Showing posts with label pray. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pray. Show all posts

Monday, February 24, 2020

PRAY FOR HUMANITY




Cry for your family.
Cry for peace.
Hold your head high
and hope for a better world.
Pray for mother earth.
Pray for humanity.

Sunday, November 18, 2018

WE WAIT FOR THE NIGHT



We wait for the night,
dry from the sun,
weak to our roots.
We yearn for moisture,
petals limp,
stems drooping. 
We wait for the night,
for the moonlight
to ease our pain.
We wait for the dew
to quench our thirst,
to replenish our souls.
We wait for the sun
to lift its fiery head
and begin its daily ritual.
We are ready
to face the new day
with arms lifted.

Friday, July 6, 2018

EYES TO THE SKY



Light squeezes between the leaves.
Eyes to the sky serve me best.
Rays cast hot fingers on me.
Sun has passed its daily test.

The circle widens and deepens.
A place to while away the day.
I keep to its rounded corners.
A place I’ve come to love and pray.

Monday, February 12, 2018

MY DEAR SUNFLOWER


artizan3: “ paul caponigro ” MY DEAR SUNFLOWER Can you grow in the dark, Or do you need a light? I will see on a lark If you grow in the night. The light grows dim. Shadows take the day. I can see him, Standing up to pray. Your arms spread out...

paul caponigro

MY DEAR SUNFLOWER

Can you grow in the dark,
Or do you need a light?
I will see on a lark
If you grow in the night.

The light grows dim.
Shadows take the day.
I can see you,
Standing up to pray.

Your arms spread out wide.
Your face to the moon.
You never need to hide.
It will be the day soon.

Wednesday, January 31, 2018

IN THE NIGHT


by ehsan-safavie 

He comes in the night,
Ready for the fight.
He’ll slay us alive.
No one will survive.
His eyes burn blood red,
Gleaming in his head.
He leads The Dead right to me.
I won’t go on bended knee.
The creatures will be here.
Their footsteps are too near.
I bow my head to pray.
Let us live one more day.

THE DEAD GAME
Kindle
Nook

Thursday, August 17, 2017

MOON SHADOW


My favorite poem. I had to share it again.

 
 
MOON SHADOW

I live in the shadow of the moon.
I have grown and sprouted much too soon.
I will try with all my might
To live in the bright sunlight.
I close my eyes but yet I’m still here.
Sitting on a branch next to a pear.
My petals are white as snow
Because of this fact I know.
I will never be awake at day
No matter how hard I wish and pray.
For I live in the shadow of the moon 
And I’m slated to sing the nightly tune.

Wednesday, April 5, 2017

MOON SHADOW




MOON SHADOW
I live in the shadow of the moon.
I have grown and sprouted much too soon.
I will try with all my might
To live in the bright sunlight.
I close my eyes but yet I’m still here.
Sitting on a branch next to a pear.
My petals are white as snow
Because of this fact I know.
I will never be awake at day
No matter how hard I wish and pray.
For I live in the shadow of the moon 
And I’m slated to sing the nightly tune.

Tuesday, February 14, 2017

HAPPINESS



I’ve been dared to write a poem.
I sit here and I will show em
That I can write about bliss
But it will be hit or miss.
Happiness hasn’t been my friend.
On white wings heaven does not send.
I seek it every day.
A sneak of it I still pray
Will rain down upon me
Before I’m gone to sea.


Sunday, January 8, 2017

PRAY FOR ME



Pray for your coven.
Pray for the victims.
Pray for the town.
But don’t forget
to pray for The Dead.
For they will be coming to Oasis.
No one will be safe
from their wrath.
Hold onto your faith.
Flee for shelter.
For the demons of hell
will soon ascend to earth.
Flying bats.
Dark shadows.
Vampires.
Witches.
Demons.
Even humans.
They will take on any
and every form
to complete their task.
Trust no one.
Not your friends
or loved ones.
Hell will open up
and release its worst.
THE DEAD GAME
Kindle
Nook

Tuesday, November 29, 2016

HOPES AND DREAMS




HOPES AND DREAMS
Look up at the sky.
Hope for better things.
Pray for your family.
Wish for happiness.
Your hopes and dreams 
will lead you in the right direction.

Friday, August 14, 2015

OUR GAMES HAVE JUST BEGUN --- THE DEAD GAME ---PART 10



Take me to the forest.
Please show me the way.
I need to find the house,
Where the evil play.

Their games have us all trapped.
They have us in a bind.
We must release our shackles
Before it's hell we find.

The earth is giving away.
I'm slowly sinking into the ground.
To a god I must now pray.
I will soon be lost and never found.

My arms reach out to the sky above.
Nothing is there but green mist and fog.
I need help to get out of this mess.
I'm sinking into the squishy bog.

THE DEAD GAME




Thursday, April 2, 2015

MOONSHADOW



MOONSHADOW

I live in the shadow of the moon.
I have grown and sprouted much too soon.
I will try with all my might
To live in the bright sunlight.

I close my eyes but yet I’m still here.
Sitting on a branch next to a pear.
My petals are white as snow
Because of this fact I know.

I will never be awake at day
No matter how hard I wish and pray.
For I live in the shadow of the moon 
And I’m slated to sing the nightly tune.

Wednesday, January 7, 2015

PRAY FOR ME



Pray for your coven.
Pray for the victims.
Pray for the town.
But don’t forget
to pray for The Dead.
For they will be coming to Oasis.
No one will be safe
from their wrath.
Hold onto your faith.
Flee for shelter.
For the demons of hell
will soon ascend to earth.
Flying bats.
Dark shadows.
Vampires.
Witches.
Demons.
Even humans.
They will take on any
and every form
to complete their task.
Trust no one.
Not your friends
or loved ones.
Hell will open up
and release its worst.

THE DEAD GAME
Kindle
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Nook
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Monday, March 31, 2014

LA SANTA MUERTE


LA SANTA MUERTE


LA SANTA MUERTE  The female grim ripper rears  her ugly head in Oasis.  She was last seen in Mexico,  but she has re-emerged once again.  She is the saint of vengeance.  Her sister saints offer monetary  rewards and promises of love.  But she promises her followers to  provide vengeance for them.  They just have to sacrifice to her.  She stands with her skeleton body,  her crown tilted on side of her skull,  with her stick at her side.  She wants to control Oasis, Florida.  But first she must rid the town of any  other evil.  THE DEAD GAME

LA SANTA MUERTE

The female grim ripper, or the skeleton saint,
rears her ugly head in Oasis, Florida.
She was last seen in Mexico,
but she has re-emerged once again.
She is the patron saint of vengeance.
Her sister saints offer their followers
rewards of love and money.
But she provides her followers with vengeance.
They just have to pray and sacrifice to her.
She stands with her skeleton body,
her crown tilted on side of her skull,
with her tall stick at her side.
She wants to control Oasis.
But first she must rid the town of all
other evil beings.

THE DEAD GAME

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