godlovesus Poems

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God Loves Us

God Loves Us long poem

God Loves Us He gave His son up for Us Sometimes, We tend to not understand how massive it is ‘Cause we’re limited, we don’t understand how limitless it is God said we are Precious in His sight Please, don’t

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Books Of Novel

Books Of Novel prose poem

Books of novel are tetra-packs. Fruits of society are manually picked up crushed, mixed in neat proportions and sealed to make fresh fruit juice. Goodwill achieved by the presenters put wings to the packages. It’s a different world in the

Colours Of Nature

Colours Of Nature prose poem

When the leftover rain fills a puddle! A special smell , I come across when I huddle Through the window ,I see dew drops like shiny pearls Smiling in red,green and yellow It’s none other than the mighty flowers When

You And Me

You And Me short poem

You are a worthy brainy I am a worthless dummy You are blessed with happiness I am bestowed with sadness You shed tears of happiness I Cry tears of sadness You have risen to the skies to occupy top position

Delirium

Delirium short poem

Over the sands seagulls screech and call, Where the blue waters gleam, The battering waves slap and fall, To break a pebbles dream. The vast wet shores do girdle hills, High steep and ancient, And the sunlight haltingly spills, The

First Day Of Spring 2015

First Day Of Spring 2015 short poem

A day of clouds scudding across a production-line sky, vaporous dreadnaughts, caravels lumber by above, never disturbing, the ocean’s surface they defy. The sun becomes a signal lamp speaking in poetry to the static lands of the earth whispering: not

The Orchestra And Me

The Orchestra And Me prose poem

I had a dream last night. It was very concise but interesting. Rather revelatory, but not prophetic in the usual way. There was a class with a facilitator encouraging input based on a lesson plan provided to the class. I,

Forward In The 60’s

Forward In The 60s prose poem

In the rural South, sometimes life was cruel Robbery from the poor was legal, via dirt cheap labor In all practicality, one could say that we were going backwards In the North, city life was fearful and dangerous I was

Waiting

Waiting short poem

I am in fact Waiting for the rain When the water and sun Make love again When Mother Nature sings When the moon hides When deathly thunder rings When the thirsty earth chides When lovers embrace And I feel their

My Brother Soldier

My Brother Soldier short poem

call to duty tears him from his family, fighting war he causes not separate him from society he loves best, defending indefensible most times disconnect him from the loved ones maintaining imaginary “peace” elsewhere creates void at home at sea

Connect The Prophets

Connect The Prophets short poem

Outside me was a howling light tracing a path. Ending the struggle of abstract thoughts. The night was full of hidden flares. The day was a luxury, full of exclusiveness. We must not cry. The wounds turned up like fireflies

Gender Equality

Gender Equality short poem

I was scrolling through the comments of a YouTube video yesterday, when, A random insult thrown at the YouTuber caught my attention – Aimed at him, was the proverbial swear word, not so subtly cloaked in the sheath called “woman”,

My Little Angel

My Little Angel short poem

I lost my child, in this life you see, I ask The Lord, why must this be? No reasons or answers, could I find. I felt,I was going,to lose my mind! Then, I had an awesome dream last night, There

Who Will They See?

Who Will They See? long poem

I tried so hard to tell them but they just couldn’t see, The person they were seeing wasn’t really me, The person I was begging them to somehow help me find, The person that I was before I’d lost my

Tavern Turn

Tavern Turn short poem

A tavern Simple-complex, happy-low, A water hole full of regulars Heartbroken, shy or smitten Wealthy or wily smugglers. A rustic smoking a cigar, Passing colloquial remarks, A skillful pianist playing, A journey an artist embarks. A wanderer at heart, I

Every Time I’m Around You

Every Time Im Around You short poem

Well I can just imagine being your one and only and spending the rest of my life with you baby I can see it all so clearly in my mind in some magic place in time but you don’t even

Silent Whispers

Silent Whispers short poem

The silent whispers by the stone grave The mobled creatures the darkness crave The fallen beauties layed down in brave The tear drops the midnight wave The lonely pathway the sand pave The horror chuckles the sound gave The gloomy

Sometimes I Cry

Sometimes I Cry long poem

Got to keep it real but sometimes I stare at the four walls that steal I like to keep it all in until it starts to get heavy No toke of a smoke on a blunt to implode I suffer

Night Long Commutes

Night Long Commutes short poem

Her last cigarette clouded the window Of the only fluorescent-lit room In the dusty motel Off exit 168. Yes sir, no sir As she climbed into bed Putting out her cigarette On four-use one-wash sheets. He clung to her Until

Moving On

Moving On short poem

Thoughts need collating for fresher start again Midst environs amiable devoid of societal strain Rise above compulsions rewrite afresh the slate Be one with the nucleus in mystical sort of state

And Now For Something Completely Different

And Now For Something Completely Different short poem

Sweet blooms dance across the screen Collage credits snipped from a magazine Marching bears play the liberty bell Thy tempestuous stomping foot sends them all to hell Bouncing maids on barnet fair Gods and angles grace the air A Cardinal

Reparations

Reparations elegy

my father used to tell me that divorce was the process of losing one’s routine. 5:30 came and went without the sound of a familiar rattle from outside the door that came from my mothers keys. last night I got

Paint

Paint short poem

Today I feel like writing, No pen, no quill, no ink. Today I will write with colors I will need a palatte. Let’s use some bright blue, Let the sky fill our soul. Umber – no, use light brown, Make

Give Me Strength

Give Me Strength short poem

God!! Give me the strength – to live with what you have given me, to let go what you have taken away, to hold the memories that you wanted me to have, to forget the bliss of being loved and

Loom Of Dreams

Loom Of Dreams short poem

It was a dream delicately woven Fine threads of silk intricately spun, Embroidered with hope that made it brighten Vibrant hues all blending into one. Under loving care the cherished dream did thrive. Soon it was time for it to

Essence

Essence long poem

Dawn of the monsoons it was, Heaven was already proclaiming its aphorism, Seemed to me as if god was performing an act of chastism. With a cup of tea near the window pane, The past reeling in front of my

This Is Now

This Is Now long poem

Well this could be the Renaissance or This Could Be Now… a circle dance in the hour of the Northern Mockingbird… Venus in Pisces by chance…a wild and crazy romance serenaded by sweetest sonnets ever sung… enchanted by fragrances of

Suicidal Wish

Suicidal Wish short poem

For my water god I entered the wetlands. Fog was increasing and me becoming incoherent. The swamp throws a high tide of rolling wave I lift the burden of bones and take a plunge in darkness. The holy moon gives

Space And Time.

Space And Time. prose poem

Einstein called it spacetime, opposite sides of the same coin. The Universe is expanding. In fact, science says the expansion is speeding up. But what is it expanding into? Time gives us a clue. What is time expanding into? Yesterday

The Song Of The Caged Bird

The Song Of The Caged Bird prose poem

Listen closely. Do you hear it? Do you hear the song of the caged bird? Listen harder. Listen to her yearning. Listen to her cries from being locked away for years on end. She wants to be set free. She

What Has To Stay

What Has To Stay short poem

Like I want to erase the fear before I light a remote fire in the blue veins. Actually this was the crisis of self pride in manic depression seeking the anonymity of toes tracing the footpath. Becoming a paper-boat in

Sound Of Music

Sound Of Music short poem

The music em enacted from that shining round stick called the flute, far from a distant shore , mesmerised me to travel to the place in per suit What a paradise was it to get attracted towards the dusty eyes

The Beginning Of The End

The Beginning Of The End short poem

I met a guy who showed me how to love, Caring and understanding, like an angel from above. His eyes so innocent and pure, Had me feeling like a lady, so demure. He was able to understand me like no

Our World

Our World ballad

God made the world for you and me Let us go travel discover and see Beautiful Oceans,Rivers, and Lakes Deserts, Jungles and Valleys of green Animals of a variety you have never seen Flowers will dance in a fairy way

Silence

Silence elegy

Sometimes I think about everything and in my wonder all my thoughts they do shudder a neurological network gone asunder a beautifully terrible bundle of fibers my Mind carefully stutters an enemy larger than life, yet a friend which could

A Beautiful April Morning

A Beautiful April Morning short poem

Whenever, I feel tired and exhausted, From life’s monotonous routine, I go to my courtyard Theatre, On the enormous screen, Watching the free natural movie scenes, Projected by The Almighty Producer. The scenes change there with the passage, Of the

Encouragement For Fresh Legislators

Encouragement For Fresh Legislators long poem

I do like to listening to voters and then breathing legislator’s air listening to the staff array and consultants demonstrate due diligence for you carry the deptt. we have incurred at the man’s behest… lifting up our degradedness with pretend

A Longing Tone

A Longing Tone short poem

Let me sail across the seas to her land, Or let me fly on clouds that hover over her. Let me drive through the winds that carry her voice, Or let me breathe her scent in the breeze. Let me

Desires

Desires short poem

Grouse not for what you don’t have Enough you have which others don’t have when you can’t assess the value of what you have what is the use desiring things which you don’t have Value the life you have already

Ghosts from the past

Ghosts from the past short poem

I came across a dusty cupboard, Wiped it clean, It was a solid teak structure, With a beautifully carved frame. The cupboard held many ghosts, From my recent past, A tattered book of verses, A hand note of love, now