Heavenly Place
In a silkened memory,
you lay there waiting
for our first embrace
that will take us to
a heavenly place.
With the unison of one
and innocence of many,
we stroll through loves portal
floating on clouds of ecstasy
as we are entrapped
within erotic bliss
when we lay together
in a heavenly place.
12 October 2009
poem by David Harris
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I Wish I Was A Heavenly Angel
I wish I was a heavenly angel
For I would watch and protect mankind
But I am no heavenly angel
Hence must play in my own kind
I wish I was a heavenly angel
For I would pray for those in sorrow
But I am no heavenly angel
Hence must suffer the torment of borrow
I wish I was a heavenly angel
For I would worship my god day and night
But I am no heavenly angel
Hence must fight for my own right
I wish I was a heavenly angel
For I would always cling to my sword
But I am no heavenly angel
Hence must fight the pain of my fault
I wish I was a heavenly angel
For I would never no tiredness
But I am no heavenly angel
Hence must till the land to grow in abundance
I wish I was a heavenly angel
For I would weep when man sin
But I am no heavenly angel
Hence must pray for my own sin so dire
I wish I was a heavenly angel
For I would shore endlessly in space
But I am no heavenly angel
Hence must check as I walk in pace
I wish I was a heavenly angel
For I would wonder around this world free
But I am no heavenly angel
Hence must stand still as a tree
I wish I was a heavenly angel
For my heart shall always be in joy
But I am no heavenly angel
Hence must behave just like a boy
poem by Samuel Donkor
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Eighth Wonder
Thy Smile
To Our Loving Daughter
It’s the Eighth Wonder on earth
And the First Wonder elsewhere.
Like a ray of a distant star
Thy smile flashes across our world.
Like a dropp of heavenly shower
It gently touches our souls.
Neither the enigmatic smile of Lisa
Nor the smile of Vinci’s model
Compared unto thy heavenly smile
For thou art God’s Gift with divine features.
Thy eyes do smile too
For they’re the lights of the Heavenly Star.
Thy smile is the handiwork of God,
Thy smile is the medicine to every grieving soul,
Thy smile is the utterance of God
Who dwells in the innocence of babes,
Thy smiling eyes do express Heavenly Light.
Let’s imbibe thy smile and dwell in innocence,
For innocence is beauty born of virtues.
poem by MBJ Pancras
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Years of life
I have previously observed this place
and this meeting is surely destined,
maybe somewhere here, we did embrace,
while emotions now grabs hold of us
and now that you also do recognize me
your eyes are heavenly blue.
The air above us is heavenly blue
where we look at the stretched out sea
and recognize something of the coast and sea
as if our coming here is destined,
the being together grabs us
as if we are embraced by this moment.
The wind is swishing strong and it embraces us
and we see white horses on the heavenly blue sea
the sand is swished up by the wind
and looking at you, I am stunned by your beauty
and the peppering sandstorm hits us
and I recognize my love for you.
On this shore you did admit to being untrue,
clenched onto the steel railing
as if to that moment was destined
and my eyes at times heavenly blue
then was grey, while I looked at you
and fear and pain clenched my soul
Seeing you again clenched my heart
made me recognize that our love still exists
where you stand watching the beach
and I feel embraced by the past
as if everything now is, in a world so heavenly blue
with a place for you and me in it.
Have our lives been destined to this winter
where chilliness clenches the body, soul and spirit?
As if being caught by something out of our youth
recognized by memories
and I see the perception in your eyes, once heavenly blue
but I see you have now aged.
Lord where we now in later years see Your creation,
are our lives still embraced by You?
Is there a place for my wife and I in your domain beyond the blue sky?
poem by Gert Strydom
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In Daydreams
In daydreams, I seek
a place where I have been
and wish I could have stayed.
A place where the air was clean
and not affected by pollution,
a place where in quiet times there
no heads of confusion fret.
A place where friends sheltered you
with cloaks of love and care.
A place where at sunset
everything felt at peace
to trampling troubles
or stabbing fingers.
Just a place where tranquillity lay
in daydreams I wish
once more to be there.
13 October 2009
poem by David Harris
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Seven-Month-Long Lane
From October to May
All in all it's been okay.
From October to November
It was like pure bliss.
From November to December
I just wore my silly simper.
December to the next month,
Then came thoughts about a kiss.
From January to February
We were both beneficiary.
February to March
I felt a little out of place.
From March to April
I just held up the anvil
After April came May,
The final stage of our decay...
(One thing after another)
An uncomfortable place.
(I had to make it alright again.)
Today is the first full day
With these old, new shoes on.
Pardon my pout;
They're a little bit tight.
I'm trusting God to keep me,
To pardon my doubt,
Help me get back in these old, new shoes.
From October to May,
All in all I can't complain.
(May 18,2009; the day after the breakup. For Lane, thank you for the past seven months. Like I said, all in all it was great! You were so wonderful to me all the way and I thank you for understanding me & being among the best of my friends. I love you.)
poem by Chanlin Boyd Cox
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Heavenly Arms
Heavenly arms reach out to hold me
Heavenly arms entice you to dance
In a world of ill will, the dancers are still
Heavenly arms reach out to me
Heavenly arms soft as a love song
Heavenly arms bring a kiss to your ear
In a world that seems mad, all the dancers seem sad
Heavenly arms reach out to me
Sylvia
Sylvia
Sylvia
Sylvia
Heavenly arms come to my rescue
Only a woman can love a man
In a world full of hate, love should never wait
Heavenly arms reach out to me
Heavenly arms strong as a sunset
Heavenly arms pure as the rain
Lovers stand warned of the worlds impending storm
Heavenly arms reach out to me
Sylvia
Sylvia
Sylvia
Sylvia
Ohhh-wohhh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Ooohhh-ooohhh-ooohhh-ooohhh-ooohhh, oh-woh-woh
Ooohhh-ooohhh-ooohhh-ooohhh, ohh-woh-woh
(heavenly arms reach out to hold me)
(sylvia, you mean so much to me)
(heavenly arms reach out to hold me)
(sylvia, you mean so much to me)
(heavenly arms reach out to hold me)
(sylvia, you mean so much to me)
(heavenly arms reach out to hold me)
song performed by by Lou Reed
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Sea Of Ecstasy
Two bodies entangles within passion’s kiss
waiting for the moment when they sail
upon the tide of euphoric bliss.
Voices murmuring low to one another
as they sail on the sea of ecstasy.
Harbouring in each other’s arms
feeling the sensation of each other’s touch.
The bliss they find is fleeting
as a ghost within a dream,
but the memory of it
lasts forever in their hearts
as two lovers sail
across the sea of ecstasy.
poem by David Harris
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The Angel
At midnight an angel was crossing the sky,
And quietly he sang;
The moon and the stars and the concourse of clouds
Paid heed to his heavenly song.
He sang of the bliss of the innocent souls
In heavenly gardens above;
Of almighty God he sang out, and his praise
Was pure and sincere.
He bore in his arms a young soul
To our valley of sorrow and tears;
The young soul remembered the heavenly song
So vivid and yet without words.
And long did it struggle on earth,
With wondrous desire imbued;
But none of the tedious songs of our earth
Could rival celestial song.
poem by Mikhail Yuryevich Lermontov
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My heavenly Father
My heavenly Father, I just want to thank you.
As the sunrise to proclaim the dawning of another day,
I lift my humble cry heavenward to you.
God, I thank you for blessing me in an unimaginable way.
My heavenly Father, I just want to thank you.
In spite of my many sins and numerous transgressions,
I must realize that I am blessed by you.
Through them, You taught me some valuable lessons.
My heavenly Father, I just want to thank you.
As the sunshine cascade down upon my awakening frame,
I just want to thank you, my heavenly Father.
One more day, I can rise to sing praises to your Name.
My heavenly Father, I just want to thank you.
I am divinely blessed to be in the land of the living.
I truly thank you, my heavenly Father.
I am blessed to be alive because my sins are forgiven.
poem by Reginald Walker
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Days To Come
This day is the Day of Grace, a time all men can seek the face,
The face of the Lord above, to embrace God’s Awesome Love,
Love He displayed in His Son, who came to earth for everyone,
Every man, woman and nation, to bring to them, His Salvation,
Salvation offered to all today, in Christ, The Truth and The Way.
The Day of Christ is next for us, who in Christ, place their trust,
When He comes for all of those, who believe in Him, who rose,
To meet us up in the clouds, with many other Heavenly crowds,
When He raptures all His own, to take us to our Heavenly home,
Where we’ll be forevermore, with the Father and Christ our Lord.
And then the Day of The Lord; when The Lord’s wrath is poured,
Down on all unrighteousness, destroyed by His Righteousness,
Falling under His righteous wrath; those who chose an evil path,
They’ll see God’s stern reproof, for dismissing God’s only Truth,
As the coming of Christ alone, displays the power of His Throne.
And finally, the Day of God, will change forever this earthly sod,
As a new Heaven and new earth, is established, of eternal worth,
Purged forever shall be all sin, as Eternity, by God is ushered in,
Making all as He intended it to be, not for a time, but for eternity,
And for you to enjoy this place, believe now in the Day of Grace.
(Copyright ©01/2008)
The upper room
There is a special room set apart and blessed
a holy place and sanctuary where we can rest.
We enter in protected from this worlds care
and sweet communion with the Lord we share.
It is a place where our souls can come in sanctity
a meeting place where we can open and honest be.
A place of tears and a place of worshipping You.
Where deep searching things can be worked through.
'Come to me, Roy and Dot', We hear You say
as burdened with sorrow and care we make our way
to that Holy meeting place of solitude and peace
and commune with You to find blessed release.
The tests of this life can take its toll upon us Lord
and battered and bruised we turn to Your word.
It is so good to retire to that room upstairs awhile
and pour out our soul to You and see Your smile.
Thank You, Jesus for such a blessed place as this
where we can experience again Your heavenly kiss.
Resting in Your presence and feeling Your embrace
strengthened once more for the challenges we face.
Fluffy Dreams
In fluffy dreams,
I sail across the rhythmic motions
of the erotic sea
to where my lover lay.
The sensuous pleasures there
explode within my dreams
as mountain peaks crumble
and crash down into the sea.
I float in loves bubble
exhilarated by the chasmic rupture
into which I fall
and heaven is just a moment away
within my lovers call.
24 October 2009
poem by David Harris
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Your Lover’s Arms
If you hear the rolling thunder
see, the storm clouds coming your way
take shelter in your lover’s arms
and await the coming calm.
Feel the security love brings
as you wait out the storm
the heavenly bliss of love
that will always keep you warm.
There is no safer place
to be when the heavens cry
than in the sheltering umbrella
of your lover’s arms.
poem by David Harris
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Life's Seasons
When all the world was Mayday,
And all the skies were blue,
Young innocence made playday
Among the flowers and dew;
Then all of life was Mayday,
And clouds were none or few.
II
When all the world was Summer,
And morn shone overhead,
Love was the sweet newcomer
Who led youth forth to wed;
Then all of life was Summer,
And clouds were golden red.
III
When earth was all October,
And days were gray with mist,
On woodways, sad and sober,
Grave memory kept her tryst;
Then life was all October,
And clouds were twilight-kissed.
IV
Now all the world's December,
And night is all alarm,
Above the last dim ember
Grief bends to keep him warm;
Now all of life's December,
And clouds are driven storm.
poem by Madison Julius Cawein
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Home Above
Home is not this earth for us, for soon we’ll be with Christ Jesus,
With Him in our Heavenly abode, at the end of our temporal road.
A place He prepared for those, who truly believe the Savior rose,
And this home is for all eternity, where with Christ we’ll forever be.
Until then, we shall live for God, as pilgrims upon this earthly sod,
Living for The Lord in The Light, in this world where wrong is right.
As we journey, in this dark place, through the power of His Grace,
Pointing all men to Eternal Life, through God’s Son, Jesus Christ.
Told by Christ to feed His sheep, this as this world is fast asleep,
So together more can behold, God’s Shepherd of an eternal fold.
We’re given by Him eternal hope, helping us in this world to cope,
Not to focus only down here, but, on Christ, whose return is near.
We, who are like sheep going astray, need to be ready every day,
For the return of Christ, our Lord, who’s now standing at the door,
The door of each believing heart, who from earth will soon depart,
To be where we’re meant to be, with our Savior forever, in eternity.
Soon He’ll come for all His own, to take us to our Heavenly home,
When in the twinkling of an eye, we’ll meet Christ Jesus in the sky.
When we hear the trumpet sound, here on earth we’ll not be found,
As we’re gathered in the clouds, with many other heavenly crowds.
(Copyright ©03/2008)
The Place
I’ve been searching a place,
The place for my face
Where it seeks solace…
I love the way,
You graze my face
With the stubble of your chin
On unshaven days...
The contours of my lips
Tracing your throat
Those steady warm breaths
Caressing my face…
Yet I keep going down
To seek another place
And find more respite
In your loving embrace
So while you lie down
I nest on your chest
Sucking in peace…
I take some rest
Yet the lover in me
Remains unsatiated…
So I go further down
On a voyage of discovery
To find the ideal place –
A place for my face.
Lo and Behold!
I find it at last…
No – it was not to be
Your chin, your throat,
Nor your chest…
Yet, I find a home
For my face…
A nice, new haven
Soft and mushy,
Warm and slushy…
Searching and seeking,
I quench my thirst
Sipping you gently,
I satiate myself
And lying down there,
With the feel of your skin,
The touch of your bristles,
The smell of your sweat…
I snuggle off to sleep,
Comforted and cosy
In your heavenly place…
Indeed – It is a lovable place
To be deemed fit as:
The Place for my Face.
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Irrefutable Affection
Heavenly aura.
Scorching July air.
No lies told, no one to hate.
A peaceful godlike innocence, memories of grandeur.
The way that I held you, it's bliss was returned.
A connection exalted me.
No intentions of leaving.
No intentions of failing.
Inner peace was my deity.
And it would always shine through.
My selflessness still active, but I was proud of where I stood.
However, an invisible hourglass introduced me to my sickening fall.
And it's amazing how on that flawless day in May.
How the cardinals sang and the tree branch was the most uplifting place.
How the heat embraced me and kept my faith sustained.
And how I said that I loved you, and how that still has never changed.
poem by Aaron Lynn
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Motor Of Love
I Can't Get Over Your Love
No Matter How Hard Life Seems,
There's A Light In My Dreams
Thanks To You.
My Friends Keep Asking Me Why
There's Such A Smile On My Face,
There's A Home At My Place,
Thanks To You.
I Don't Want Anything From You,
Turn On Your Motor Of Love.
Motor Of Love, Motor Of Love.
Heavenly Father Look Down From Above,
I Can't Get Over Your Powerful
Motor Of Love.
I Can't Get Over Your Love
No Matter How Lost I Feel,
I Know My Love Is Real,
Thanks To You.
You Simply Reached Out Your Hand
And Touched Me Deep In My Soul,
I Came In Out Of The Cold,
Thanks To You.
I Won't Steal Anything From You,
You Give Me More Than Enough.
Motor Of Love, Motor Of Love.
Heavenly Father Look Down From Above,
I Can't Get Over Your Powerful
Motor Of Love.
There Was A Time
When I Was Down And Counted Out,
Well I Remember I Felt So Bad
I Nearly Threw Away,
Nearly Threw Away The Keys.
Motor Of Love, Motor Of Love.
Heavenly Father Look Down From Above,
Motor Of Love, Motor Of Love.
Heavenly Father Look Down From Above,
I Can't Get Over Your Powerful
Motor Of Love.
song performed by by Paul McCartney
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Motor Of Love Love
I cant get over your love
No matter how hard life seems,
Theres a light in my dreams
Thanks to you.
My friends keep asking me why
Theres such a smile on my face,
Theres a home at my place,
Thanks to you.
I dont want anything from you,
Turn on your motor of love.
Motor of love, motor of love.
Heavenly father look down from above,
I cant get over your powerful
Motor of love.
I cant get over your love
No matter how lost I feel,
I know my love is real,
Thanks to you.
You simply reached out your hand
And touched me deep in my soul,
I came in out of the cold,
Thanks to you.
I wont steal anything from you,
You give me more than enough.
Motor of love, motor of love.
Heavenly father look down from above,
I cant get over your powerful
Motor of love.
There was a time
When I was down and counted out,
Well I remember I felt so bad
I nearly threw away,
Nearly threw away the keys.
Motor of love, motor of love.
Heavenly father look down from above,
Motor of love, motor of love.
Heavenly father look down from above,
I cant get over your powerful
Motor of love.
song performed by by Paul McCartney
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The Baptism Of The 'One Worthy Of Love
Today, an Angel moves further down a path, Ordained since before birth;
Upon this day, we exalt with Her-and this magnificent mirth
Dwells all around us-evident in all that here, in this place, transpires;
This Baptism is wholly demonstrative of Heavenly Father's desires
And Empyreal Plan, for You, as well as His Beneficent Wants and Wishes, for You;
Thus, with this Baptism, Heavenly Father Lovingly relinquishes for You,
More and more of His Divinely Provident Love and Devotion, for You;
This day, whereupon there is a myriad of emotion, for You-
Know this, Angel of God: His love for Thee is boundless-
Though still, it does, and shall always and e'er, astound us!
Embrace this Blessed day, and all that are sure to follow,
As proof, that though You may feel less than whole, -closer to hollow-
Heavenly Father, and all His children, are here to indubitably show You
That: it has been our pleasure, and an honor, just to know You-
And be Blessed by, and through, Thine grace;
Think of this, Angel of God, whensoever the smile upon Thine face
May have want to alter from its Ordained visage:
Heavenly Father's True, Omnipresent Message,
Is that Thou art, by Him, and all His Children, e'er most Beloved;
Use this knowledge, to ensure that this prescience is ne'er removed;
This is Inspired Verity at all times, and in all ways;
You are always and e'er, held most coveted, upon all days;
Ne'er forget, 'One Worthy Of Love', Thine path is Divine-
As is the path of all His Children-included in this, is Mine!
poem by Maurice Harris
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