Poems about God
Love’s Images
Driving home, my mind took a detour;
thoughts became some other place;
the road, ahead, had become obscure;
my attention, captured by a face.
I couldn’t actually see such a face;
it was merely a thought on my mind;
it was more of a shadow or
Shrouded In Mystery
What is this substance we call reality;
is it bricks and mortar; flesh and bone?
Will its existence, desolve into finality;
or, is it a home for God, alone?
Does a physical universe really exist;
always been; devoid of beginning?
As, so many among us, often persist;
Shadow Of Self
Shade is caused when something blocks light;
creating the darkness, of a shadow;
that darkness translates to a form of night;
appearing as a shadowy meadow.
Shade is a form of diminished reality;
blocking the very Light of day;
Light shining through, restores normality;
guiding our path;
Scrapbook Of Memories
Time is the purpose of all pretense;
cataloging pictures of joy and infamies;
past history, chronicles all events;
all found in the scrapbook of memories.
Why is it, that we are obsessed with past;
doesn’t today, provide enough worries?
Must all transgessions, forever last;
with evidence
Recycling Reality
Some think that man invented recycling;
making some garbage become reused;
whatever man does, is merely a trifling;
an ill-fated attempt, by light, diffused.
For all, consists, and is limited to energy;
constantly changing, purpose and display.
Consciousness compresses all by synergy;
thought creates a new dawn;
Carried By The Wind
We are all just elements of dust;
blowing, softly in the wind;
each seeking a future to trust;
not knowing where to begin.
Not mindful of a future or past;
newly created for the earth;
we know the present won’t last;
but, today is a
Tears
There’s nothing like them, in all the world;
crocodile tears; filling each eye;
eyes filled; love’s beauty, unfurled;
all happening, whenever you cry.
We think we are sad whenever we cry;
but that certainly isn’t all true;
most men resist it; they’d rather die;
than
The End Times
We’re in a world where truth can’t abide;
where evil claims the mantle and crown;
soon, there will be no more space to hide;
evil’s tides will make this world drown.
Unfortunately, very few people possess vision;
understanding, what’s going on;
evil takes
