread mass fear and paranoia because of their dreams.

I won’t be doing that but I did have a dream of the end. The sky burned a deep crimson then was blacked in a thick cloud cover. Beings of pure light and beauty walked amongst us, angels, and they started taking people to heaven. Others engaged in warfare with demons that frothed out of cracks in the earth. War lasted years, and all the while the hands of the lord would part the clouds and smite the demons that were too powerful for the angels, or to gather more wayward souls and take them to heaven. This dream seemed to last forever and I can’t even begin to describe how terrifying those demons were. I was wrapped up in a battle with angels at my back and demons bearing down on me until the hand of creation ushered me from the battlefield and into the clouds. It ended well, but being in that battle and seeing what I did was the scariest thing I’ve ever witnessed. I’m still trying to process what I just dreamt and what it could mean truly.

Have you ever had a frightful dream that just rips your psyche a new one then releases you to think about it all day? Let me know

Thats my 2 cents on the matter

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Angel Sweet Angel

Angel sweet angel

your love will remain with me forever

you’ve returned home but our ties did not sever

I can feel you looking down from above

with tears in my eyes, I’m still happy to have known your love

My angel sweet angel

The lord has recalled one of his best

you deserve this blissful rest

This hurt will pass, another of life’s rain

happily flap your wings knowing we’ll overcome this pain

My angel sweet angel

Just know you’ll forever be missed

because of your presence the Heaven’s have been kissed

I’m glad your soul is now with God and pain free

You’ll forever be loved and missed auntie…

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Angels

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The ranks of the angels has yet again grown/
Another sweet loved one has been called home/
Heaven has grown happier
Yet we’re yet again are in tears/
Lord I know you need your angels
But why do you have To take them so soon?/
We weren’t finished with them yet
We had more to learn
More love to give
I’ll never know their hug or kiss again
Without them I’m a wreck I don’t know where to begin/
I know you have plans/
I know how our Lord demands/
But did you have to make them an angel so soon!?/
An angel with grace on her wings/
The angelic choir yet again sings/
I should be happy, but tears are what their song brings/
I promise not to be angry forever lord/
I know you have a plan lord/
You have gained another great Angel lord/
But for now I cry why lord?/

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Grand

Grand

We will not live in fear/
We will stand/
We will persevere/
We will be grand/

You stole my possesion/
Not my heart/
Rage was my confession/
But today is a new start/

We will not be scared/
Today the fear will end/
Within my faith We are prepared/
Our souls are now on the mend/

We will not live in Fear/
We will make our Stand/
No choice left but to persevere/
We will be beyond Grand/

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