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Reflection

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Mirrors
Don’t lie.

Filters
Do just that.

Words
Any one can recite.

Our actions
Express facts.

Reflections
Sigh…

Accepting
Traps…

Truths hidden
often cry.

When our blurred images
Yell right back…

Beardoe’s Rant

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Whatever keeps us
Away,
Is what keeps distracted us
At bay,
Most of the time
We think it’s okay,
This will eventually
Just Go away,
Saving all the hate
For another day,
Either believing or second guessing
what all them Have to Say,
Settling for
“that’s so cray”,
When theres soul much more
Left here At stake,
It all vanishes
With out a trace,
Speaking of implants
That’s are so fake,
We take our real
And figure out how they relate,
But since it’s different
We disregard it like its a Sunday,
Already complaining
About the week showing its face,
5 more days
Is our chant for chase,
Working for the weekend
Like its some race,
Not enjoying the opportunity
That comes with today.
Getting lost in sounds
That quickly hypnotize are brains,
Sure to unlock the doors
With secrets that feel like lace,
Designed to influence
What subconscious keeps safe,
Only growing stronger
In all the time that we waste,
Yet my legs still
Move not in haste,
Don’t let the enemy
Take you & keep you a slave.

In Life

If

we are

an image

 of our creator

why

 are we so evil?

Is it the world

whose space age

technology

has somehow

broken through

the filter…

opposites attract

there can’t be dark

without no light

and you can’t feel empty

without

 some sort of filler…

some

are with the soul

of an angel

and there are those

hunting with the instincts

of a killer…

some

are “blessed” with both

at the same time

confusing

the destination

of the

 fulfiller…

 is

 whats meant to be

what happens accidentally

and who forcibly

 pulls the trigger?

I suppose

this book

this passage

wouldn’t be entertaining

if it wasnt

a thriller

Devil In a New Dress…Tip toeing not so siliently…

she arrived in all white

simplicity…

stealing the room of all eyes

they would follow she…

who is questioned of being an attention whore

well possibly…

but in honesty

her modesty

was never ever a question

however when questioned

she would laugh it off

violently…

You can see the devil in her eyes

and quite frankly

iT

 frightened me…

because this wicked woman

can do whatever with whom ever she wants

and like the 8 ball in the close left corner pocket

she has gotten me…

with my guard and pants down

while on top of  my lap like a saddle she is riding me…

similar to flies to shit & bees to honey

hoes to money

with want & have

 there is no, stopping me…

 iT

would take the full strength of Christ

to push this bountiful beauty of flesh

up off of me…

Lord may your will be done

because my will is having fun

and right now my legs can not run

so please pardon me…

Heal me of my weakness

that sin has seemed to clog up like an artery…

I LovE YOU

I am more than just fond of thee,

but this little thing

that is fondling…

has a gorilla grip

damn that dress

& all other things

that has taken over me not so silently

Side swiped at the perfect time

People Hate

What They (can’t have and)

 Dont

Understand,

LIfe

is happening

with or without you

so to fait, what is your primary plan?

you may think

your playing poker

and the main hazard here

is not, to not let any one else see your hand,

 this is chess

with carefully calculated steps

properly matched and set

 to meet and get their demands,

so clap your hands

and wish evil’s

just will

goes away,

like a domino effect

touching every single thing

that slips in/ falls out or that gets

in or around its way,

all that slander

and all those lies

strictly and only for you self satisfies

leaving little to be happy about when I am given the “bad news of the day”,

so clouded in my self

I hardly had

any feeling

left to feel,

when the enemy

that’s been on my tail

sees her window

and complains to those that also see its appeal,

I’m threatening

because their bullshitting

does little to scare me or make me submit to the

kiss ass and wait in line sort of parade,

I answer to those who ask

so if ever given a task

and those in which are thirsty and ask

for water and flask,

in which case I have

do I shew them away?

 and say for those comments/that answer/this water

this company (my employer)

does not pay for me to relay?

heavens no

I pour until I can’t no more

and if in conversation we both agree

that we are all in the final end of days,

why should you be offended

if what we’re grieving over

isn’t in your interest

if it isn’t within your grasp

then this subject matter

is not for you, at least not today!

not everything

is meant for you

or against all of you

who happen to think and feel

the same way,

let the dead

Barrie the dead

the blind

lead the blind

and you your self

can go on and about

your own merry way!

I’m not soliciting

or trying to make commission

some one has a dollar

I have 4 quarters

and they have a feeling

I’m carrying change,

do I ignore whats been left at my door

my response is

I have nothing more

what I’ve been given

and what you’re asking for

I give freely

because it’s what ive been given

to gave,

my god has

set me in my path

forgiven my awful past

and set me in my ways,

I was side swiped

at the perfect time

because at this time

I wasnt going to move

until the building came down

in flames,

so now

by no other choice

I move away,

oh how

comments

pave

(this is the first installment

of a week-long series

of how people

who can’t grasp the situation

they only caught

a fraction of a piece of

can jump to conclusions

further building

an excerpt catalog

that led to my termination

from a company that

is supposed to help

those that are less fortunate

down and out

on their luck

know them selves

what is needed

but wanting confirmation

who am I to deny

what is placed in my heart

not by choice?)

///my termination letter will be uploaded at the end of the week

to show case and better illistrate the up coming poems ///

Still Soul Thirsty

iT pants

and

iT pants

whats

long-lasting

and

quenches  thirst?

one tries

to make

minor changes

but iT

usually

only makes things

worse,

abundant

when giving others

energy

but iT drains

self

like a drink on its last slurp,

is this that

yang

to the yin

of being gifted

with a curse,

is not

the medic

service intended

to heal

and

to nurse?

to give a slap

across the ass

encourage

to get out there

and work,

your faith

has made you

strong

so go on

 and

show off

your worth,

like gills

that have gone

dry

breathing iT

makes iT

hurt,

missing

a LOVE

that completes

giving an understanding

beyond a simple soft serve,

woe to how hard iT is

when the body is full

and iTs only

your soul

that

 thirsts

made up

the universe is made up
of atoms-molecules -and light

its the mixture of them all
that brings inanimate objects to life

although distracted by their reflection
ours are long gone bye and bye in the night

having to grab and feel
like words describing to those that are blind

with enough sayings to over flow many novels
some phrases are used just to rhyme

taking away what holds them true
theyre tested tightly in a fight

if two go in, its 50/50
and only one of them can come out at the end and survive

dominance must be established
right away no wasting time

NOW like a starving serpent swiping a gazelle
it couldnt be witnessed by thine eyes

so is the illusions of slight of hand
we’re taken off the point we focused on when drawing lines

your words painted the picture
your souls intent helped shape and define

yet im still lost in that grasp that you have
because i can only see what ive seen with my eyes

all these pictures of happiness rainbows and smiles
get lost in translation with others frustrations and lies

the combination and possibilities of such things
drives one to insanity with the only escape, to end life

but the after taste of iT all leaves me with a hope
that its more than just more than logical
iT’d actually be really nice