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insomniareturns

This is War


The sun never shines anymore,
since you were taken away.

You were all I lived for.

Gone.
In the blink of an eye.

No meaning.
No purpose.

Unable to smile anymore.
Exhausted from feigned happiness.

Angry with the world.
Can hardly contain
my own rage.

Tears
cloud
my
eyes.

No surrender.

This is war.

copyright 2021
by Insomnia
(AJ Kline Robinson)
written August 19, 2021
3:24 p.m.

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poetry2071

When. We. Have. A. DREAM


When. A
HAPPY
Life. Living
and. Loving
D
R
E
A
M:////////

COMES TO. US
when. We. AWAKE we
FEEL. SO. BLESSEDLY
HAPPY. And. CALM
Relaxed SERENE:////////

When. A. DREAM
COMES. To. US
DARK. &
DREARY:////////

Its. Because. BEFORE
We. FELL. ASLEEP
We. FELT.
D
e
e
P
FEAR. HURT. And
W
O
R
R
Y:////////

As. SOON. As. YOU
A
W
A
K
E:///////

From. A. HAPPY.
D
R
E
A
M
SO. JOYFUL. THANK*GOD
FOR. THY. EVERY
Life. Living. And
LOVING
B
L
E
S
S
I
N
G
S
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^. GREAT:////////

As. SOON. As. YOU. AWAKE:////////

From. A. DREAM. That. Is. DREARY
And. DARK. PRAY. To. GOD
with. Faith. Love. And. Hope
FOR. HEAVENS
S
A
K
E:////////

Our. EVERY
Happy. &. Joyful
DREAMS.
And
our
EVERY
D
R
E
A
M
S
that. Are.
Dreary. And
DARK:////////

When. We. AWAKE
will. Affect. Our
Emotions. And
Feelings.
D
e
e
P
IN. HEART:////////

As. SOON
as. You. AWAKE
from. ANY
D
R
E
A
M:////////
Of. Low. And. Sad. Or
HAPPY. And. Joyously
H
I
G
H:////////

With. Faith. And. Love
P
R
A
Y
TO. GODS. BLESSED
MIRACLE. HOPE
for. His MERCY
and. GRACE
in. The
HEAVEN
HOLY
LOVING
S
K
Y:////////

BY. JOHN. D. JUNGERS
24*OCTOBER*2021

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sirricky

Wicked Oppression


Save me, the godly one is gone,
The faithful have also vanished;
From amongst the children at dawn,
And causing us to be anguished.

They utter lies to their neighbor,
With flattering lips and their tongue;
A double heart as they labor,
Speaking vanity that is flung.

May the Lord cut off flattered lips,
The tongue that does make a great boast;
For their mouth having pride that sips,
From the cup of an earthly host.

Who says that lips are our own,
With our tongue we will prevail;
For the master is overthrown,
Having no lament to bewail.

Because the poor have been plundered,
While the needy are groaning;
I continuously wondered,
Rise to help those who are moaning.

God will set them in the refuge,
In the comfort for which they long;
His Word like a raining deluge,
For drowning those who have done wrong.

Like silver couth in a furnace,
That is purified seven times;
Comforting of those in distress,
Punishing others for their crimes.

For the Lord shall be keeping them,
He will be guarding forever;
The defiant He will condemn,
By their own sword He will sever.

The wicked prowl on every side,
As vileness is exalted;
Knowledge of God they have denied,
As their transgressions defaulted.

Copyright © 2021 Richard Newton Sherrer

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rusty5

My One True Love



There are many expressions in one's life to savor
And wondrous delights to behold,
There are many interesting avenues to travel
On the path to growing old.

I have tasted many flavors, some delicious, some putrid
While all the while watching with eyes wide open,
I have celebrated wonders beyond accepted reason
As I danced my way throughout each season.

I have birthed two children who are the apples of my eye
Their handsome faces forever etched in my soul,
They carry on my blood, and that of my parents
As well as those that came before.

I have traveled many roads on my journey thus far
Towards an end yet unknown, or conceived,
I have laughed uncontrollably, I have cried in dis*spare
All the while searching for someone who cares.

I thought I had loved, and thought I'd been loved
As the seasons passed unannounced,
They were what they were, but now only memories
Best stored away where the lock has no key.

I summoned the words to elicit response
That are scattered throughout the pages of my life,
But my life is not over, it has merely begun
For I've finally found my one true love.

Rusty Blackwood
´ 2021

~ I found inspiration for this poem by simply looking into my heart,
along with the one that tenderly holds it, and has consumed my soul.~ R.B.

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dreamweaver

TILL ETERNITY




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poet7479

WE HAVE A COMFORTER IN JESUS


WE HAVE A COMFORTER IN JESUS

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Written by Stella C Mitchell

21st October 2021

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To carry our cross here below * is
To wear our crown above * but * the
Suffering that we have to bear * comes
From God's sacrificial love .

And His love will not allow * more
Than our hearts can bear * but *
In the carrying our cross each day
Is formed a treasure rare .

As of the brightest pearl * to crown
A mighty king * it first must know the
Piercing of a grain of sand * to be
Transformed * into such a beauteous
Thing .

O how often we would rather run along
A golden beach * under a clear blue sky
Than suffer with our fellow man * in war
Or heartache * and the many tears * we
Have to cry .

And yet * we have a Comforter in Jesus
Who knows our sorrows * and our pain *
And He willingly laid down His life for our
Transgressions * to give us Eternal gain .

And He is with us in the valleys * and He
Tells us not to fear * but to walk in faith *
With courage and endurance * lifting high
The cross of Victory * as we persevere.

For * Jesus told us * in this world we will
Have troubles * but He has fought and
Overcome * every battle that will face us
As we journey onwards * towards our
Everlasting Home .

So * be encouraged now * my brothers
And my sisters * for we too can stand as
Overcomers * and be strong and face our
Foe * knowing * in the mighty name of
Jesus * He has promised * He will safely
Bring us through .

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Whatever you are going through my friends
remember that the LORD is with you . and
He will help you through . if you trust in Him
and call on His name in your time of need.

God bless you all with His love and peace .

Now and always .

XX



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smallsteps

Church Lane


The last cottage on Church Lane
Just before the Churchyard gate,
Just about the place where
All the funeral cars would wait.
When it came to the facilities
About all that could be said,
It provided a safe roof
Over our family´s head.

Those were the days when
Standards were generally bad,
Workers supposed to be grateful
For what little things they had.
But it provided a safe haven
A warm loving family place
From where I could observe
Just what was taking place.

The everyday village life.
Superficially, an idyllic situation,
But woe betide the one who
Got ideas above his station.
Subtle pressure was applied
To families like mine
If any of their members didn´t
Strictly toe the line.

That´s how I learned my Socialism
Where I learned the need to fight
The need to follow my beliefs
If I thought them just and right.
That old cottage still stands
Very basic but still sound
They rebuilt it brick by brick
Right up from the ground.

From the outside
It´s exactly the same
But inside now apparently
It´s a very different game.
Modernised and remodelled
And what´s more
It´s been knocked into one
With the cottage next door.

Now an upmarket property,
Just a weekend residence,
Barely occupied these days by
Outsiders of some substance.
My village now a dormer village
Most of the families I knew gone
All in the cause of progress
As the world grinds inexorably on.

I still retain my belief in Socialism:
If I start to lose faith or I despair
I drive down to my old cottage
And see what´s happened there.
Then I can carry on quietly
Renewed in the need to fight
For Justice and equality and
The need to put things right.



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mypoems1186

"Beauty is what we see all by Ourselves"



“Beauty is what we see all by Ourselves”

You have what you want to hold unto
You need nothing but what you are holding
unto at this moment.

There is no need to think further, you already
know what you want you always have.

When everything came to a point of making
no sense at all, you never cared, you lived
each moment the way it was, and found
out that each day always took care of
itself.

There was never a day that you lived that
you were not grateful for. All the clouds floating
in the sky, the birds singing, the smell of
fresh air, the fragrance of the flowers.

Everything was too perfect to ever carry a
frown, only the saddest of people frown
cause they cannot understand why things
are not going their way!

Why that thought could ever enter a
day of beauty, that really confuses
my peaceful heart!

Living is bright in our souls when we
decide that God gave us the best he
could, to put a smile on our faces and
love within our hearts.

So when we happen to think of something
that makes us want to cry, there must be
a good reason we need to shed the tears
One moment we forget to be grateful
for all we have, are the moments we
forgot to thank our Heavenly Father
for all he gave us.

Each day is another day, we smile light up
another heart to shine around this world
who never really knew how to be happy
for the simplest of things.

Being just us alone is a miracle, that was
put here on earth to love, shine, and just
being happy we are who we are!

There will never be another us, so we
might as well live in the now, fill our
hearts with love, watch a beautiful
rainbow appear after a summer shower
of freshness!

Each moment is priceless, we must
learn to love and appreciate each
second, cause that is all we have
and ever will have.

Harriet Alexina Shea(DerenaBree)


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