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 Posted: Wed Mar 28, 2007 12:26 pm
Post your poems. See what people think^^
Here's one of my own.
"Thanks"
To think that I am simply a criminal,
Yet your graciousness still loves me so.
Is the greatest sign of your mercy,
I just wanted you father to know.
I have never been loved so completely,
Nor been touched in the ways that you touch.
For your sweet holy spirit has filled me,
With a longing I needed so much.
Your has power filtered right through me,
Pierced every single bone, every cell.
And thanks to dear Jesus my savior,
I shall never experience true hell.
Your blessings continually find me,
Envelop me in rays of your love.
I thank you sweet Jesus for knowledge,
And the message received from above.
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Posted: Fri Apr 06, 2007 7:01 am
YAY JESUS!! Oh my gosh, I love that! Can i show it to my friends, i know that the would flip for it. O, and can i post my own poetry in your topic?
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Posted: Fri Apr 06, 2007 2:07 pm
"I Love Hating You"
You know what?
I don't ******** care if you don't love me!
Screw you!
I can't stand it anymore
Stop making excuses
Don't throw your emotions at me like some immature kid
Hate without ******** this shitty mess
I don't want to need anything
Pain and agony
The memories of this unfinished hell
Disappear before my very eyes
Fall into the pits of you own darkened reality
Keep your eyes open
Because if you blink, all of this torture will be nothing but a dream
I tried keeping secrets
I wanted to keep it all inside
But I can’t take it anymore
How can I live knowing that I’m living a lie?
Don’t wake me up from this nightmare
Because the chaos is giving me a cause
A reason to take my anger out on you
Stabbing pains bring the blackness into my heart
I can’t even begin to describe this hatred
I’m starting to think that I might actually die here
I will pray that one day someone will save me
Even if it is impossible
Stop saying sorry
It’s burning my ears
So that all I can do is scream
I’m not ******** okay if that is what your asking
Your face is still hanging in my memory
Acting as if it belongs there
Like there is no problem of it being there
I want the never-ending tears to stop so that my eyes will start bleeding instead
Because nothing makes sense anymore
Nothing can heal this ******** wound
The scars are still visible
I’m far too hurt to start smiling again
All of this is revenge for my suffering
Screw this god damn world you call a life!
These feelings that I have for you
The blood shot eyes can’t cry anymore
The dry voice cannot scream anymore
This weakened body can’t feel the warmth of love anymore
You stole it all
And threw it all away
The words still having a musical rhythm in my head
Face your own problems
Quit blaming me for all this bullshit
I can’t understand why I loved you
All these pictures come to mind
And all of this pain is making me seem even more demonic
You never gave me anything to cherish
No words, memories, or memories of materialistic value
You kept avoiding me for fear of embarrassment
My mere existence is useless to you isn’t it?
I can’t think straight anymore
All that comes to mind is you
Your voice
Your face
And your precious kiss
Leaving me all alone without so much as a “goodbye”
Faking smiles to all the outsiders
I don’t want to play these games anymore
Taking my heart apart
Piece by piece
Not even bothering to put it back the way it was
I find myself wallowing in my own misery
Showing me that its not worth it
Life is like a pen
You can cross things out
But you can never erase
So this hate can’t go away
It irritates me
My heart is isolated
It is hidden away in a horrible place
So that no one will even dare try to get near it
I can’t trust anyone at all
I’ll hold my breath as you walk by
Holding my dreams in your eyes
Closing them, causing them to shatter
I look into my reflection
Only to find that I have changed
I can’t determine whether this is real or not
There’s something inside of my body
Pulling beneath the surface of my pale skin
Begging to see bloodshed
This lack of self control will destroy me one day
I still remember those beautiful words you gave me
I’m trembling at the thought
I’m still laughing at myself
I can’t believe that I was so easily caught by this lie
Did you really want to trick me into thinking you were there for me?
Breaking my heart with the hands that caressed my face ever so softly
Whispers of fake love
I still can’t forget
I hate you almost as much as I love you
I’m breaking down inside because of the confusion
Stop toying with me
Because I’m ******** serious
I can’t understand
Why I love you
Pain is all that comes from that word
“Love”
I despise it
But I can’t help but think of that word when your around
So maybe I can’t hate you completely
And so maybe I regret all that I’ve said
So what?
I’ve been dying to say this for the longest time
I’ve stayed on the side lines long enough
So here goes…
…
I love you…more than anything else…
Even more than I love hating you
So stop ******** worrying me all the time…
Just because we never talk anymore
Doesn’t mean that I forgot
Everything that has happened…
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^___^;; hehe...poetry is good for venting out...
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Posted: Wed Jun 27, 2007 8:41 am
I totally agree with you, I would go insane if I couldn't write poetry.
So this is one of my older ones, but that's okay.
There is a place where space ends and time begins.
And at this strange twisted place,
The clouds are clocks,
The sky is a perminet twilight.
The oceans are clear as air,
And time lasts forever.
But time is alone.
Forever stuck in the place where space ends.
No life can thrive.
Nothing ever dies in the place where time begins.
Nothing ever happens.
Just the slow, continuos tick-tick-tocking of the clouds.
For time is still alone.
In its strange twisted world
Where clocks are clouds.
Where the sky is in a perminet twilght.
Where the oceans are clear as air.
And time remains alone forever.
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It doesn't rhyme, but poems don't really have too ^_^
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Posted: Fri Jul 13, 2007 5:34 pm
I like it. Thanks has great flow and rhythm. Great job.
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