LIFE IS IMAGINATION

LIFE IS IMAGINATION

Don't put me in your little box

I was meant to rise to the sky above

don't trap me in your reality

I put no limitation on myself

In poetry I soar the seven seas

I imagine things when not on knees

My thoughts are wild and free

I created my world to be what it be

I live on earth but thoughts travel high

I am the God and there's no need to lie

you cant take my word and recreate me

I am  light, I am love, my thoughts live above

When I close my eyes- all kinds of thing

worlds you've never dreamed off is within

I seen other planets and contacted moons

travelled on spacecrafts with sonic zooms

the trees and lakes of life is my creation

and all it takes is a little imagination

Mythical_Poet

SOMETIMES I WONDER

SOMETIMES I WONDER

Sometimes I wonder whats the point of this

then I remember to never give up

cause I got this gift and it saved my life

the gift is poetry and shes my wife

whenever im down I express my self

I am the God with pen in hand

I pour my thoughts on clear white sheets

then I remember to never give up.

LIFE'S LIKE THIS pt 1

Life's likes this- you come and see

and be all you can be

and you take what you have

and turn it into something

LIFE'S LIKE THIS pt 2

Life's like this- you let it go

to get some more

and you keep giving thanks

and it will come to you.

LIFE'S LIKE THIS pt 3

Life's like this- do what you must

but cope with the stress

and get the job done

cause you got to survive

GET IT GOOD

Get it good friends- life is hard

ain't no way to say it but life is hard

life not fair we know that's true

the question is; what will you do?

When you get this truth you will sail smooth

let it go and accept the truth

that your life is hard 

ain't nothing you can do

for everyone else the same is true.

TELL THE TRUTH

tell the truth and tell it all

everyone hustles great and small

everyone works, everyone plays

live and learn- these are the days

THIS FOR 2013

THIS FOR 2013

2012 a few hours to go, 2013 a few hours to come

this for 2013 may our dreams and hopes be seen

this for 2013 and success is what I mean

2013 will it be just another year

I wait for 2013 with thanks that im still here.

TRIP TO THE ISLANDS

How can life be what you want it to be? Some days are happy, most days are
sad, few days are angry, some can be mad, no day is the mood too much to
handle. No words can express this feeling of my heart, no experience can
equal in height. This is like a picture of writers block squeezing my heart
for comfy words, squeezing my brain but nothing came, I huff and puff
to write some stuff- a picture is really worth a thousand words.
A gentle stranger took me by the hand and memory never failed.

My trip to the Bahamas was one I will always remember as long
as I live. Nature left me breathless, she hugged me with a thousand kisses and
spoke sweet things to my ear, the very life of me she nourished.
What have I been missing all my life? Why have I hesitated to make
my move? Time has been calling me to come and dance but I turned
by the road most travelled by. I wasted it all just to watch her
walk through the door. My tears are bitter and sweet.

The sunset is beautiful. She whispers to me saying "if I could have
you heart, we would never be apart". But I refused. I turned
away and said to her another day. I lived my life by the rules
and played the game called fear. I stayed at home
even though I never wanted to. Dont cry for me cause I
wasted it all in my younger years, I shed so many tears.
The truth is I kept my distance because I feared. I feared myself and
choices untold. But choice is that voice calling you to chart roads untold

Now this is all I have of a memory, just a picture of my passage through the
halls of time. The beach called my name from where I stayed and I
leaped to the rescue. A lone traveller carries zero with him, miles
away from home where no soul knows me, all by myself with nature
as a friend. What a friend she is. I never married but now shall I
take my vows from where I sit, where the coconut trees are tall and thick
like some long necked creatures familiar to my travels, more like tall
sticks but very elegant and curvy.

 I could live here forever if time permitted, but no man can. Is this
a dream? Walking these shores im forever young. Now time is moving
now she is racing, no longer do I wait. Had I stayed out of the sun more
just another day, I wonder the outcome. Im thinking thoughts of joys
that kill. This is real life, how it should be. Not like sheep and zombies
rolling around on four legged creatures chasing worthless paper!
The sun falls gracefully until it is no more only to rise again in an endless
cycle. I could stare at it forvever and perhaps go mad. I must be
 mad cause I abandoned the highway of sanity and rational living for
a wild and carefree solitary existence.

Now I can rest from my weary life of constant toil of buying and spending
of borrowing and lending, of saving and earning and worrying and the
disease of debt. Oh how did I get here? A gentle stranger called
me out from slavery to freedom. I must be mad or perhaps not.
We spoke at first some years ago, I heard his voice as clear as snow
a comfort voice, a  comfort thought he brought. He said "get up and go
go far away. I will show you where to go". So I went and never came
back. I became a ghost for no soul has ever seen me again.
This is paradise. This is heaven. And I dont have to wait. I am
no longer dead but infatuated with beauty and serenity.
It is ironic, the blessed irony. Ive travelled home to sanity
the masked irony- no more to wander.

It is the flow of life and it never ends like a river it is deeper and
thicker, it was always there, I never had to, searching was a waste
of time. We're just wasting time. Cause I never loved her the way
I wanted to, having to run to find what was not lost. Now I there is no
place better than here. Its ironic that life is funny and time is a
clock that ticks life away, second after second and
day after day. She is forever, never desert or forsake.
But wisdom will call so give ear and have no fear for the
rest is still unwritten.

I am the painter with brush in hand, I am the poet line after line
listen to this picture I am trying to paint and draw your own.
Standing here I can hear, hear her more clearly than ever.
She is right beside me. And always was. She never left me
but I chose the road most travelled by- the road to hell
and that is the problem. Now night is crawling upon the scene he is
tired and needs his rest and I must do the same so I say my goodbye
but no for long, closing his eyes he bids me do the same

There is always another day for some and not for others.
Cause life is not guaranteed said the philosopher. It is all useless
Dont be too good and dont be too bad. Live your life and enjoy
of saving and earning and worrying and the disease of debt under
the sun while it shines because you wont be young for too long.
The only thing a man can do is eat and drink and be merry
with the useless life God has granted him. It is okay. Go ahead
Cause naked we came and naked we shall return
and what good is life if you dont enjoy it.

And we reap what we sow cause karma is a judge that works without
pay and there is no difference between the good and bad, the evil and
the just. Everuthing happens for a reason so be carefull how you live
And the camera of life is always rolling you only get one take,
one shot, one kill. Hence make it count. We take one more breath
to the last and one heart beat away to eternity. Dont be afraid!
For now I understand. Perfection is a road filled with potholes of
mistakes and obstacle. Failure is success turned inside out. Life
starts everyone with C- even the ones who score A
There is much ,more for you to do, dont be slave to the game
called fear. Got a mind? You must use it. Understand
theres alot more on the other side and we dont have to run
we dont have to hide.

THOUGHTS

My poems belong in the Bible with king David
thats why I keep them. Africa runs in my blood
I cant erase the history. I am my ancestors- I have their DNA
and I'll never stop writing till inspiration goes away

They called my name and protect their own. A
child of Africa I am. No matter how far I go I cant forget
my history, constantly reminded of what and who I am
ROYALTY.

The spirit of truth guides me, comforting my way,
this energy full of truth
I hear him, he speaks, he tells no lie
I am a first fruit, im not my own.


Friends cannot travel on my journey
I am not like many, I am a son, a child of the most high
you may not say what I say and do what I do
nor can you see else its given to you.

You cant go where I go, I walk a different road
a peculiar creature I am. Let the shaking come
let it have its full like due rains falls on me
and quenches my thirst, I prayed rain and now am wet.

THE IMMENSE KARMA

THE IMMENSE KARMA

The irony of things, the great disappointment

You that are wise- hear the words of this poem, 

which is a parable great

whoever owns an ear must listen to these words

these thoughts are mighty and large, and before my time

let him who is deep and rational overstand them

I tell the truth as an innocent child among children

I declare my own innocence this day- do not be caught

In what are the mysteries of life, who can overstand the

meaning of existence- I tell you my mind in a parable.

There were seven people who could not agree on a thing

The first two did not beleive and did what they pleased

Three more beleived but in partiality on a thought,

being one foot in and other toes out. The next one beleived

in full, did his duty and layed down to rest.

The final one, the seventh one, beleived with all his mind

and heart and soul but did nothing and so gambled

on the thing unprepared.

Here lies the mystery, disaster appeared in the sky to

test the perfection of the seven saying who shall survive 

this test? With both hands he came to the first two and 

found them asleep and lacking, but because they had 

no fear they escaped and were left unharmed.

Following he arrived to the home of the partial three

and found no root so he uplifted them completely

and went his way.. He went to the single and found

him asleep and ready so he passed him on to the next.

Now to the final, the seventh child, woe to him.

He beleived the thing but was over zealous without

proper knowledge of himself- he too was removed

and destroyed.

Here is wisdom. Know thyself. Know what thou knowest

and walk in all humility in every doing under the sun.

The first two were no fools, for as they did, they knew

as they new, they did, in what they pleased.

The other two lacked proper knowledge and

knew not their own ways so the wind of disaster

took them out.

The sixth was complete and after he loved

he also rested and went to bed on the seventh hour, he

had all he desired because he did the work and made

his plans long before disaster arrived. But to the seventh

'the perfect one', he overprepared and was cut down

before his time as faith without works is a dead thing.

Let him who owns an ear to hear, hear! And let wisdom

know the truth for himself because no one can tell this

for no one knew the day nor the hour, not even the seven.

WATCHERS ANTHEM

WATCHERS ANTHEM

We see the dangers, we watch the game

we hear the music, and know its near

We want to shout, but who shall hear

they're all asleep and thats a fear

they want us killed, the alien race

securing votes they hold their place

I see and know their call has gone

the 12 tribe list is not that long

12 times 12-just hope the best

the force is here and thats the test

Watchers everywhere lets meet as one

lets raise the level to come up strong

lets shout the news, prepare a path

hide in nature from the masters wrath.

Poetman 1

WORD NINJAS

WORD NINJA (last poem 4 the year 2012)

My mind lives everywhere and anywhere

way too many ideas for one lifetime

I had to write or perhaps go insane

that's just how it is with me, this gift

this my life I express in words my own

maybe ul read me when im long gone

but im just a thinker, a watchman, a bard

the thoughts just come, not very hard

yet some things cannot be written

naa you wouldn't understand

so silence is the best weapon in hand

Its not my will, im doing what im suppose to

Before you ask me why I majored English

take a second or so to reading  this

English is bliss and creativity in one

Now ask me how many poems ive birthed

or how  many stories ive penned

how many thoughts Ive composed

and how many ideas left to dig

Then look at me like a word ninja

tearing up syllables like splinters

then go question those scriptures

a peculiar people-words like pictures

Before you ask me why I majored English

give thanks for the songs of interest

the hits of singstress, words of poets

say  thanks for sacred words on tablets

Before you ask me why I majored English

Mythical_Poet

MY SKILL

MY SKILL

Nobody knows my skill

my rhyming skills

nobody knows my name

a poets name

Nobody knows my origin

neither do I

Nobody knows my struggle

I wonder why

Nobody knows me

cause Im not seen

except my poems

they know who I am

Im unsigned and unknown

I chose this way...

im good, a poet with skills

my verbals flow with thrills

like rivers

this gift is given and mine

I pen the nicest poems ever

but nobody knows my skills

Nobody will know, until im dead.

PoetMutabazi

STREETS PRONOUNCED ME DEAD

STREETS PRONOUNCE ME DEAD

The streets pronounced me dead cause Ive never been ahead

The streets pronounced me dead so I hustle hard instead

The streets pronounced me dead go tell him what I said

The streets pronounced me dead and Ive never been ahead

Im just starting to hustle im making money so im in trouble

the streets pronounced me dead, Im not used to the struggle

Ive gone from zero dollars to making tens of thousands

now I want more cheese how will I ever manage

The streets pronounced me dead becuz im not from here

im used to having things given, now I come prepared

Cause once you make this money theres no turning back

you get addicted but still the streets pronounced me dead.

The streets pronounced me dead cuz I never lived it

I may have walked around on feet but I never filled it

I make my money corporate, proof on my certificate

better play it safe 4 life im not desperate

PoetMutaba

LONELY DAYS

LONELY DAYS

My lonely days are the best days
days when I'd talk to the mirror
Its so lonely and slow as time fly's
but I was formed from dust and yet
My lonely days are the best days

Days that I would stroll solo
no cares in the world,myself and I
then why are my lonely days so shy
I walk the lonely road by and by
there's no other way-I walk alone.

Mythical_Poet
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MEDICINE IS GOOD

MEDICINE IS GOOD

Medicine is good, medicine is bad

some medicine I wish I never had

Medicine can kill, Medicine can cure

Not all medicines worth fighting for

The house is burning, burning down

the tenants are crying, crying frowns

the peoples panic and pray for cures

not all medicines worth fighting for

PoetMutabazi



Because I desire eternal life and peace with God
the sacrifice I make is to let my ego die and
allow humility to reign in my life. Humility is the
only way to attain what I seek-- the good

PoetMutabazi


THE MYSTERIOUSNESS OF THIS INSIDENESS

Smiling all the while, happy as a child
singing soothing songs, bubbling bounties long
giggles that I feel, wondering if its real
then comes crashing down, smothered by a frown.

 This chemical reaction bursting brains to fractions
stomach walls eroding and butterflies exploding
mouth steady running, pockets empty spending
then comes crashing down, smothered by a frown.

YOU ARE SPECIAL TO GOD

YOU ARE SPECIAL TO GOD

you are special to God all the time
you are original no one like you
you are unique and valuable- a pearl
you are worth alot to HIM-the world

Other people may think not much of you
God thinks you are extremely wonderful

You may think God couldnt love you so
but HE -Christ died to let you know

You feel alone, forgotten and forsaken
take him at word and open your heart
then in time your  love will grow
He doesn't love you cuz you loved him, no!

He dont love you cuz of what you do
he loves you cuz he created you
others may not think much of you
but surely your heavenly father do

Hes been watching you all the time
helping you as much as you allow him to
you are Gods work of art, a masterpiece
he wants you to make him your centerpiece

So why resist his love any longer
call him in and let him win
Jesus wants whats best for you
blessings in every area of life its true

God desires the genuine all the way
he doesn't like to force, you're free
to accept him or reject him is up to you
stop waiting on him, he waiting on you.

Whatever you decide always remember this
God loved you and wants your happiness
you are original and cannot be replaced
he payed the price, so dont let it waste.


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Inspired
PoetMutabazi

INSPIRED

INSPIRED

Every hand can do a thing to earn a living
Anyone who does nothing will never get something
Every man has a skill he can use at will
so he can see all he made and say "it is good $$$"
A truth we reap what we sow thats the way it go

so if you dont sow you'll have nothing to show
Its not rocket science- just plant a seed
we all have something for someone in need

Happy Sabbath

HOW I HATE SIN

HOW I HATE SIN

Its like poison all you need is to swallow

Its like pleasure all you need is a touch

Its like pain but all you want is more

its like medicine except its not the cure

how I hate sin her smell is nausiating 

her charms consuming, there is no fighting

but I fight sin, im not lying

though its tempting, im not stopping

Sin is elusive, destroying always recurring

never ending 

how I hate sin, sin in me

how I hate sin, sin in others

it leaves me mourning, always sighing

but I fight sin, im not lying

I seek perfecting myself each day

im hoping she would go away

but she never will so I stand my guard

though to resist her blush is very hard

but I know sin, I know her very well

its tempting, but dont fall for her spell

sin is danger and its all around

watchout might just go under ground

how I hate sin, sin in me

how I hate sin, sin in others

but im nevr giving in, i'll keep fighting

just to keep up righteous living

cuz sin will never get the priviledge to know me

will never be a victim to her sorcery

she strikes her blow, I strike two in return

every seeking always trying to learn

Cuz sin is corrupting, soul salvation spoiling

keeping people locked in, shacked in chains of sin

I keep on avoiding the presence of sin

I keep dodging anything with sin

but sin is everywhere its so scary

the music, the moviez, church or school

on television on radio its all around us

lord help us all!

Sin has entered the home, found a seat at church

shouting halleluia while sitting on her perch

I think im paranoid, sin I cant avoid

sin got two feet and two hands

and dresses nicely in suit and tie

sin is so bad she makes us think  we cool

we smile at the mirror but its she who rules

to talk about sin I havent even begin, sin, sin is in

Sin is in fashion, she wears the latest fit

all she asks is just a little bit

How I hate sin, lord knows,
sin is evil, and evil it shows

sin has to end there is no other way

whats in the dark will be revealed one day

Sin is a germ that leads for the next

I chose the good nature, I dont want the bad

I chose the light features, I dont want the dark

Sin is all around, how shall we escape

we need the blood of Jesus to keep us awake

Better be Christ-like and come back resurrection

than be poisoned by sin, her terrible infection

Mythical_Poet
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A POEM FROM NOWHERE

 A POEM FROM NOWHERE

What blissful sabbath ended the moon
antennas of joy flying ka bloom
tempers resting weary hands and feets
until next light in our eyes to meet
A kiting day and thrillers play meek
what blissful sabbath ended the moon.

Mythical_Poet

NOT MANY FRIENDS

NOT MANY FRIENDS

I don't have alot of friends,

I only have my pen, I only have my poems.

I don't have alot of crowds, I Just have ME.

I dont know why I am this way, I only have ideas,

I dont know why I walk alone, I only have God.

I know its not right but Im only left-handed

I don't know why, why I wish to change.

Its strange, I know, not many friends,

I only have my pen, I only have my poems

I dont have alot of crowds, just I and I !

Im a freak and fully aware of this fact

That somethings wrong with me ,

And I dont know what.

Mythical_Poet

21 Nov 2012

FROM THE HEART (PSALMS)

FROM THE HEART (PSALMS)



Dear Lord here's my prayer to you

please forgive me of my deformities
I know im not perfect I dont rejoice
but Father save me in your kingdom
I dont want to burn in the hell fire
I say prepare me for heaven day by day
im forgetting the world, me, my soul and I
everybody's preaching a different Gospel
but there's only one truth, one life,one way

and no matter what happens make me firm
I know you love me help me to accept this.
Cuz you know I belong to you dear God 

Im pleading for my own soul alone

Let me into heavens door,give me a pass

Maybe I dont deserve it, what have I done

except believed at age nine when I heard

I went down in water even from childhood

years later I received the holy spirit

Ive been with you from the very begining

I know the truth and try to abide in it

not by my strength but by your own power



Dear Lord I know and feel the end is near 

but im your own child and afraid of hot fire

what will happen then to those who fear not

if im afraid of hell and live a decent life

what about those who dont and live bad

just dont send me to that place God please

I struggle and pray while on my knees

cuz that place is real and so are you.



Dear lord Im praying for my very own soul 

let me verify my relationship with you now

you said you love me and I beleived its true

you called my name and I heard your own voice

cuz if you love me then Satan hates me

you want to save me but Satan want to destroy

cuz he hates whatever you love and made

Ive never done anything big for your kingdom

but you know my heart and it is pure

then dont turn on me and deny me eternal life.

Dear lord curse the day of my birth Ive said 

cuz this life ain't the place for me lord knows

still Im patient and endure year after year

and smile tears and joys all the long while

And can I be blamed for how I found myself

circumstances of life cards Ive been dealt

I came into this world to discover its hard

It wasn't my fault I was born nor did I choose

but believed in you first when I heard the news





Make me to still beleive let me not loose faith 

and make me stronger daily with your full grace

I heard the good news of sweet hope and life

so Im not condemned cuz I believed in Christ

at nine years a child what did I know of life

except that its painful and full of woes

from a child I knew this and believed in you

Cuz im young and still beleive in you

The whole world needs to believe in you

you are the only hope for peace and love its true.

And when you come in a second we shall changed

and be caught up with you forever to be together.



Mythical_Poet

SOLVE THE RIDDLE

SOLVE THE RIDDLE

Oh Mr. Babylon your time is a decimal

Cut and clear all the hidden criminals

Handcuffs and bars cannot hide Gods truth

crack and cocaine cannot keep down the youth

poli and tricks is not a cereal you mix

Jehovah lives forever like the earth needs a fix

Israel is a sheep that forgot her home

it started in the East, she was punished to roam

Only time will tell who the real ones are

it will end in the east which is not very far.

Mythical_Poet

16 November 2012



I DO.

You have to KNOW that you're a child of God.
Nobody can tell you if you're SAVED or not.
You have to be confident and ready

Im glad I gave Jesus my life at nine years of age
he is really holding me down, will not turn from him.
I encourage everyone to do the same. Get to know Jesus.

Walk with him, talk with him, live for him, write to him
Live a pure and holy life and let him fill you with joy.
There is no time to waste. I am not ashamed of Jesus Christ.

2012 (Short Poem)

2012 (short poem)

Thank God who kept me alive to see this year

I know 2012 ain't the end of the world no fear

but I kid you not its the beginning of something

don't know what it is but I feel it in my soul

Im not sleeping anymore Ive awakened to life

See I cant really explain, very little evidence

but my best poems were born in 2012,no coincidence

My energy fluctuates like a light going dim

I have to ask the lord what really is happening

The whole world the spirit world there is a shift

Like a river tide must stand firm or else I drift

Ive written more this year than any year before

don't know whats coming but somethings coming 4 sure

and there's no time to doubt you have to believe

get oil to trim our lamps or we wont receive

Im being cleansed pure and washed all the time

Im becoming wiser and stronger in my inner mind

Sitting on my balcony chillin and holdin a meditation 

Woe!For what is coming will need lots of preparation

Mythical_Poet

2012- the year of my poetic inspiration (strange)

GOD KNOWS YOUR PAIN

GOD KNOWS YOUR PAIN

God knows your pain.

He knows how hard you have to work to make ends meet

He knows all the sorrows of your life

He knows YOU better than you know yourself

He knows your past & he wants to shape your future

He knows you didnt chose to come to this world

to experience pain and misery and heartache

so he sent Jesus to offer you a better place

but only if you want it, cuz he cant force it on you

He knows that you get tired of life sometimes

He knows when you cry and nobody sees why

He sees you when you hide the tears away dry

He knows all your questions before you even ask!

He knows. He knows your pain.

He knows that this present system is evil. Evil!

He knows that you want to live and have the best

He knows that you try and fail and try again

He knows. He knows everything.

He knows that his perfect picture was messed up

He didnt want you to know the evil, the evil one

Whats worse, he knows that you have to make a choice

He cannot decide for you life or death, but he waits.

He wants you to walk with him, to talk with him

separate yourself from the wine of this evil system

dont drink the wine and the pleasures of sin, dont

Dont celebrate with the world in parties and songs

Dont indulge in the enticing pleasures of lust, please

no matter how good it looks or feels, its a trap, a deadly 

Dont do it. Young women must be pleasing to God 

walk decently and dress decently, like daughters of God

Take off the earrings and the lipstick and be Holy

Stop enticing vulnerable young men with your beauty

its a gift from God and you will account to him how you

used it. Young men dont follow such women or you will

lose your light and crown.

God knows your pain, you hate to see things people do

You isolate yourself cuz you think nobody understands

God understands. Jesus understands. Heaven understand

The everything in your life that is going wrong, he knows.

So what if you never live in a 50 room Mansion

So what if you never get to travel the world

So what if you never get rich and famous

All these things people chase without God in the mix

All these things make people do the meanest things

Dont sell yourself for riches and wealth

Dont abandon the truth for a earthly life 

When you wonder why evil prospers and looks good

When you see the unrighteous living lavishly

Dont envy them, you dont know how they got there

Dont envy the pop stars, dont envy the dance-hall

Dont envy Hollywood, dont envy the music videos

the bling bling and the flashy lifestyles, envy Jesus

Seek ye first the kingdom of God and his righteousness &

all these things shall be added unto you.

All these things is not bling bling.

Cuz life is hard and its not your fault

God says he will never leave you or forsake you

Give Satan a fight for his money

Stan for truth and fight the good fight

When you feel the pressure coming in just remember

God knows your pain

When you cannot find the school fees, remember

God knows your pain

When you cant find money for groceries

God knows your pain

When you cant find a job, yes, God knows your pain

He is coming back to end your pain

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Mythical_Poet

THE GREAT HIJACK

THE GREAT HIJACK

Theres a story of a Carpenter who built a ship in the middle of
nowhere.This ship he made perfect and magnificent in the sight of his wisdom.The tool was so beautiful that everyone who passed by wondered at the image saying, "what a beautiful craft".Soon a foe entered the nowhere with his followers and took control of the ship. He called it "my ship" and sought to change the ord...

er of the ship by sailing in another direction--the direction of somewhere.
One day, while sailing in the direction of somewhere, a storm developed.the storm was so terrible the ship began to shout at the

Pirate saying, "captain steer your ship and stop the storm". The Pirate said, "the ship is safe". It so happened that every-time the ship spoke the words, the captain repeated the same. A point came when the ship was breaking to pieces, now the people said, "captain steer your ship and stop the storm!". Suddenly the carpenter appeared in the middle of nowhere and said
"Give me back my ship". Together with the peoples they threw the foe off the ship along with his followers and into the water and that was the end. The ship then landed to the shore, where
All the people shouted "the Master of the ship had returned".

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THE STORY OF THE BUSINESS OWNER

THE STORY OF THE BUSINESS OWNER

There is story of a scholar who had the idea for a business.
He had this idea and created this business into a well profitable
establishment. Money was coming in from all angles and he grew

 rich.his workers grew richer too because of the profit from the

 business.A point came when the business grew so large that he

 did not know what to do with all the money. Then people would 

come to him from far and near

to buy his goods; some with all the money, some with little money
and some with no money. He said to the ones with all the money
"here take what you want!". He said to the ones with little money
"add some more before you get knowledge". But to the ones
with no money he said. "Sorry come back again".

Then one day an Elder came to his establishment and said,
"sir, do you remember that idea you had"? The man said, "yes"
I am taking it back, this day you will loose your business
because you have been ungrateful. The man cried bitter becuz
he was extremely rich. But the people with no money rejoiced
because of the wealth given to them. "Now you are poor like us"
they shouted". So all the peoples were now equal and happy
So it will be with those whom
God has entrusted with much, but give nothing back.
For by wealth many have been deceived and prosperity caused
many to corrupted hearts, even those of the faith.
But there is something for the poor, always

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NOTHING IS WHAT IT SEEMS

NOTHING IS WHAT IT SEEMS

All the confusion is illusions
Ive come to accept the fact that

some thoughts cannot be written
like words thatl' neva be spoken
some ideas too deep to mention
but time is always wide awake

Actions speak louder than words
and words they are only spirit
then the clock ticks away life
tick toc,tick toc he jumps astray
yo we cant wait for life, oh no
its like a movie no place to go.


God be blessed 4 the gift of poetry
I promise that is my only family
that said, nobody really knows me
except a friend I hav call'd poetry
At times I want to run away
then exchange my confusion 4 poetry.

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ENDLESS POEM RAIN ON ME

ENDLESS POEM RAIN ON ME

Lord God Ive not spoken to you in a while
Im sorry, I got distracted a bit by life
So I try again after months of neglect
that you commune with me & make me set
I know yur eternal spirit lives in me
so I cannot fall, I just got  lazy,

All day  draw me closer to you I say
& keep my feet straight on the narrow way
I use to pray  to hear ur voice
but I took my eyes off and got cold

you give grace to the humble and broken
like a endless poem you rain down on me

4 I agree I only get as much as I ask
now I feel your presence in my heart,uwuu
when you draw near its like chills in the air

Times you visit at night im without speech
and when you hug tears fall like raindrops
Lord dont let my eyes off the prize

So draw me closer now to keep me  wise

When I asked for rain t'was rain you gave

now endless poem rain on me

set me free, set me free

walk with me Lord take me higher
like fire my endless poems you inspire.

 

Mythical_Poet

13th November 2012

 

 

FROM THE HEART (PSALMS)

FROM THE HEART (PSALMS)

Dear Lord here's my prayer to you
please forgive me of my deformities
I know im not perfect I dont rejoice
but Father save me in your kingdom
I dont want to burn in the hell fire
I say prepare me for heaven day by day
im forgettin the world, me, my soul and I
everybody's preaching a different Gospel
but there's only one truth, one life,one way
and no matter what happens make me firm
I know you love me help me to accept this.


Cuz you know I belong to you dear God
Im pleading for my own soul alone
Let me into heavens door,give me a pass
Maybe I dont deserve it, what have I done

except believed at age nine when I heard
I went down in water even from childhood
years later I received the holy spirit
Ive been with you from the very begining
I know the truth and try to abide in it
not by my strenght but by your own power


Dear Lord I know and feel the end is near
but im your own child and afraid of hot fire
what will happen then to those who fear not
if im afraid of hell and live a decent life
what about those who dont and live bad
just dont send me to that place God please
I struggle and pray while on my knees
cuz that place is real and so are you.


Dear lord Im praying for my very own soul
let me verify my relationship with you now
you said you love me and I beleived its true
you called my name and I heard your own voice
cuz if you love me then Satan hates me
you want to save me but Satan want to destroy
cuz he hates whatever you love and made
Ive never done anything big for your kingdom
but you know my heart and it is pure
then dont turn on me and deny me eternal life.

Dear lord curse the day of my birth Ive said
cuz this life aint the place for me lord knows
still Im patient and endure year after year
and smile tears and fears all the long while
And can I be blamed for how I found myself
circumstances of lifes cards Ive been dealt
I came into this world to discover its hard
It wasnt my fault I was born nor did I choose
but beleived in you first when I heard the news


Make me to still beleive let me not loose faith
and make me stronger daily with your full grace
I heard the good news of sweet hope and life
so Im not condemned cuz I beleived in Christ
at nine years a child what did I know of life
except that its painful and full of woes
from a child I knew this and beleived in you.
Cuz im young and still beleive in you
The whole world needs to believe in you
you are the only hope for peace and love.
And when you come in a second we shall change
and be caught up with you forever to be together.



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POEMS OF SATURDAY

CONFESSIONS

U think I wanted this- I wish I was like everyone else

social, more down to earth and trendy, more to the crowd

instead I talk to myself and shy from the crowds

a recluse by nature like Emily Dickinson.

Always been like this- was always a quiet kid

who never had much friends except one or two

im not mean, im just me, im not selfish but I tend to be

Im so afraid of myself Id rather lock myself

for what its worth its for my health.

My short term memory is not so good.

 I get hungry and then lose appetite. Everything is slowed. 

Last night feels like last week. Cant remember a week ago. 

Im in a zone with a kick of dopamine

 I get occasional highs like a chemical erruptions 

bursting in my brain.

Its all pyschologic, I have a disorder

Im lazy Im depressed im a mess

No motivation for nothing

except eating and sleeping

Im weak, im weak, wont shave my beard

then I write poems that give  much relief

Im telling you im not normal nobody listens

im telling you somethings wrong with me but you wont see

im tryna tell you in my poems but nobody hears

im telling you why im left handed and that its all psychological

Its obvious I'll never fit into this world, I make my peace

help!

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I HEARD THE OLD VOICE CALLING
STAY FOCUSED OR ELSE I'M FALLING
THERE'S A REASON IM IN THIS PLACE
ITS ALL ON ME TO WIN THIS RACE

THE WORLD HAS TO HEAR MY STORY
THAT'S THE REASON I WRITE IN POETRY
OH HOW HE PLACED THAT GIFT IN ME

TO PUBLISH, GOD IS SO PUSHING ME

CUZ,

MY LIFE CHANGED WHEN I WAS SEVEN

ONLY MY PEOPLE WILL GET THIS POEM

I KNOW ITS MY DUTY TO SHARE IT

FOR MANY PEOPLE HAVE TO HEAR IT

 

 

SANDY

I saw Sandy soaring, sailing to our shores
she,curiously counting & climbing in chores
wild & wet this woman, my moods upset
looks like a touch down drama I'll regret

Sandy go back home nobody wants you here
And see Im losing money cuz of you I swear
while you make few rich-- many stay poor

Its time you leave we dont want you no more.

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