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  Jan 2016 Natalia mushara
phil roberts
Protected by a suit of dreams
And armed with a smile
He came out of nowhere
And went his own way

Seemingly believing nothing
And walking in no-one else's footsteps
He follows no rules without reasons
But he knows right from wrong
And he knows that's what matters

In a world of easy hypocrisy
Where compassion is stifled by fear
And belief is a reason to hate
To hate and destroy other beliefs
He goes his own way

                              By Phil Roberts
ɨ.

O' ɖɛaʀɛst ʀɛaɖɛʀ, ɦath tɦօʊ ɛʋɛʀ ʄօʊռɖ a ʟօʋɛ tɦat ʍaɖɛtɦ tɦɛɛ աɦօʟɛ;
I ɦatɦ.

ɨɨ.

O' ɖɛaʀɛst ʀɛaɖɛʀ, ɦatɦ tɦօʊ ɛʋɛʀ ʄօʊռɖ a ʟօʋɛ tɦat's ɮɛʏօռɖ sɨʟʋɛʀ aռɖ ɢօʟɖ;
I ɦatɦ.

ɨɨɨ.

O' ɖɛaʀɛst ʀɛaɖɛʀ, ɦatɦ tɦօʊ ɛʋɛʀ ʄօʊռɖ a ʟօʋɛ աɦɛʀɛɨռ tɦօʊ ċaռst staʀɛtɦ ɖɨʀɛċtʟʏ ɨռtօ քaʀaɖɨsɛ;
I ɦatɦ.

ɨʋ.

O' ɖɛaʀɛst ʀɛaɖɛʀ, ɦatɦ tɦօʊ ɛʋɛʀ ʄօʊռɖ a ʟօʋɛ ʊռɮօʊռɖ, aʟօʄt tɦɛ ɢʀօʊռɖ, ʄʀɛɛʟʏ sաɛɛt ɨռ sօʊռɖ, tɦʊs աɦɛʀɛ aʟʟ ɨs ʀɨɢɦt;
I ɦatɦ.

ʋ.

O' ɖɛaʀɛst քօɛt, ɦatɦ tɦօʊ ɛʋɛʀ ʄօʊռɖ a ʟօʋɛ aċataʟɛքtɨċ, a քaռaċɛa ʄօʀ tɦɛ ɦօքɛʟɛss, a ʟɨɢɦt ɮɛʏօռɖ tɦʏ ʄօċʊs.
I ɦatɦ.

ʋɨ.

O' ɖɛaʀɛst ʍaռ, ɦatɦ tɦօʊ ɛʋɛʀ ʄօʊռɖ a ʟօʋɛ ʟɨҡɛ a ʟaʍք, tɦat ɢʟօաɛtɦ aʟʟ ռɨɢɦt, as tɦʏ աɨռɢ's taҡɛtɦ ʄʟɨɢɦt, tօ քassɛtɦ ċastʟɛ's ɨռ tɦɛ ռɨɢɦt;
I ɦatɦ.

ʋɨɨ.

O' ɖɛaʀɛst ʀɛaɖɛʀ, ɦatɦ tɦօʊ ɛʋɛʀ ʄօʊռɖ a ʟօʋɛ, a ʟօʋɛ ɮɛʏօռɖ ʍɛռ's ɨʍaɢɨռatɨօռ's, tɦat ʄʊʄɨʟʟɛtɦ tɦʀօʊɢɦ aʟʟ tɦʏ քatɨɛռċɛ, tɦat ҡɛɛքɛtɦ tɦɛɛ ɨռ tʀʊɛ ɦaքքɨռɛss, aռɖ a sɛʀɛռɨtʏ tɦօʊ ċaռst ռօt ʄatɦօʍ; O' քօɛtɛssɛs aռɖ sċʀɨɮɛ's, ɦatɦ tɦօʊ ɛʋɛʀ ʄօʊռɖɛtɦ tɦɨռɛ օռɛ aռɖ օռʟʏ aċʊsɦʟa, tɦɛ օռɛ աɦօ աɨʟt քʀօtɛċtɛtɦ tɦօʊ, aռɖ ʀɛʟɛasɛ tɦօʊ, ʄʀօʍ ɦɛʟʟ's ɢatɛs tɦօʊ ɦatɦ ɛռtɛʀɛɖ. O' ɖɛaʀɛst ʀɛaɖɛʀ, ɦatɦ tɦօʊ ʄօʊռɖɛtɦ tɦat ɦɨʍ օʀ ɦɛʀ, tɦat ɛʋɨɖɛռt aʍօʊʀ'. Tɦat ҡɨռɢ aռɖ զʊɛɛռ, tɦat ɮօʏ օʀ ɢɨʀʟ, աɦօ's ռօt ʄʀօʍ tɦɨs աօʀʟɖ; tɦɛ օռɛ tɦօʊ sɛɛҡɛtɦ tօ ɦaʋɛtɦ ċɦɨʟɖʀɛռ աɨtɦ, tօ ʟaʏɛtɦ ɖօառ աɨtɦ tɦɛʍ ɨռ tɦɛ քaɨռ's aռɖ ʍɨst, ɨռ ʍaɖռɛss, sօʀʀօա, ɮʟɨss, աɦɛռ tɦʏ tɛċɦռօʟօɢʏ ɢɛt's sɦʊt ɖօառ, aռɖ tɦɛ աɨʀɛs aʀt քɨtċɦɛɖ, ռօռɛ ċօʍքʊtɛʀ's ʟɛʄt, aռɖ ռօռɛ ʍօʀɛ քɦօռɛ's, ɦatɦ tɦօʊ ʄօʊռɖɛtɦ tɦɨռɛ aɮօɖɛ աɦɛʀɛɨռ tɦօʊ ɮɛʟօռɢɛtɦ, tɦʏ ɦօʍɛ. Hatɦ tɦօʊ ʄօʊռɖɛtɦ tɦʏ sɛʟʄ?
I ɦatɦ.




©Bʀaռɖօռ ռaɢʟɛʏ
©Lօռɛsօʍɛ քօɛt's քօɛtʀʏ
©Eaʀʟ ʝaռɛ Naɢʟɛʏ ɖɛɖɨċatɨօռ ( ʍʏ Fɨʟɨքɨռօ ʀօsɛ)
Acataleptic in old tongue means- an ancient Skeptical view that no more than probable knowledge is available to human beings.. ( meaning to skeptical humans, something that is beyond human thought or thinking or human minds,, incomprehensible!!!! In other words to mens minds,,,)
Panacea means - cure to all things,,, all diseases cancers so on!!
Acushla in old Irish Gaelic means a few things, - it means- literally darling, also, in Scottish means pulse or vein in Scottish Gaelic!!! Like my pulse, my heart, my blood,?
This poems about me asking readers of this poem, have they or meaning have you found that person who's your all? If not I hope and pray you do, because I've found mine true soulmate, best friend . My lass, darling, my queen! As I'm her king! I found my true love I waited decades millenias for, ages for!!! I got her as god answered me with her in perfect time,,,how wonderful god is as he  answers prayers on HIS TIME most of time, sometimes our time we ask! But god doesn't work on mans schedule or always on our will. God Has his own will for us, if we always think why isn't god answering us, its because he does things to the good of him, for his purpose, not always ours, as we must be thankful whether in good or bad times! And surely I can't complain, gods always helped and answered me, maby not how I wanted the answer, or even in mine time, he does things according to his will, his time, and will do it his way!  his good will for him, and us, though sometimes many don't know that, or many forget that,,

The last line that says,
( hath thou foundeth thy self, I hath,
Meaning have you found your self in new form not old meaning...
Meaning that with jane! I found me., because me and jane are soulmates! Meaning we ARE ONE SOUL!! MEANING WE ARE ONE! So when I found her, I found me, if makes sense to you, because she is my soulmate, thanks for reading...
Speak the truth however bold
Speak what lies inside the hearts folds
Do not fear the pain it may cause
Live the moment, do not once pause
Take the chance and feel free
Speak from the heart so it can be
Forget the cowardess you feel
One minute of bravery can dispell the ills
If you feel it may cause you disdain
Remember true beauty rises from pain
15 seconds of courage is all you need..
#speak
ɩ.

Atɷp tɧҽ cɧɷcɷɭatҽ Hɩɭɭ'ى
I wɩɭt ɖɷtҽ tɧɷų ɩŋ ɖaɾɩŋɠ ѵҽŋtųɾҽ;
Oŋwaɾɖ tɷ aɖѵҽŋtųɾҽ'ى tɧɾɩɭɭ,
Maŋʏ tɾɩbҽى tɷ bҽ ɷųɾŋ ىpɭҽŋɖɷɾ.

ɩɩ.

Fɷɾtɧwaɾɖ ɷŋ, tɷ Nҽɠɾɩtɷ ɷʆ Lųʑɷŋ,
Fɷɾtɧɠɷŋҽ cɧaŋt'ى, ҽѵҽŋtɩɖҽ tɩɭ' ɖawŋ;
Capҽɾɩŋɠ tɧҽ bɭaʑҽ, ɭɩɠɧtɩŋɠ ųp tɧҽ caѵҽى,
Bʏ amɷųɾ' maŋى ɭɷىt tɷ bųɭɭҽt'ى, kŋɩѵҽى, bɷmb'ى.

ɩɩɩ.

Tɧɩtɧҽɾ tɧҽ Tҽɾɾa ʆɩɾma, ɷʆ tɧҽ Atɩ,
Mҽ aŋɖ mɩŋҽ Jaŋҽ, ىɧaɭt cɷŋɟɷɩŋ ɩŋ ɖҽىtɩŋҽɖ ɠɾaɩŋ'ى,
Iŋ ىpҽctacųɭaɾ wɩىɖɷm, arтerιeѕ connecтιng;
Wrappιng wιтн veιn'ѕ.

ɩѵ.

Oŋtɷ tɧʏ wɩŋɠ'ى I ɧɷɭɖҽtɧ,
Takɩŋɠ ɷʆʆ ɭɩkҽ cɧaɾɩɷt pɭaŋҽ'ى;
Oŋtɷ tɧҽ pҽɷpɭҽ ɷʆ tɧҽ Baɟaų,
Fɩىɧɩŋɠ ىҽa'ى ɷʆ ɠɾҽҽŋ amaʑҽ.

ѵ.

Back ɷŋ tɷ ɷųɾŋ abɷɖҽ, wɧҽɾҽɩŋ tɧҽ caŋɖɭҽ'ى ŋҽѵҽɾ ɖɩҽtɧ,
Tɧҽ wɩck aɭwaʏى wɩɭt ɠɭɷwҽtɧ, aŋɖ ɷųɾ ɭɩɠɧt'ى ҽaىʏ tɷ ʆɩŋɖҽtɧ,
Bҽcaųىҽ ɷʆ ɷųɾn ىɷųɭ'ى tɾaѵҽɭɩŋɠ, tɧɾɷųɠɧɷųt ҽaɾtɧ aŋɖ bҽtwɩҳt ىpacҽ; wҽ wҽɾҽ bɷɾŋ ɩŋىɩɖҽ tɧҽ ɧҽaѵҽŋ'ى, tɩmҽ tɧҽɾҽ Iى a ɖɩىɠɾacҽ. Iŋ tɧҽ cҽɭҽىtɩaɭ tɧҽɾҽ ɩى ŋɷŋҽ ɾacҽ, ɷɾ ɖɩىcɷŋŋҽctɩɷŋ bҽtwҽҽŋ ɧҽɾ ɖaɾk aŋɖ mɩŋҽ paɭҽ ىkɩŋ, wҽɾҽ ųŋkŋɷwŋ ɭɷѵҽɾ'ى tɷ ɧųmaŋɩtʏ, wҽ bɾɩŋɠҽtɧ pɷҽtɾʏ tɷ ɭҽt tɧɷų ɩŋ.
i.

Atop the chocolate Hill's
I wilt dote thou in daring venture;
Onward to adventure's thrill,
Many tribe's to be ourn splendor.

ii.

Forthward on, to the Negrito of Luzon,
Forthgone chant's, eventide til' dawn;
Capering the blaze, lighting up the cave's,
By amour' man's lost to bullet's, knives, bomb's.

iii.

Thither the Terra firma, of the Ati,
Me and mine Jane, shalt conjoin in destined grains,
In spectacular wisdom, arteries connecting;
Wrapping with vein's.

iv.

Onto thy wing's I holdeth,
Taking off like chariot plane's;
Onto the people of the Bajau,
Fishing sea's of green amaze.

ѵ.

Back on to ourn abode, wherein the candle's never dieth, the wick always gloweth, and our light's easy to findeth, because of ourn soul's traveling, throughout earth and betwixt space; we were born inside the heaven's, time there is a disgrace. In the celestial there is none race, or disconnection between her dark and mine pale skin, were unknown lover's to humanity, we bringeth poetry to let thou in.

Chocolate hills are beautifully created Hill's in Philippines that do have a chocolate tint to them! Very beautifully made! Look like big mole hills,
Dote means- cherish adore or embrace.
Forthward in old form means- forward.
Eventide means evening old form.
Capering or caper means dance.
Ati is an ancient tribe in Philippine's.
The people of bajau in poem are another ancient tribe in Philippine's.
Betwixt means - between in archaic form.
When I use the line " time there is a disgrace, meaning Its a disgrace in heaven, because all death accounts people say the same thing, heaven has no time! Time doesn't exist there. As there's no worrying of times nor hours. All said by thousands of people of same matching accounts. And thousands more of accounts surely not written.

The poetry is about me and Jane traveling to all beautiful tribal places in Philippine's, though these are only a select few tribes from Philippines as there are hundreds more tribes that have dissapeared from being killed or displaced like natives in the USA, disgustingly. Or also many tribes still surviving I didn't mention. Story's of me and Jane traveling seeing tons of tribal people's! Seeing the landscapes of her land... Then going back home after learning so much of each other, and the world around us, and learning of gods great creations and creation of man...so after all the traveling me and Jane go home having learned more of another and enjoyed a journey and go home to embrace another.... The last line states " were unknown lover's to humanity, we bringeth or bring poetry to let thou meaning let you in. Meaning me and Jane are from the heavens, from god, as we came back again as god brought us back as soulmates, and writing poetry not just for another on HP. And poetry period. But Also writing poems to show others an example of true love from god! Enjoy...
  Jan 2016 Natalia mushara
Earl Jane


Satan's trying hard,
To break us apart my love,
But just remember,
God is mighty, He'll help us,
Let's do our part, DON'T GIVE UP.


And no matter what,
Let our hopes be burning bright,
That Satan will flee,
Let our knees be kneeling long,
He trembles when we're praying.


Remember my king,
I understand it's so hard,
Yes, I am aware,
But my hopes are in great shape,
And it will lift you up.


I am fully yours,
My love will be your carriage,
To heavenly realms,
I'll be your mighty refuge,
I'll keep you safe all the time.


Let's hang up our love,
Like the little stars at night,
That though in darkness,
We still are scintillating,
Bright ornament in the sky.


Trials and torment,
Are great and many my love,
Satan multi-task,
To successfully break us,
But that won't happen, too bad.


Lean our hopes to God,
And He will make it bigger,
Big enough to last,
Lay our patience to the Lord,
And He will make it wider.


I am sure my king,
That God is blessing this love,
And with all of that,
I knew He is finding ways,
For us to be together.


Soon my dearest,
We will be rewarded great,
'Cause we wait on God,
For His perfect time for us,
We will be beyond happy.


My dear, I love you,
And I will never give up,
I'll be by your side,
And will hold on tight to you,
I'll always do all for you.



with love <3


© Earl Jane
♥ E.J.C.S.
For Brandon <3 <3

i love you soo much my king.... soo sooo much!!!! I won't give up and we will overcome this,, we will... i have full hope on us,,, God is blessing our love ans He is finding way for us, i am sure of that,,.. I will always stay positive,, i love you most !!!!
  Jan 2016 Natalia mushara
Mitch Prax
Truly,
The stories and songs fall short of your beauty
Truly,
your beauty surpasses even the largest sea
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