Tag: love

Fired Ice

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Fire of a thousand suns, burning through your eyes
You melt me
Like erupting volcano making contact with glacial ice

Ice that calms my fire
Heals my wounds
Taming the raging emotions
In this grave I have cocooned

But still I run, unworthy
From a light so pure
But a light so pure came running, 
for the one unworthy
For Love’s first love was me 
He who was Love fell in love with me

Yet I was the one who was left broken
Free from the shackles of sins’ tight grasp
But I ran back to my chains
To the very cage that stole me in Genesis

Now all I have is shattered metals melted into shreds when his volcanic love erupted
What was once lost has been found
What was once broken has been replaced

And where was shredded rags of blood 
His blood clot
The fire of a thousand suns has drawn me into its inferno, 
I am lost again, but this time, it’s in You.

KN_Possible & ucTRUTH
©2026

Expecto Patronum

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My Patronus is a dove or a zebra by his stripes
Enemies abound but my Jesus is alive
One mention, heaven posts on my account
Ancestral blessings too numerous to count
Bankai, second coming better catch you acting right
What’s a curse with my PhD in Christ?

Deliverance or Delivery, depends on what you’re carrying
Specie of the baby, makes the pregnancy to tarry on
I’m a Jesus Baby, ask God what it really means
And blame Christ for zipping power in my genes.

Time and Blood, Lord I rest on your Word
I shrug off death for your resurrección

Soldier with a Cross made of ordinary people
Soldier with a Cross nailed fearful to evil
This is non-fiction, Hallelujah in a dance
Angels and Demons all trust his assurance,
The Holy Spirit is wholly assurance
—Luxuriously eternal insurance

They say that a fall comes right after pride
Yes I did fall in love, and My pride is the Lord’s light.

Godzniel
©2026

Sea Shells

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Who designed water so it’s tastes this good?
Babies love to milk but they still love fruits
When you read Paul, add in Habakkuk
Submit your ingredients and let him cook
Load me like a pistol with epistles brewed
I was of the wicked but for me he stood
Even in the Valley Bro The Lord is good

— Then he hung and was buried
— Fast Forward to the day when he saved me
— Lord, what is man that you mind him?
— And who dares touch me behind him?

Who knows whence the water comes in
Rain or mist, who has caused it
Eyes need to see this
— for the Lord’s words frame the end of all things

Godzniel
©2026

Groggy

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Just because you’re looking doesn’t mean you’re seeing it
Many dimensions own a spot, who is measuring?
God belongs to Us
To see the sea of things seen while being seen
And to still live in the name of Jesus
Trust’s worth includes going through the documents
And we trust the Holy Ghost like you trust in love or science

Put it in my cup of tea,
mind my business when I’m drinking it
Reading through the sources and analysing convergence
How are you approved when you didn’t study or show yourself?
And we trust God’s promises because they never fail

Godzniel
©2026

Seconds per lightning strike

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This bucket
Is the most orange I have had in months
Four hugs, and more handshakes than most
Nin-nin when I trek o’er the moat
My Crocs are decorative of toes,
Five prayers? Adding more is a must

Adding more is a must
Once done, more than twice is enough
Big scrolls getting filled in a rush
Times tough? Only toughens the Love

Only knots our net
And our love kicks it but that it is never a bucket
Bibles are sockets and so are some men
My God is the only rocket through the firmament
And He suits me with a gem as a pocket square
Not a single strand escapes His stare

Escape him where?
Even if you kicked a bucket here
Every plain is plain before His stare
Mountains strip their secrets in a glare
All the while we inhale from His care
40 million heart beats a year
Enough energy to grow a pair

And more…

Adding more is a must
A lifetime of forgiveness and hunt
Big scrolls getting soaked in the blood
Times up? Not if I have a Word

Godzniel
©2026

The Ministry of Necessary Pain

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I have a bad habit of knowing the actual cause of a problem, a scenario, a situation.
But stay with me.
That’s not the real bad habit, the bad habit is that I either say it out raw or give unsolicited advice for it.

This behavior has cost me friendships and in cases where I let go, it turns out sour.
I have seen the consequences of letting go.
Yes, grave consequences
I’ve tried to be diplomatic in telling the truth but it seems to be like the reel you scroll past a few seconds ago

I’m always seen as the rugged, up tight, hard aunty in the room
The one people think through before relating with
I have tried being the civilian but it’s hard to fit in
The civilian style doesn’t seem to work out for me

So here’s my open commitment to telling the truth raw
Like lated spirit on wound
Like surgery
Like amputation to save lives
I’ve once lost a life because I let go
Here’s me reporting for duty again.

Hannah DGinus
©2026

In Bucks

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From up here I see the folly now
Wise men look like kids without his Word now
Once human, I’m divine now
And By his Word, I define “Now”

I’m Christ-raised, no be levitation
I got gratitude for this elevation
In His mercy, God plans ahead
Answers wait before a prayer said
Men puff when they won’t pass
God’s Word is my compass
I got holy warriors praying for me
Yet I trust and I CTRL-S beings
Souls won everywhere he sends me
Some trust in their riches
I just send God my bills

Someone told me I should live below my means
To be honest, I’m confused because Jesus is my means
I got Heaven in my genes
So I could pray out anything
I go sliding on my knees
Over each and everything
Because, Bro, before I pray
God supplies my every need
So imagine not the day
When my love gives way to greed
Sorry, but I don’t grind for steeze
Sorry, but he promised safety and never ease
Get translations, compare wording
Grace taught me generosity
All I have is for stewarding
But please pray before copying me

Eye-of-a-needle people everywhere
Bidding the elect to live by fear
O Lord when I’m greedy, pull me out of there
Please don’t wait a year
Dont let my heart write off hot tears
And The Lord is the movie where I cast my cares

God is still enough for me
My technique and energy
And his presents are my pedigree
I am great if I am serving him
I have lived out many a hymn
Keep your worship, only worship him

Take a billionaire and drop him in the Kalahari
Let him fear the name of God, let him learn to tarry
Let him learn ‘Without the poor, there would be no safety’
Let him say, “To lack your voice, Lord, is Poverty.”
Pure in heart vs poor in heart
Poor in spirit yet playing a part
One day dead, next day living
And no cold shoulders,
And nothing lacking,
What prinicipa- mehn we broadcasting
I’m in bucks in God’s inbox
Nepo-Baby and I flip flops
Shares in Futures that Christ bought

Can’t talk now, hallelujahs fill my mouth

From down here, I can reply now
Fools sit as Kings because their names are changed now
Once human, but something new now
And my fate is faith, but love is how I hope now.

Godzniel
©2026

Appearance of Evil II

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Many people perceive darkness to be nothingness
But I dont.
I search the heavens, I search the earth
And everything in-between
I am a poet prophet
Who hunts for God’s heart
I am eternal, yet I know in part
A storm of words, service and curiosity
Hid in Christ to die a zillion times in one death

You may never find me save my words
Yet the ABBA knows all of us
He who spoke “day and they”, night and knights kneel even when I think “Jesus”
Did you try it and it failed you?
Have men not died according to their ways?
Has the sun ever not risen? Is the oxygen used up?
How many years could maintain, evil people saying vain things?
Wake em up in the morning, keep em safe until they touch things
Good people being foolish, but your mercy is altruistic
That is God ab initio
Script Writer of the Scriptures
Yah is I AM
THE LORD is ABBA
All that He does is good
We are His expunge of evil
The lesson is Do As You’re Told
That’s what my Jesus called Love
“But people who are cowardly, unfaithful, detestable, murderers, sexually immoral, sorcerers, idolaters, and all liars will find themselves in the lake that burns with fire and sulfur.

This is the second death.”
As it written
So must it be

Godzniel
©2026