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The way

Contributed by olasunkanmi on Tuesday, 24th December 2002 @ 01:00:00 PM in AEST
Topic: ChristianPoetry



whispering whispering along the river side
murmuring murmuring down the cross-road
I stretched my auditory nerve on errand
my name was on lips
my phalanges on the globe
toesing like a huntsr
but my heavenly perfume was perceived
like in the midst of a tutorial
I saw tired lips
unheavily legs begging to be moved
smiling faces received me
deceit in the air
despite I heardthe hiss of serpents
far,far away
my chest was light
mind changes mind
I flow in a flower of speech
In the gathering of foes
chanting to see my glory ebb
right on cyclonics the wind storm echo
loosing grip that am in a coat of life
tinny with the flesh of the lamb
HE in me is more than the tin dead deceiver
breathing under His feet
im sending wind to suite
moving in trace of devolution
i have THE WAY
what i need as my strength





Copyright © olasunkanmi ... [ 2002-12-24 13:00:00]
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Re: The way (User Rating: 1 )
by OreO on Tuesday, 24th December 2002 @ 01:07:20 PM AEST
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I myself am not a religious person but the way you layed this poem out is beautiful....i like the last lines where it says I have THE WAY what i need as my strength.....thanks for sharing this one my friend it has a good message behind it and it's full of hope and inspiration....
.:*~*:.OreO.:*~*:.


Re: The way (User Rating: 0 )
by Former_Member on Saturday, 28th December 2002 @ 02:03:13 AM AEST
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unpollised, but it sounds a lot like what i used to write. you have a good feel for the words and a tallent for wirting.




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