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Samuel Lombardo Sep 2014
FALL!
away
living,
lively!

Waking
Intellectually-
Novelty
Travel­s
Entering
Road.

Smiles of
Playful
Rain
Ignites
Naked
Green...

Sounding,
Understanding, and...
Musical
Moments of
Everlasting
Rain...

Fallback
Astounding
Lives to
Language of
Seasons
Samuel Lombardo Sep 2014
Blemish of Darkness
Dreams becoming a Reality
Afraid of the Dark
Light of Hope
Serene Spirit Suspense.
Want to talk
About a Fight?
Try Dispelling
Something You
You have No Control!
Who Dispels Love?
How Dare such a thing
a this?
I will Dispel darkness,
for it is Light that Shines.
This Light is the Reality-
the Promise of One
Return-
Yet, Who comes to my Aid?
I Fought the big Fight!
For in One Year-
All lessons were Blemished
with the Blood on the Cross.
I will Not Cross
that Road again...
Yeah, that is a painful Road-
Let it Go-
What is there,
but Darkness on the other side?
You want to Follow Me?
Or will you Fall
into Oblivion
not Knowing what really shows?
All the Grass is dead
And there is where You
Thought there was Green.
You must Dispel
from Hate
before Hate Dispels You!
There is no other
Harm than to Fake Love-
when Karma Assembles-
Oh Yes! This Fake Love-
will Dispel from You;
The Time in Space
Will Conquer Your ever Thoughts-
Keep The Light-
Learn to DISPEL
from DARKNESS!
This is the poem that illustrates the process of dispelling from the wrong feelings, because we have a tendency to think love is a harm; and society mixes love, purity with lust and materialistic things of the Earth.
Samuel Lombardo Sep 2014
Love
Intrigues
God's
Holy
Tour!

Lift
Ignorance
Gone
Hell
Twice!

Light of
Innocence on
Garden from
Heaven in
Three Spirits!
God is light- and if you follow the light, you do not need to dispel from light you have,rather from darkness your in.
Samuel Lombardo Sep 2014
In my mind,
I was flattered-
flattered at what
the world  sees;
what I saw
no picture can compare.
Yes, I must be right-
right crush has been
sent back to the thought-
the thought of love.
No love can dispel-
without hate- what other
can love?
In my mind,
the right crush
becomes reality
in my mind-
there she finally is.
In retrospect,
you can only believe
your suspicions
of a drained ear
of sorrowful advice-
that advice was clinging
at the point that no
right crush-
is not right for you-
unless you see past
your suspicions of wasted love.
Did you not learn your
lesson- of freedom not
to be joined or forced
by other forces-
but the force to dispel hate.
Otherwise, there is none
other than hate that rules-
there is no right crush!
The right crush-
is what is in your mind
to dispel hate-
and with love comes peace.
This love is the right crush!
Remember, that this could have happen to anyone! Do not allow suspicion or wrong advice be taken lightly unless there is a reason to believe.  Also,when you dispel love,you are asking to accept hate! Dispel means to get rid of, vanish,  drive off- and what you are saying is that you would like to be hated upon in your definition.  I do not hate anyone for any reason; and if you are testing me now- just know my reward is not to regain a friendship, but is to have a stronger relationship with God,in which any judgment can be taken with him.  Also, one more thing: be careful what you wish for- KARMA understands quite well that when you dispel from love, you could lose love- and that may have to be a lesson learned.
Samuel Lombardo Sep 2014
Here and now-
lies ahead a road.
This uncertainty is
not sure-
cling and clangs
vultures and cultures;
yet, all I see
a bright light from above.
Autumn leaves around
clings of ruts fall
from the trees.
The cold heart of evil
spreading from the past-
the past of winds
cold chills
fire was burning out.
False love-
making no come back;
banishing back to oblivion.
I hear the angels-
strings being struck
from opposing directions;
and the strung
of these sounds
much more sour.
The dispel of a dream-
gone in the wind;
Oh! I see a dark cloud-
I see this won with no
failing winds-
disclose of a brighter hope.
The same child of the storm-
returns in the sunlight.
My wondering mind
wandering eyes
ask me the conscious question:
Is he from the retrospect
within the past storm.
Does this storm repeat itself?
All he remembers
is in retrospect-
This storm is history-
Can the sun return from retrospect?
In times of doubt we must understand that not everyone is the perfect individual.  This poem is dedicated to a past of ups and downs, lessons learned, and a forced opportunity to seek freedom without giving into this world of evil.
Samuel Lombardo Sep 2014
My mind goes a far distance
seemingly to the thoughts
not even still, but rational
reality, and able to cease
furthermore the emotions
of darkness and sin with
such small light I find.
Upon me is a cloud-
confusion, heartbreak, and doubt
asking myself in this valley
where is light.
Why has my lamp been empty?
Who is the blame?
The hands who created this vision-
or should it be the visionary-
or will it be the reality that reveals?

See, I know there is something there-
something bright-
like a legacy-
but it is missing its pieces.
The puzzle of life-
unceasingly leaves my hands empty.
What a dark road-
closed and dead-ends
meet no bound
the entry of endless source.
The bumps are repetitive-
only suggestions-
distance
I go further away-
not understanding-
the same pain I feel;
I know there is someone
else who travels this same road.

I cling to a past-
struggles
sound advice-
must have missed a turn.
Did I say thief-
How much in my life
can one take from me?
What I lost in the dark
does not come back.
Must leave this behind-
here comes another
bump in the road-
what will I lose, now?

I must make a right turn!
the more light
the further the distance.
I will travel the road
less traveled.
The uncertainty
shines new hope
to a new day!
So, the darkness
dawns on me-
I am glad to hold
hands with the angel of light-
he will carry through
twists and turns.

Notice-
I took the same road-
I had to deal
with its source and fears.
There is no distance-
this road was less traveled.
The road of experience-
wisdom, understanding-
distance in which I began.

Notice-
the road no other
travels.
The road leads to distance-
and then....
the road to victory.
The one to carry me-
the same hell-
loss of love-
yet, found me strangling
along a fence.

What road of life
were you traveling?
What truths did you see?
Take my hand,
and get off the dark side.
I see ahead
a promising scenery
of open field-
field of mercy
forgiveness
understanding-
most of all...
love brings hope in
ALL ways...always!

I am heading
to the promise land-
do you follow?
Samuel Lombardo Sep 2014
I see
within
the distance-
concealment of
mannerisms
...and, no open door!
All I notice-
you standing at the door-
waiting for me-
then when the door closes,
I assume nothing.
How long to conceal-
what secret?
What is harmful?
How do you hurt?
Concealing in your
own secrets-
connects no light-
in it- I see no
freedom; I see
a closed reality
...of uncertainty,
and minimum perceptions.
I say-
open your eyes-
find the right
perception in which-
secrets causes
the seemingly lifeless
distance-
to no found right.
What is left-
sure is not right!
...and what must be up-
goes down-
but what
perception do you get-
when a talent falls on you?
Never assume the perceptions of others, for others could lead you to false hope or confirmations.  Remember, I might have played the Ace of Spades already, but nobody knows how to play with Jokers.

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