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Lady Wisdom

Mining through every mountain,

I sought her as precious gold

When diving into the fountain,

The fortune found was untold

Beyond my wildest desire,

No gold compares to her fruit

This lady refined my fire

Being worth my every pursuit

With complete pearls adorned on my dove,

She brings me unknown peace and love.

My dear is an immense treasure,

That brings polar wealth.

Also, comes radiant pleasure,

That soothes me to health.

O Lady Wisdom,

Because you’re no whore,

I want you increasingly more.

What would you change?

Lady Wisdom

Mining through every mountain

I sought her as precious gold

When diving into a fountain

The fortune found was untold

Beyond my wildest desire

Gold doesn’t compare to her fruit

This lady refined my fire

Being worth my every pursuit

Perfect pearls are adorned on this dove

She is obviously sent from above

As she brings much peace and love

My dear brings great treasure

She soothes me to health

I get immense pleasure

With another kind of wealth

With your beauty galore,

Nothing on this earth can compare

Lady wisdom I want you more

Because you are so rare

Ive got to work on the rhythm, but what do you think of the scheme. By the way its not actually about a person

Revised

Opinions?

Darkness is easy to see Walking in the Light

Now that the sun is shining down

It’s easier to see darkness all around

Even though my weather is now placid

The world is being soaked in acid

Directly there is a new confliction

Along with a freshly born affliction

Likened to existing in a hurricanes center

Watching others outside not able to enter

Winds are extreme beyond the eyewall

They are mean and only enthrall

Even in the storm’s core

Where wind blows no more

Not all is peaceful with silence

The seas are rough with violence

There is well-known future pain on self

When drowning under the ocean’s shelf

But watching another ripped by the tide

Is painful as well, I must confide.

Even though I’m prospectively well,

It hurts that others are torn to hell.

whats your opinion

Now that the sun is shining down

It’s easier to see darkness all around

Even though the weather is now placid

The world is being soaked in acid

Directly there is a new confliction

Along with a freshly born affliction

Likened to existing in a hurricanes center

Watching others outside not able to enter

Winds are extreme beyond the eyewall

They are mean and only enthrall

Even in the storm’s core

Where wind blows no more

Not all is peaceful with silence

The seas are rough with violence

There is well-known prospective pain on self

When drowning under the ocean’s shelf

But watching another overwhelmed by the tide

Is painful as well, I must confide.

When your light is starting finally start burning brighter again, after it was dimmed, and you start becoming a little more excited; Im gonna pray, but what else can I do to stay calm and humble?

Once, I was a shameless child,

Delighting in warm, sunny days.

Living pure and refreshingly wild,

Basking in bright spirited rays.

Then I began to mature and grow,

Hoping for a solid ground.

I wished for it to be covered in snow,

but this is not what I found.

I spent all the days in my juvenility

Unable to understand the gist.

I still managed through with great vitality,

Even though weather brought a mist.

With the newly accelerating dense fog,

I was so blind I couldn't see.

Along with the hampering and confusing smog,

I lost all of my youthful glee.

My childhood days were now in evanescence,

While a dark storm began to brew.

I was developing into a murky adolescence,

When the cold rain soaked me blue.

I felt the worst of any imaginable pain,

As I trembled in agonizing fears.

The storm was now a level 5 hurricane

Known as the worst in umpteen years.

With “worldly” advice I had built my home,

But the foundation was sand.

The furious winds left me naked and alone;

Forced into a dreary land.

When the tempest did finally start to ease,

The cyclone came to its demise.

I collapsed wearily to my shaking knees,

Tears streaming from my eyes.

The weather then surprisingly changed,

As stars began shining bright.

I no longer had feelings of being estranged,

As a man walking in the light.

So, I now know it to be true,

The calm indeed comes after the storm.

I’m thankful for being subdued,

Because by God I’m now reformed.

I had reclaimed my childhood heart,

That now was beating in the soul of a man.

I was given a brand new start,

And that’s where the journey began.

Once, I was a shameless child,

Delighting in warm, sunny days.

Living pure and refreshingly wild,

Basking in bright spirited rays.

Then I began to mature and grow,

Hoping for a solid ground.

I wished for it to be covered in snow,

but this is not what I found.

I spent all the days in my juvenility

Unable to understand the gist.

I still managed through with great vitality,

Even though weather brought a mist.

With the newly accelerating dense fog,

I was so blind I couldn't see.

Along with the hampering and confusing smog,

I lost all of my youthful glee.

My childhood days were now in evanescence,

While a dark storm began to brew.

I was developing into a murky adolescence,

When the cold rain soaked me blue.

I felt the worst of any imaginable pain,

As I trembled in agonizing fears.

The storm was now a level 5 hurricane

Known as the worst in umpteen years.

With “worldly” advice I had built my home,

But the foundation was sand.

The furious winds left me naked and alone;

Forced into a dreary land.

When the tempest did finally start to ease,

The cyclone came to its demise.

I collapsed wearily to my shaking knees,

Tears streaming from my eyes.

The weather then surprisingly changed,

As stars began shining bright.

I no longer had feelings of being estranged,

As a man walking in the light.

So, I now know it to be true,

The calm indeed comes after the storm.

I’m thankful for being subdued,

Because by God I’m now reformed.

What can be worked on?

i once was a child

Enjoying warm, sunny days

Living pure and wild

Under bright brilliant rays

Then I began to grow

Hoping for a solid ground

I wished for it to be covered in snow

but this is not what I found

Everyday in my juvinility

I could not understand the gist

I still kept great vitality

Even though weather brought a mist

I became lost in dense fog

and so blind I couldn't see

Because of confusing smog

I lost all my youthful glee

My childhood was now in evanescence

And a dark storm began to brew

I was going through adolescence

When the cold rain soaked me blue

I felt the worst of any pain

as I trembled in agonizing fears

The storm was now a hurricane

The worst seen in 80 years

I had built a home

on a foundation of sand

So, I was now all alone

In a dark and dreary land

When the tempest did finally ease

And the cyclone came to its demise

I collapsed wearily to my knees

As tears streamed from my eyes

The weather quickly changed

And the stars were shining bright

I no longer felt estranged

As a man walking in the light

So, I know it to be true

That the calm comes after the storm

Sometimes it takes being subdued

To truely be able to reform

Please critique how I could make it better.

I once was a child

Enjoying warm, sunny days

Living pure and wild

Under bright brilliant rays

Then I began to grow

Hoping for a solid ground

I wished for it to be covered in snow

but this is not what I found

Everyday in my juvinility

I could not understand the gist

I still kept great vitality

Even though weather brought a mist

I became lost in dense fog

and so blind I couldn't see

Because of confusing smog

I lost all my youthful glee

My childhood was now in evanescence

And a dark storm began to brew

I was going through adolescence

When the cold rain soaked me blue

I felt the worst of any pain

as I trembled in agonizing fears

The storm was now a hurricane

The worst seen in 80 years

I had built a home

on a foundation of sand

So, I was now all alone

In a dark and dreary land

When the tempest did finally ease

And the cyclone came to its demise

I collapsed wearily to my knees

As tears streamed from my eyes

The weather quickly changed

And the stars were shining bright

I no longer felt estranged

As a man walking in the light

So, I know it to be true

That the calm comes after the storm

Sometimes it takes being subdued

To truely be able to reform

I once was a child

Enjoying warm, sunny days

Living pure and wild

Under bright brilliant rays

Then I began to grow

Hoping for a solid ground

I wished for it to be covered in snow

but this is not what I found

Everyday in my juvinility

I could not understand the gist

I still kept great vitality

Even though weather brought a mist

I became lost in dense fog

and so blind I couldn't see

Because of confusing smog

I lost all my youthful glee

My childhood was now in evanescence

And a dark storm began to brew

I was going through adolescence

When the cold rain soaked me blue

I felt the worst of any pain

as I trembled in agonizing fears

The storm was now a hurricane

The worst seen in 80 years

I had built a home

on a foundation of sand

So, I was now all alone

In a dark and dreary land

When the tempest did finally ease

And the cyclone came to its demise

I collapsed wearily to my knees

As tears streamed from my eyes

The weather quickly changed

And the stars were shining bright

I no longer felt estranged

As a man walking in the light

So, I know it it to be true

That the calm comes after the storm

Sometimes it takes being subdued

To truely be able to reform

do you?

I once was a child

Enjoying warm, sunny days

Living pure and wild

Under bright brilliant rays

Then I began to grow

Hoping for a solid ground

I wished for it to be covered in snow

but this is not what I found

Everyday in my juvinility

I could not understand the gist

I still kept great vitality

Even though weather brought a mist

I became lost in dense fog

and so blind I couldn't see

Because of confusing smog

I lost all my youthful glee

My childhood was now in evanescence

And a dark storm began to brew

I was going through adolescence

When the cold rain soaked me blue

I felt the worst of any pain

as I trembled in agonizing fears

The storm was now a hurricane

The worst seen in 80 years

I had built a home

on a foundation of sand

So, I was now all alone

In a dark and dreary land

When the tempest did finally ease

And the cyclone came to its demise

I collapsed wearily to my knees

As tears streamed from my eyes

The weather quickly changed

And the stars were shining bright

I no longer felt estranged

As a man walking in the light

So, I know it it to be true

That the calm comes after the storm

Sometimes it takes being subdued

To truely be able to reform

I once was a child

Enjoying warm, sunny days

I lived pure and wild

Under bright brilliant rays

Then I began to grow

Hoping for a solid ground

I wished for it to be covered in snow

but this is not what I found

Everyday in my juvinility

I could not understand the gist

I still kept great vitality

Even though weather brought a mist

I became lost in the dense fog

and so blind I couldn't see

Because of confusing smog

I lost all my youthful glee

My childhood was now in evanescence

And a dark storm began to brew

I was going through adolescence

When the cold rain soaked me blue

I felt the worst of any pain

as I trembled in agonizing fears

The storm was now a level 5 hurricane

The worst seen in 85 years

I had built a home

on a foundation of sand

So, I was now all alone

In a dark and dreary land

When the tempest did finally ease

And the cyclone came to its demise

I collapsed wearily to my knees

As tears streamed from my eyes

The weather quickly changed

And the stars were shining bright

I no longer felt estranged

As a man walking in the light

So, I know it's true

That the calm comes after the storm

Sometimes it takes being subdued

To truely be able to reform

I once was a child

Enjoying warm, sunny days

I lived pure and wild

Under bright brilliant rays

Then I began to grow

Hoping for a solid ground

I wished for it to be covered in snow

but this is not what I found

Everyday in my juvinility

I could not understand the gist

I still kept great vitality

Even though weather brought a mist

I became lost in the dense fog

and so blind I couldn't see

Because of confusing smog

I lost all my youthful glee

My childhood was now in evanescence

And a dark storm began to brew

I was going through adolescence

When the cold rain soaked me blue

I felt the worst of any pain

as I trembled in agonizing fears

The storm was now a level 5 hurricane

The worst seen in 85 years

I had built a home

on a foundation of sand

So, I was now all alone

In a dark and dreary land

When the tempest did finally ease

And the cyclone came to its demise

I collapsed wearily to my knees

As tears streamed from my eyes

The weather quickly changed

And the stars were shining bright

I no longer felt estranged

As a man walking in the light

So, I know it's true

That the calm comes after the storm

Sometimes it takes being subdued

To truely be able to reform

Would this poem be good or bad for them?

When you were torn

From your mothers womb

You were born

Ready for a tomb

Through every birth

Comes certain death

Your deciding factor on earth

Is your use of living breath

Its hard to live with a blindfold

That covers your eyes

And easy to to be put into a mold

By a world full of lies

Is you seek than you shall find

A life that is worth choosing

And when you don't know you're blind

Life is utterly confusing

When you were torn

From your mothers womb

You were born

Ready for a tomb

Through every birth

Comes certain death

Your deciding factor on earth

Is your use of living breath

Its hard to live with a blindfold

That covers your eyes

And easy to to be put into a mold

By a world full of lies

Is you seek than you shall find

A life that is worth choosing

And when you don't know you're blind

Life is utterly confusing

this is a rough draft I just popped off, whats your reaction?

Do you think apostle paul was more happy or sad or in between? I ask because people seem to think that if you have the holy spirit your going to always have the fruit of joy. Could be true for a lot, but for those of us who see the state the earth and its people are really in, have a hard time being always joyful and are more inclined(whether we show it or not to groan and mourn). Besides serious, what do you think the personalities of the apostles were like?

Are you the

unborn living

torn dead

asleep singing

deep in bed....

We have light

Key collections

use your sight

choose resurrection

if you do

take that seed

make it grow

learn to heed

yearn to sow

Here are some sections of a fairly long writing that I have a lot of work to do...Do you like and get the idea?

How do I open up your locks

to get inside your tool box

Yours seems better than the rest

So id like to put your tools to the test

I wish to just try

Hope I dont over pry

To where you can no longer turn the hatch

and upon up your hatch..........

When I see your tools inside are genuine

only then will I also think the box is fine.....

And with an open lid

Please make sure all of your screwdrivers are hid

Because I have my own personal collection

and not every section is perfection

So if I accidentally damage your most valued tool

Please dont pull me from under my stool

Pulling out your philips head

saying screw you, I wish you were dead.....

I tried to never evaluate your tool capacity with a measuring stick

to judge the outside of your box would make me a dick.

Here is just a little section, who else rhymes like this.

Take that seed

Make it grow

Learn to heed

Yearn to sow

We all have a light

and Key collected

Use your sight

Choose to be resurrected.

Ever run through a dense patch?

Getting out with a huge scratch?

Did the thorn in your side

Cut you deep and wide?

Making it hard to hide

that you got swept with the tide

How do you heal a scar

that took you from having the light of a star

and all who your are

down to feeling like your stuck in the tar?