STRANGE FIGURE

Showtime, the strength of a manSomebody saw him talking to a treeAnd they heard the whisper of a soundAs the man who had the strengthSpoke one word HeThe tree that was with his sound, one word HeIt became a hope of a flowerAnd they said to themselves, how could this treeBecome a huge flower? Such a strange figure

Showtime The Power Of Sh-sh

ShowtimeHe shew thou the power of Sh-shIf they dare to stand up for themselvesThey would get defeat by the Sh-shShowtime, he said, who dare to defy the LordCome out, face me, and slay who falls on the groundNo one would come out, face him, oh, they were afraidBut one woman just came out, and they

Lighthouse (A Collaborative Poem)

Image by J. S. Klingemann from Pixabay This is my second collaborative poem that I wrote with Joy from the Yellow Brick Ave. Joy’s section is in blue and mine is in grey. Our first collaborative poem (Selah) that we wrote together was started by Joy asking me to collaborate the poem with her and

I am always with you

Image by Evgeni Tcherkasski from Pixabay Don’t give up,I am right here, always.You called My Reference;The Miracle Creator,You called, you called, and you called,Even now, the Miracle Creator, thatYou call, you call, and you call,Because you wanted Me, and always stillWanting Me, and I am loving, I am. ©️ Ismael Mansoor

A GOAL DOESN’T NEED THE LAZY

Image by Tumisu from Pixabay Study, work, dost not be lazyThou sayth that thee will study hardProve it to thyself, work hard, be strongOh, show thine self with thy talentsGenius, wonderful, no one can close their mouthJaw wide and open and you see what is in themTongue, everything that is the muscle inside themEach layer

Understand the feelings?

Image by Okan Caliskan from Pixabay The feelings are it, hmm, well, it is difficult to answer, oh I know heyHow could ye control thine feelings, keeping them in checkYe cannot abandon thine gratitude, or else, ungraceful would pop inIt is important to tell thyself how thee must controlThou choose that you unconsciously want to

What’s up with my head

Image by Gordon Johnson from Pixabay The world, the world, he shoutsA man with suits lands on from the airYe think ye are here to stop meThe man with suits confronts him the one who shoutsThe world, the world, what’s with thine headShut up, stop itLet us be done, repeat, let us finish what we

Witness and protect

Image by chiplanay from Pixabay Father, I praise ye with thine name’cause thou art my role modelMother, I also praise ye with thine nameFor thou birth me to this life Son, ye are such a blessingDaughter, ye are a sacred one that will birth a baby one dayShould not thou be a waste one to

He Who Loves You

Image by S. Hermann & F. Richter from Pixabay He who loves you does not command Himself to force youWake up, the sun is waking all the timeAnd the moon appears and disappears all the timeHe who loves you does not command Himself to change youFate is a time that is for the course of

Be Fresh

The Devil says to a woman in her soul,“Why do you pray to the Miracle Creator?”And she replies, “When I go to sleep,He wakes me up everyday.” © Ismael Mansoor I wrote this about three years ago