It may be nonsence to you
but its poems to me
—-
it may be words to you
but poetry to me
——
it may be hymn to you
but a song to me
—-
a dream come true
poetry
—–
it may be the icing on the cake for me
it may be a verse written by humanity
—-
it may be a note by you
a song sang a beautiful tune
——
a concherto or symphony
old lang syne at hogmany
——-
a piece by bach or vivaldi
richly composed
with integrity
to be slipped and enjoyed very slowly
I see far beyond the world today
life is but a moment in my play
—–
I look deep deep into the mystery
opening up far beyond ye
——-
of life the world around me
through prayer through thought
through my dreams
——
I see a far different life
a journey deep deep inside of me
I stir up the world
of human beings
and our destiny
——-
my landscape is changing my poetry
the death and destruction of life today
the anitchrist has part to play
he bringing armegedon to you and me
——
before the coming of the special one
our lord our maker
a power almighty
——
the world will shake tremble and fear
they will hear his voice
but will not see
——-
the fire of the heavens he will send to thee
no where to run or hide away
——-
the world will be judged and judged again
the clouds will open in the skies
people will leave the rest will die
——-
as wrapture opens
and leads the way
for the chosen ones to leave earth once again
——–
then people will turn look and stare
where have they gone they were sitting working there
——–
the heavenly fires will strike at thee
in every town world and city
——-
when our lord comes and visits
the second time
you see
——
the time is coming
the time is near
—–
the antichrist and horsemen
are riding riding out there.
the world is readying itself
as forces prepare
—–
no one know the exact time
and will they care
it will be like any normal day
then it will change so dramatically
——-
in a moment
chaos will reign
there will be panic
everywhere
the ground will shake
with trembling and fear
Lets dance lets dance
lets walk slowly away
lets tap are feet to the music the beat
slowly slowly drumming away
——-
humming humming a beautiful tune
murmering in tounges
about the day
——
listening and whispering
sweet nothings once again
——
visualising analysing
everything we see
taking in life and what we see
———
people watching humanity
what is life showing me
———
the beauty of us all each day
something different like a play
actors going around merrily
——
doing what they do
for all to see
earth life god
creativity
——-
from past we evolved
into what we now see
—–
life thoughts you and me
a moment in time
through history
——-
our part we play
are destiny
from the start to
the end we dont see
——
the clock is ticking
slowly away
hours minutes each and every day
when its stops
we cant say
our creator and lord decides on our day
——–
whats next
we dont know
we cant say
—-
its out of our hands
till the time the passing
the going away
—-
the spirit will rise
and fly
freedom once again
Autumn mist
rustling leaves
——
trees blowing in the breeze
waves lapping up the beach
—–
pebbles rolling tumbling away
people going about there day
—–
birds flying high on the breeze
circling observing those beneath
——–
sun rising setting at the end of day
people sleep snore slumber away
——
nature and life at work and play
the beauty of gods creation
on display
while he watches from heaven each day.
I walk along blind
I cant see
—–
then in moment
you gave life
now I can see
—–
from the darkness of the womb
creativity
birth life
you and me
—–
death darkness
what we cant see
the world life death
the great mystery
—–
I once was blind but now I see
God created life for humanity
a place to live for you and me
why do we sit and despair
as it crumbles into decay
as man destroys Gods creation today
letting the devil have his way
while all we can do is sit and prayer
and hope God will come and help one day
and bring about piece and remove the cruelty
and show us how to live in peace and harmony
Original poetry, commentary, and fiction. All copyrights reserved.
Brett Kristian
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