Tattered remains to last

For you see I had nothing but the wilful rejection of heartache, I left without thought, yet if I stayed I would have been laid to rest, my old friends are past, giving all to the last, lots of love with plenty of graft, god forgive the sharpened thorns that slash within clasp, evil are ruins of once darkened preparations casting thy eye to the devil in the reflective glass. 

The remainders barely alive, surrounded by the likened clutching of haunted demons from guidance by satan thus sailing the ship into the dark, there will be no return for the bedraggled souls wherein’ to cast their mark, nay’ I have been given a piece of heaven, the joy of freedom airs the almighty god of love, I pray in thanks to Jesus for the forgiveness from above,  haunted from a hurt that will endure, through and last, yet protected by his grace, true, loyal and steadfast. 

Psalm 115:1

Not to us, O Lord, not to us,

But to Your name give glory

Because of Your lovingkindness, because of Your truth.

ciò che resta quando se ne va la lussuria

To quote, ‘love lasts forever’, tho' the strength of a strong vibrant flower weakens with a gasp of air, along with its fragility dies thus’ bringing it to an end and fateful demise, I grudgingly accept, ye’ will know of no such cause, till it unfolds an unnatural cause, passionately I kiss thee, thy feelings are unknown, o’ torment to be left forlorn, condemned ‘to have this desire for all, though in my fragile mind, Tis’ tainted, for I will love thee always, my heart will endure til’ the bitter finality of endured time, perhaps on’ 

Super bad

A bad choice at my time of life, obtuse to the core, I should have been wise, exclude the history of all good and done, an error of judgement that just, was not fun, the cracks are showing, a mental breakdown, I’ll live to regret the moment it begun.

Laugh Back!

When people are laughing at you, be strong, stand tall then, …..Laugh back! 

Love thy enemy with a Passion

Don’t shoot the breeze, for it has done no harm

Fill the world with forgiveness, Love, Joy and calm. 

The gentle breeze

A gentle breeze strokes my face on a warm summer  evening, reminding me at once of a memory and the flick of your hair tied with white satin lace, It was as real as if I had been touched gently by a ghost, sending a shiver through my soul by the presence of a loving host, time changing as I step through the Bermuda Triangle,  I am once again ambling slowly, there are children laughing at my fragility, for I am old and still very much alone. 

History in the Future

Light emitting diode, spinning entangled ray, secret of DNA in the nuclear fusion fight, splitting causes division as negative power of force, fading to non existence, a darkened dimming course.

Plasma combination, led rayed sight, encapsulated nuclear heat in shells of micro might, cross hair strands particles of gas, injected as stars in a millimetre mass, the higher revolution twisting, turning high, a volcanic class a million miles high