Miraquill
John 15:16
Ye have not chosen me,
but I have chosen you,
and ordained you,
that ye should go and bring forth fruit,
and that your fruit should remain:
that whatsoever ye shall ask of the Father in my name,
He may give it you.
© HolyBible
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claralynne 23w
Old Soul
Time stretches.
Eternity.
I've been here before.
Deja vu.
Here once again to find myself.
Lost until found.
One soul.
One love.
One universe.
I'm getting closer.. I feel it in my heart .
Seeing glimpses of light when the whole world is drowning in the shadows.
Trauma tricking minds.
Vibrations and Frequencies.
Resonating.
Flying.
Soaring in the sky....
Only the shadow of my wings on the ground as I glide amongst the clouds.
I dance with the sun.
Rising above.
Spreading love.
Discovering Divinity. Immortality.
A warfare of souls among us.
Fighting in the dark.
A mother that is Earth.
Desperate for an army that brings fire to the shadows.
An old soul that is Chosen...
This is my last chance.
I've been here before.....
©claralynne34 1 5
Why does God take good people away?
Because there's none in heaven.
©popo_smile4 1
Chosen
Ignored & Rejected by People.
Loved & Chosen by God.
©sharls_glad6 0
mrspectacular
51w
CHANGING HISTORY
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Stephen Everton is a chartered accountant. He nags his wife, Stella for the whole day lamenting about the state of things in the country. She wishes there is a way she could get him to stop but unfortunately there seems to be none available as he goes on everyday wearing her out with his complaint about the country and how he would do better with the country alone than all the politicians have done together since assumption of office. He queries that the politicians do not know the first thing about rulership and for that singular reason have no business being in leadership. 'They are only there to enrich themselves and fill their pockets with people's hard earned money and when asked, they give us the story of that is how it has been since the day of our father's father's fathers. Why can't they be the ones to change it? Why must they continue in such untoward legacy?', Stephen queries Stella almost in a manner that would suggest she has a hand in the country's predicament but she is just as concerned about the country as her husband but there is nothing more she can do but hope and pray that things change for the better.
'Calm down darling', Stella says pacifyingly. 'At some point in time, they will realize what they are doing is absolutely balderdash and turn a new leaf. I do not want you killing yourself over this because there is really little or nothing you can do about it. So please just calm down okay?'
Stephen takes a look at his wife and with a smile, he plants a kiss on her forehead. He wonders how he did get so lucky to be paired up with someone as amazing as Stella in his life's trip on Earth. The Evertons decide to keep calm while praying and hoping that someday, somehow, the narrative would change for the better.
One wonderful night after a little funtime with the kids and some alone matrimonial with his beautiful wife, Stephen retires to bed for the night. He would not expect what would happen the next morning but would be really glad that it happens. Resting in his bed for the night, he gets into a dream,
'Good morning, Your Excellency. How are you today? You have a meeting with the minister of Finance in an hour from now. Another with the minister of Budget & Economic Planning and one in the evening with the general cabinet, Your Excellency'.
Stephen nods his head with a smile, 'Thank you my good man. Where is the first lady?'
'Oh, I was told she has gone for a drive around the city. She should be back before you are done getting ready sir'
'Okay, you may leave so I can get ready', Stephen asks the Presidential Butler very courteously. The butler thanks President Stephen and with a bow, takes his leave.
In an hour's time, he is done with his bath and just as he is coming out of the bathroom, his wife returns from her drive around the city.
As she enters the bedroom, he flashes a smile and she waltz over for a hug.
A few minutes later, the first family walks out into the open hall all dressed and ready for the day, the children are sent off to school while the president and first lady prepare for the retinue of meetings scheduled for the day.
When the first meeting begins with the Minister Of Finance, he is surprised that the President has called such a meeting with him alone instead of in-cabinet but it is only to prepare him for the cabinet session which would hold later.
'I have called you here today because I am about to call for a cabinet meeting and the topic to be discussed is within your purview'.
'It is an honour Your Excellency'
'Yes, we are cutting expenses. All those unnecessary allowances from this day stops and anyone caught embezzling money would be beheaded because we cannot have such unruly characters living on the lives of a thousand people. One man alone eating the money meant for five hundred people? No'
'That is a great idea sir and it is sure to ensure even distribution of resources.'
An orderly informs the president of the arrival of the rest of the cabinet for the scheduled meeting.
'That is great. Please have them come in'
The entire cabinet is caught off guard with the news of the cutting down but President Stephen cares less about their greivances positing that if they are comfortable with it, they can leave office for people ready for the task.
A few of the cabinet members relinquish their offices feeling distraught over the decision while many uphold President Stephen's standpoint cheering him on with statements such as,
'This is our president'
'We believe in your government, Mr. President'
'He is the president of our dreams' and lots more.
Acknowledging the cheers, he stretches out in his bed and wakes up in the process. Surprisingly, something feels different. He checks his watch to discover it is the first day of his country as an independent. Could it be what he thinks it is? Of course it is, he has gone back sixty four years in time with his entire family. They are now the First Family. Taking the chance, he decides to change the history of the country for the better.
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©mrspectacular5 0
True Meaning
So many years
Then so many tears
Remember you're loved ones
As they fought for their piers
I have flashbacks of the goods times
Before they lived short
A real person never gives up
Until your Life colours like Art
At least you had a heart
Unlike some other people
Who doesn't get the meaning of living
So They become blinded and evil
©shayne3669 0
alsyniarico
60w
Read More#teardrop #journey #flow #chosen
#iconography #wod
@mirakee
@writersnetwork
Clasping vehemence imbued cuenco
Exclusive chair and a half in marks of cul-de-sac
Ravel of notions in the form of bubbles wafting
Near is the membrane of abyss inundated with angst
Crawling are the metaphors
Envy of imperforated cadence repudiated to outstretch
Draping the frailty of bizarre pervaded abysmal still vindicated
Mass of hunch lashed dialectically halfway
Out of the blue, overlooked fleck but whimsy, pranced
Gliding through eyelashes, at last my tear drop fell
Into the cuenco and i could not stop
Because it was the last bubble left
And that is how i let that image
Evocated down as a free verse
©alsyniaricoThe Fall Of A Tear Drop
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Chosen
Never be proud of being chosen
Feel shame even you are optional for them..
©plaintive_tears17 0 1
Life is singular
And you , peculiar
O' darling mate
Grow not it late
Enjoy every moment
Forget the past torment
Sometimes it drains
Yet the bliss rains
The meadows of love
O' lovely Dove
Are to be grazed
Standing mazed
At God's grandeurs
Mystical powers
Cried out of pain
End it now O' man
Let breezes sway you
The spring blossoms you
Summers glisten
To make you listen
The winter's cold
Grow you bold
Watch the honeycomb
Built how is this glorious tomb
The little creation teaches
How to climb upper reaches
Never give up on your goal
Tested be your whole
Perseverance bears the fruit
Laurels there to loot
Going that extra mile
Crossing the river Nile
Shall success seek you
Chosen such but are few
©iam_rose71 27 20
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siddiqua_
How have you been?
Mjhe bhool gye na - iam_rose @siddiqua_ tum ne hi bhula Diya
- siddiqua_ Naa aisa nhi hai
- iam_rose @siddiqua_ aesa hi toh h
- siddiqua_ @iam_rose nhi na dear
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anyelia
104w
The Griffin
She buried her face in his feathers. Around her, the wind whipped through her long, unkempt hair. Below them, the world rushed by.
It was a dangerous world down there, filled with strangers and monsters, but here, on his back, a thousand feet in the air, they were safe.
He was a griffin, tall and handsome, with a head and wings of soft brown feathers and hind legs covered in even softer cat's fur. He was the one who had watched over her all these years, ensuring she was fed and warm each day. Why this noble beast had decided to take in a weak human child, she had never thought to ask, it was just the way it had always been.
She went where he took her, he waited for her before he left. At night, she slept under his wide wings, during the day the two hunted lesser beasts for their dinner.
He bucked suddenly. Once, she might have fallen due to such a maneuver, but she had long since learned how to hold on to his bareback, and her body twisted with his as he made his sudden turn.
She looked over his wing, to the ground. Strangers pointed guns into the sky, tracking their movement with the laser sights.
He rolled in the air, dodging another round of shots, pulling out of the spin with the beating of his wings.
As they climbed, she drew the spear from her back, adjusting the grip in her hands.
The strangers shot again. She could feel the heat of the energy weapon as the bolt flew past her, grazing her cheek but missing its target.
He crested in the air, turning his beak down, toward the men, tucking his wings back, locking her in place. They dove, careening out of the sky, his clawed forelegs extended, her spear extended before her, the wind screaming out of their way as they dropped.
The strangers scattered, shouting words she did not understand in panic.
Not all of them moved fast enough, he catching one, she another. He pulled them out of their death-defying dive at the last minute, extending his wings and angling up again at the last moment, dragging their prey's bodies into the air with them.
Back at cruising altitude, they dropped them, letting the deadfall back upon their remaining comrades.
Those comrades were shooting wildly now.
He dodged them easily, weaving through the flurry of energy blasts and traditional bullets.
The two dove again, picking off another of the strangers.
Apparently, that was enough for today. The remaining strangers turned and ran back to their distant city.
Why the strangers challenged them, she never understood. Without wings, they stood no chance against them. Even with their strange weapons, they never managed to harm the two of them. And they didn't seem to have any interest in their territory. She'd never seen them eating the meat of any of the beasts they hunted here, and she couldn't think of any other reason they might want the plains the two of them had claimed as their own.
She returned her spear to its bag on her shoulder, standing on his back to watch the strangers run. She liked to ensure they had properly left when they ran. Once she hadn't, and they had jumped her in the night. It had ended okay, but it was not an experience she wanted to live again.
He brought them up to one of the great structures that dotted the plains, a great pillar of metal, glass, and stone. She leapt from his back to stand at the edge, watching over her home with a smile. He nuzzled up beside her, wrapping one wing around her shoulder. She returned the gesture, wrapping an arm over his neck, holding him close.
In the distance, a city glistened gold and crimson, the setting sun lighting it from behind.
Another day, perhaps, she would go there and find out why the strangers came to her lands.
Another day, perhaps, she would find out why, although they looked like her, they did not fly through the skies with their family.
Another day. Perhaps.
He nudged her again, crooning lovingly.
She smiled and patted his neck, turning and following him to their nest. But not tonight.
©anyelia3 0
Morning tunes
Humming comes like waves
Closing my eyes to feel presence
Humming become Life-thread
I see Her waves turning itself in
Humming hums away
I feel blessed to be the chosen one8 0
SPECIAL
The only thing I want is to feel chosen, to feel special ✨
©pensational_mogh4 2
- pensational_mogh @sakshigore ❤️
- pensational_mogh @sakshigore You're always special❤️. Aani mee kadhich naahi badalnaarA
Chosen
have you ever looked at a person;
and feel heart broken?
and have come up with a reason;
that you will never be chosen
©acepoems7 1
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rhidamkapoor_fanpage
Nice
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In the middle
From low to high the shades are different. Grown from unlike diversities leaving a trail from different origins. Bridges that have been torn down and rebuild. For the winners who were made to triumph to the losers who bend to those will. The slips and slopes between the living and the dead. To gain or to lose is the ultimate question that's been waged from all timelines and era's. Subjugated by freewill is the legacy chosen by most but to rule is always a passion hidden in the soul. For we are the wants and needs to our demise and control.
©bearlogic6 0
Friends
Those who are our lifeline as well as those who bring trouble in our life, those who fight with us as well as for us, those who are our family we ourselves have chosen.
©anushreesaxena_14 2
Ultimately the most
meaningful freedom in
your life comes from
YOUR COMMITMENTS,
the things in life for which
You have chosen to
SACRIFICE.
©_muskaan71_5 0
You not chosen
Though you have chosen me to listen to your words but still I am not in category where you can express yourself.
©lekhiki15 2 1
- unsung_story Well written,do check out my latest post, and if u like it do follow my account
- sapna2019 Lovely
unknown_alfaaz
162w
तेरे संग ही जीने के सपने बुना ,
हां मैंने तुमको है चुना |
Wanna dream to live with you,
Yes i have chosen you.
©pravesh_dayri15 0 1
chaosdarling
167w
Read Moreyou are my chosen one. that is never the one allowed.
@mirakee @writersnetwork
#life #chosen #forbidden #unloveYou Are
Fallen across
what the soul
wants to bear.
Living behind the
barriers of
love and fear.
You are my almost,
still you always
make me
in tears.
©chaosdarling11 1
- sumaira0616 Hey!!!that looks like transparent mobile cover.and no mobile inside how did you captured this selfie????
