Trrinity Circle

The Father Son and the Holy Ghost
Lately
Pesters me to post.
To oblige I must comply
Circle the trinity thrice
And prophesy!

spirit the spoken words out of sweet air
Extract an essence of something rare
Bottle it with care and courtesy kind
Thanks father, who boiled and canned my mind.

Circle the trinity thrice
Beg forgiveness
Bring out the oil
Annoint his holiness

Girls hearts are best preserved
In Heartlessness
Though I'm not sure should it be heart-ness-less?

Circled once
Circled twice
And thrice
Men dream
And plan and plot like mice
Swat! Ouch that hurt!
Sweet Jesus why?
Daughter the devil bites in yonder fly.

Discard the apples of bitten sin
Cry up a Niagra of tears within
And bless your trinity, circle it thrice
And don't forget that the devil lies.

Where is the devil dear father, I ask
Is he in the apple or in the drunkards flask
The Son is only the latecoming brother
Father do you not have another?

The Holy  Spirit of the Ghost
Trades my sin
For a bit of His flesh and blood
You win entry to heaven child
Forget your questions
And find your faith
Suddenly the devil seems angel
And the Ghost the wraith!

In kindness I believe
In sorrow's humility I seek relief
In faith in compassion I forgive
Both you and me
Deserve mercy.

The fair devil was God's creation too
He aspired to best his role model divine
With which
Any father should be fine
You tell us to love our prodigal sons
And then banish your own
To eternal damnation.

We have faith in forgiveness  humans do
But Heavenly Father,
The sun of Eternity sets
When Can You?

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Rain Clouds are Not White 2

Ajit Sripad Rao Nalkur I have tweaked with it head thumpingly!  :)

Rain Clouds are not White (take 2)

Rain Clouds are not White

The battle of being free in vastness begins
The cast is set
Battalions of grey armor clad clouds drop
Freezing rain
Rust gold and crackling silver stems creak and create space
And landmines explode on heaven's baroque floors..
The stars have disappeared
Like cornered angels they
Weep his fall
Who striking ground
Straight
Leaps up
Longing to be Lucifer
Once more
God's beloved..
Icarus stripped
Sheds molten wax the lava of lustful pride of course if
Wanting to be God is a crime
And meeting as equals
Denied
What say you Son of God
Seated upon the right?
I think the Thunderous  roar of the ousted and put in place
Those suddenly thrown out of grace
These beaten back demons
Howling in torture the night
Of the Fall poor devils
Pounded upon the forge
Transformed by endless barren pain
Mallets and anvils
Beating their brains
To submission
from barren bested beings
Defeated demons of darkness
Beaten and refined
From sublimation
Came Rebirth
Adamant Resurrection
reborn  earth angels
Masihas of mercy
Through forever with
Licking their own wounds
And gnawing upon miseries of rejection
Showing no preference
Having no need to trouble
With deference
Destiny's deification and edifices.
The bright  saviors of joyous mercy meted to all with lustrous irreverence. 
The fall irrevocable
The breach unreconcilleable,
The divine ordinance
unconscionable
Led to rise
Irreversible...

These titans white knights of blackness liberated
Have now escaped
Escalating the steeped time cliffs of delight
Lashing their whips of tumultous light
Not
Beaten back demons
Tonight
Howling in torture
Angels of Annihilation
And Reformation
Rebel Rousers
In  rhapsodic rapture.

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(c) Amrita Valan 2014