Is Poetry discovering on its last standing ?

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Spaces were given by divinity
As was so it will be
Who can escape the space of God ? 
When its space is touch and held
We is in our heart but who am I
 but the space when  i take of 
Am I He-- me or I did not care
He is a body   but who am I?

Some may think hostilities but I say love alone, soul and body, end.

Play it again Sam?

The gangs weren’t interested 
Love of money was he whole
And in between an ambush 
For no reason but snake hole
Even if it bit its own tail
Liken seven virgins’
Bomb of their own kind
Depart no they simply worship
Anything to quake a response 
Turbans jokes and jocks
That went boo then dead   
The whole of lines, bones on bones
Could not even, sibilance
For none was true bone of my bones
Dead man’s bones healed nothing
( head, brains, heart, even no  feet, )
As the night lined it lost his way
All give to the joke and fire
Of their own fire-raising 
There the house went deep
An ambush of all ambush
Unsuccessful for love’s sake,
Was never first but another stroke (last)
They worshiped; so was their King
 they were given, over to  what 
for what head?
'Play it, Sam'?

After looking around at them with anger, grieved at their hardness of heart, He said to the man, "Stretch out your hand." And he stretched it out, and his hand was restored. Mark 3:5

He looked around at them one by one and then said to the man, "Hold out your hand." So the man held out his hand, and it was restored! Luke 6:10

Anonymous · Accepted Answer

Some will misuse the function of words to confuse, yet a few want to trumpet the beautiful words 
of the Spirit so we come into a purified state of being, The Spirit of God  gathers us to sacred blessings, which produce honest living, as beings who truly look to Divine Grace to counsel, teach, and guide us.  And in this we learn a purified language, the one which sanctifies, cleanses, clears our hearts and minds, so that all the barriers vanish. Connecting us and opening us into realms where the beauty of life refreshes us.   One verse which is so poetic to me is this one containing the prose of promise, secure sanctum, a sanctuary, for those looking for new ground to stand upon!

"For then will I turn to the people a pure language, that they may all call upon the name of the LORD, to serve him with one consent." (Zep: 3:9)

As our inner being realizes the beauty of this our lips will sing with a pureness, that will create such life, that all, who dew, will stand in awe... for God truly is He who performs His Best in the hearts, who are being refined, and coming ... as we become willing in spirit to be taught those teachable prose... our hearts will come to know such beauty and rest, divine agape love will abound, refresh us with such provision; our words will take on new meaning and have meaningful purpose.   This beauty of language began and ends with Jesus Christ who gave us The Word; scripted in us for our new beginnings... and Genesis!

AS our lips are purified, our hearts are too!  And I love this wisdom from Above, that will see to it that His language  will f*unction* in us with pureness... for those who love His words create Life, not death, restored!

Isaiah 44!

Thomas · Answer

Anyone to write with this passion about the name our Lord and Savior
Jesus Christ deserves an A for effort.    I am no expert, but I used to write
quite long poems.  Until I started writing and editing, and re-writing, many
often told me they didn't quite understand.

SKITTZO · Answer

No,poetry will evolve the same as we do.

Shazy · Answer

What a pile of biblical ranting $hit this is on this page! 
Try getting real! 
Rambling is not worth reading! 
I'm chronic bipolar and you are all more mentally ill than I am!

Floogins · Answer

"Is Poetry discovering on its last standing" makes no syntactical sense. I can't tell what you're asking or saying. Nice try with the poem, though!

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