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You really have a heart for God and the people still seeking 'something' @DownMoreThanUp I can't read the photo. The print is way too small. It looks like a long poem and might take me a while to read. My concentration is basically non-existent, but I always try and read what you've written! Our God is the great I AM! Bless you, my brother! 💛

@heartathome Yes Hey Wicked Ones is my longest poem by far. i hate them with a passion. i see if i can find it.

i hope you can get through it without loosing concentration my dear. This my favourite poem. That i wrote straight after Jesus showed me who i was really fighting within myself rather than myself. THE WICKED not me but those inner forces always hurting me through me within. The anger i had directed at myself down in my pit refocussed instantly Jesus showing me who the real enemies were rather than fallen hurting me.

i hope the poem makes sense to you for i know i'm very much more passionate about such things you are. Please do not feel bad about that and focus also a nuclear blast at those forces inside your mind tormenting you you.👍

@Realness @ENKELI @Appleblossom @tyme @REDLINEZ750 @Blackcloud @avant-garde

(It is a shape poem in the shape of a nuclear explosion but i cannot centre it)

Hey Evil Ones!

See.., hear.., feel..?
Do, do, do is what you always yell,
have, have, have is what you always want,
take, take, take is what you always do,
permanently silencing those arising in opposition,
in darkness your evil deeds committing.
Yet what is it all for?
Your realities - the nucleus of wickedness - ruling life?
Who paid for the construction of your daily selves?
Knowing that you are not realising time as you should?
To be the ones after the making of your own waylaid egos?
(Yet perhaps, in retrospect, perishing the morning after,
each time some more - (Oh such a wonderful sight!))

Yet for now - rule.., rule.., rule..,
arrogance decreeing the moments,
inviting evil into being!
Fear.., guilt.., shame!
Much good is forced into hiding!
Innocence is perpetually raped!
Honesty has been imprisoned!
Malefic murderers stalk the night!
Cruel addictions dominate life's needs and desires,
threatening torture and grand scale genocide,
constantly striving for yet more mastery over life,
a great job at being free you are making of it.
Please tell - any excuse to validate your lives of dominant ascendency?
Will deceiving, hurting, robbing and hurting life keep going unpunished?

Run.., hide.., mask..,so many lies!
Captivating souls in reigns that scourge,
spoofing perceptions into untrue opinions,
stealthy hypocrisy masques true intent,
turning peaceful good into evil lusts,
Pulling strings creating conforming puppets,
becharming, abducting, and imprisoning,
cowardly hiding behind the bushes along the route,
waiting for the innocent to come walking past.
Hey yellow - changed your colour as of late?
Any of your unveilings been upfront and honest?
Which fictitious identity are you using now?
Still hiding in the same shrouded place?
Hidden headquarters far below the surface?
Billing the cost of your power trip to whom?
How are you planning to abscond all that at The End?
Why will you not respond to any of these questions?
Or do your answers hate the Truth of Life's Light?

Curse.., swear.., yell..,
yes always huffing and puffing,
denying that serving Jesus is Loving Truth.
Tightening values even enforcing moral belts,
yet feasting on the lusts ensuing human flesh.
Flaming rebellion and holier-than-thou attitudes,
destructiveness trying good to accomplish bad,
securing guiltless hearts out of God's existence.
No love for truth is the rule behind wicked lies,
self exultation snaring human egocentricity,
suffocating, strangling, throttling, twisting, perverting
till honest to God is out of breath, prayer faltering into a deadening hold, deception giving rise to lovelessness,
judgement towering over everything.

Twist, swerve, duck, jump,
and then into the attack,
with a cutting tongue to nuke.
getting it out in just one moment,those lying voices of contempt and defilement, cultivating dishonesty and lovelessness, threatening disgrace using guilty feelings, dimming internal lights - dulling comprehension, conquering and captivating even the young, twisting straight paths into covering-up tracks, how long before these devilish tongues will still?

You steal the goodness life has on offer!
For hey, that is what you must carry,
fading stars - falling meteorites of existence,
your woeful truths - evil self retaining - eternally!

For when The Truth comes,
His Light burning your lies,
how will you rule me then?
What power have you got?
Believing you, robs strength,
I myself believing your lies,
stealing my good life away.
You're the worst scum there is,
evil brood, vipers eggs hatching!
What else but to heed Jesus Christ,
our Heavenly Father's Loving Truth?
Jesus true God made Flesh and Blood!
He conquered all you evil ones!
I'll heed His truth instead of you,
how then can you hurt me any longer?

So hear me well
all you evildoers!
I tell you once, I tell you twice..,
I will never forgive wickedness
for being being evil!

OUT OF MY LIFE,
THE LOT OF YOU!!!!

I'll never again listen,
eat your crap,
or listen to beguiling lies!
God's love and peace
my truth instead!
Ruling with Jesus!

Hotter! Yes fry! Burn.., burn.., burn! What temperature
must the fire reach ere you loosen your deadly grip on humanity?

You controlling spirits,
ruling human beings,
defecating good
truth turning ugly.

Life's light within
is what you steal and murder
transforming our truth
into a most volatile fuel!

Can you escape
the flames you yourselves have lit?
The fact is - you always harmed life with your evil lies,
having no mercy on the sick, old, poor and weak ever.
Can you relent from all this
when you run out of time?
Those wicked thoroughfares
out of your back doors?
One big slide into the
gaping mouth called hell!
Your pained and hellish
anguish shall then be,
your thoughts
cashing your words
and your deeds!

As for me?
I shall finally break free,
and come and go as I like,
no more fear inside of me to strike.
Free from cruel imprisonments inwardly,
truly be as I was always destined to be.
A clear conscience - speaks of paradise,
shining like a star at night - I shall arise.
Genuinely the Lord's servant I shall be,
exulting The Way Jesus is also teaches me.
Lambs beside beasts of prey graze the field,
snake bites no longer poison yield.
I shall pick up my bed and walk,
no evil to my heart and mind to talk.
Receiving a kingship from eternity,
ruling my being in peace and prosperity.
This is what I pray will happen to my soul;
that God - The Father of Life - BE - All in All!

Come Lord Jesus, please come and collect The Chosen!

All those forces of darknessx hurting us Jesus overcame for us who through faith share in His Victory.

Thank you for sharing that! @Realness I followed on with 1 John 2. Does it say somewhere in the Bible that our words or tears won't return void to God. I've read it somewhere and can't find it through searching. I can't remember what I read so will read it again today. Both my memory and concentration are very poor. I'm listening to gospel music, so I feel close to God at the moment. My son will be down soon to see me with his dog and support worker, so I'll go for now. I hope you're having a beautiful day! 💛

Hi @DownMoreThanUp ,

I just read over your posts.

The poems I really like are: The Living Word Saves, Song of Battle and Seven Thunders See Jesus Appearing.

The more simple ones. (I'm not that good at understanding poetry.)

How long does it take you to write a poem? There's genius in your writing.

@Realness Thank you for sharing that feed back. Yes i try and stay simply in my poetry but at times my own complexity overcomes me.😯

At times i write a poem in just a few minutes at other times it van take months.

like this poem i pondered on for months (listening intently to The Voice i love so much to share with all) before i finally began writing it.

See what you think.

@heartathome

I looked in my study bible concordance (I know - old fashioned).

The closest I found was Isaiah 55:11

so is my word that goes out from my mouth: It will not return to me empty, but will accomplish what I desire and achieve the purpose for which I sent it.

But it's about God's Word not our word or tears so probably not what your remembering.

@DownMoreThanUp kidney stones sound painful you poor thing. I have gallstones and they are bad enough when I have an attack, I think kidney stones would be even worse. Medication is a double edged sword sometimes. Mine causes dry mouth so my teeth have all deteriorated.

More prayers for you brother! God willing you will have relief soon.

I have added your church sister to my prayer list as well.

Heavenly Father

I place Your Son in Your hands,

That he may have relief from the kidney stones

Lord You are our Everything

Today, Tomorrow and Forever

Amen

@ENKELI I do understand your reasoning sis. The bumps of forum life, are real, but I have also valued and learned by your manner of expression. So thanks for being you.

@tyme @heartathome @Realness

@DownMoreThanUp

I really like the first verse ... in the poem about words

I have under and postgrad studies in the field, skilled in various genres, and published irl, so I am not naive about writing.

E.g.;

"To The Speakers Of Words.

Whatever do you mean using words again?
Is vocabulary not a little plain?
Words synchronising souls as one?
Can such a feat truly be done?
For I cannot with words relay,
Why I am myself this way."

I love this.

It is partly why I am into brevity, but also playfulness with. and awareness of the inadequacy of words. I can be clinical and legalistic, as I worked in legals and a court in a "previous life". Nowadays, I am old enuff and released from the duties and discipline of so much income earning and enjoying a more relaxed, freer personal expression recently.

It is definitely part of my commitment to SACRED music, which often allows us to connect at the level of preverbal communication. Too many words can be a problem in this world of high stimulation.

Tbh, I actually do not like a lot of your obsession with the evil one and lies, and do not really read those posts anymore. I just gloss over them all, as part of your unique mental health challenges, but try to be in a spirit of gentle encouragement. I have worked for decades teaching at all ages 5-85, so prefer to spot the good thing before I mention a critique.

I do need to protect my soul and sensitivity and believe that we focus on mentally can grow. I have always been aware of dark forces in the world. SEEN MORE than most from a very young vulnerable age. So, I need to reserve my energies and attempt to discriminate what is best and wholesome for me.

God Bless you all.

@Appleblossom Yes i understand where you are coming from and respect that. 👍 (i wish my life could have been like this as well, but the wicked have been tormenting me since i was a toddler and i have an unbelievable amount of rage reserved to dump on them for doing that when Dad give me the okay.😂)

However in my raging one i have been so VERY happy i was allowed to rage at the wicked instead of God, myself, or others. It has been most liberating for me as victim. For as far as i'm concerned when i see those false witness in the court victimising the innocent, then i feel compelled to expose their lies and drive them with the tail between their legs out if the court if they resist.😎 i hate seeing false witnesses making evermore victims, and can't wait for God's Revenge to give them the fiery bath he promised them making us all victims of their lies down here.

i understand that a lot of people do not have such desires, and therefore do not appreciate my against the evil poems, yet i know a lot of others who know very well what i'm saying, and take strength out of being set free from Wicked tongue.😀

Thank you very much for the feedback on To The Speaker Of Words.

Yes i love that first verse a lot too, for it completely sets the scene for what is to follow. i wrote the draft version of this poem in just half a hour or so. However an Atheist poet who at attacked it as it being poetically inferior and not worth posting, but then when we got chatting offered to help me 'fix' it.

So he told me what he did not like, challenging me for proper poetic change. Ironically the content of the poem remained the same, yet by the time we were finished, he told me how much he like the content of the poem now that he had a chance to work with me on it, for it had much more fully dawned on him what i had meant to say all along.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I4KlK5sFKUE&list=RDEM310LTEpgd2stEMfxKEibow&index=24

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rgNGlyFzuco&list=RDMMY4tHEwWLMJM&index=6

That's the one!! How clever are you! I thought it was about my prayers and tears. I like that verse even though it doesn't mean my words or tears! I'll highlight that one. 💛