This is our reality Like just before . . . Eyes shut, ancient Over here and now. But also dissipated Socially constructed truths That wither like Graffiti walls Color gagged toward their own creator. Tugged and pulled together thoughts Of unmitigated glory, wandering Senseless through the smog of Blackened candle wick Tossed upon the seas. Yet somehow, manage doth it To strike enough light, amid the acrid air So poets by the dozens Can begin to write their verses Portraying human emotions as Cool rivers, running atop cold mountains And warm days, running into hot nights. *********************************** Poetry by Rev Bola Animashaun (copyright April 2009 ARR)
Oh my God, how I love you You bring me flowers To brighten my day I sense the sanctuary Of your arms around my fears You spare no expense for my tears. Caressing my heart You forever hold her beat Your love flowing like a river Through her veins, down to my feet And I am no longer scared or petrified Electrified, I want to be with you forever To feel our holy spirits Melt into one...Oh master, Let me not dance alone, under the sun Seasons come, seasons go, but May I be camped forever, at your door Until the end of time.
And I know it will be worthwhile For as I watch you intently, My mind is renewed In spirit and in truth. Together we sit upon the glory bay Awaiting that special day When our lives are sealed as one United in heaven... My loving Master, who with a blink Brings broken figures back to light Whose sacredness is for all to share I can't stop loving you... No matter what I do Your divine hands Keep my spirit warm and clear Everywhere is special When you're there.
******************************************************** Poetry by Rev Bola Animashaun - aka Aartisans (copyright April 2009 ARR)