In the quiet of the night,
We find a truth profound: there are no borders in our souls.
No lines to mark where you end and where I begin,
In the vast expanse within, we are kin.
Our hearts beat in unison, a universal song,
In the dance of life, we all belong.
No walls can hold the spirit, no chains can bind the heart,
In the realm of the soul, we are never apart.
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It was 31st August,Two Thousand Fourteen
I was on a Quest, to get answers I was keen
That day, I boarded a Divine flight
There were stars twinkling in the sky that night
Who am I? Why am I here?
These two questions rung in my ear!
I too wanted Success, I wanted Happiness
But my life was filled with misery and stress
I had several Questions that I put to the test
......
As I think back on what took this squandered wanderer
To the nethermost pitfalls of hell,
Only the wickedness of mere existence can be adequate enough to delineate such misery.
A brute, stuck in a trap of one’s own making
With its stone walls, one’s lament echoes through the hallow chambers,
made of anguish & possibilities.
Shadows of what has been and what could’ve been,
Dance around to the cacophony of ones regret.
But what took this wretched man,
belonging to the heights of heaven,
......
Once I did not think
I needed any shepherd.
Someone else to guide me
And take me in directions
I might not want to go.
I did not make the link
Between life and the absurd,
Attempting to stay free
And avoiding all reflections
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These are heretical poems about God, religion, the Bible and the Christian religion.
When I Was Small, I Grew
by Michael R. Burch
When I was small,
God held me in thrall:
Yes, He was my All
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It was 31st August,Two Thousand Fourteen
I was on a Quest, to get answers I was keen
That day, I boarded a Divine flight
There were stars twinkling in the sky that night
Who am I? Why am I here?
These two questions rung in my ear!
I too wanted Success, I wanted Happiness
But my life was filled with misery and stress
I had several Questions that I put to the test
......
Once I did not think
I needed any shepherd.
Someone else to guide me
And take me in directions
I might not want to go.
I did not make the link
Between life and the absurd,
Attempting to stay free
And avoiding all reflections
......
When I was young I would lay in bed,
Look up at the ceiling, and talk to God.
I did not lay me down to sleep, not me,
I just talked to God as if he was there,
Knowing I was more than speaking to air.
But if you want to call it prayer, then do.
All I know is what I in darkness said
Came from my youthful heart and head,
And it matters not if you find that odd
Because my God was real to me, you see.
......
In the quiet of the night,
We find a truth profound: there are no borders in our souls.
No lines to mark where you end and where I begin,
In the vast expanse within, we are kin.
Our hearts beat in unison, a universal song,
In the dance of life, we all belong.
No walls can hold the spirit, no chains can bind the heart,
In the realm of the soul, we are never apart.
......
Beyond the limitless barriers of one’s mind, all doubts fade
Whispers of divine power chant a cosmic tale.
In Eden’s embrace, guardian angles weave with grief
What shall be destined, despite ones mistaken belief.
But, oh to believe
Its reflection illuminates the beauty of the divine with a glance,
Pierces the heart while within lies a sacred trance.
A gift of oneness
A power unseen
There’s nothing that one cannot find within
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