OMNIPOTENT
I think God has got no name. He will not refuse to answer a widow's cry even if her tongues mistakenly calls Him Allahovah instead of Jehovah, Allah or Budha. I also believe that God is everywhere. He is too big for the box or a cathedral - not even the Basilica in Rome can contain His awesome essence.
Cheers...
thankyou to CS members comments...
The Reaper.....
Its one I wrote when drunk with mates whilst camping...
awakening
I recall the instant that I breathed sweet air when I first held her and felt all joy that life offered the land that I landed in brought me aware of rewards far more dear than the pittance I proferred more than just a place, it was an experien
Numb
A poem about the transition from one phase of life to the next.
the storm
Bitter is the water I drink And shallow is my pool But my world seems upon the brink And thirsty is the fool So let this hate sustain my soul let anger wet my tongue let pain take its tole And wake me when its done let sorrow feed my sleep l
A Vampires Want
I love vampires.....
End of Summer
In my poem, I felt a bit unhappy, as it is now winter, miss summer, happy memories of love, romance, and sea-activities, like swimming, kayaking and fishing. Birds in the skies, trees, leaves, all describe the arrival of winter, especially, 'icy wind' indicates cold winter. I hope my poem gives some joy, as life reflects summer/winter...like happy days, and unhappy memories, that is life.
Can't Have
If you can not have what you want Learn to want what you have
RIDDLE ~ poet unknown
hmmm...
The Conquerer Worm ~ by Edgar Allan Poe
By far my favorite poem...well maybe not "by far", though it is my favorite. Hopefully you will enjoy it as well.
On The Super Highway Of Love
We’ll tell our kids how we met On the loved up Internet. I found you in the search engine of my heart. Romance at the click of a mouse. We will never be apart. We’ll tell our kids how we fell Into a wishing well, In the classified ads of rom
you will find me (raymond)
wrote this poem some 40 years ago to my very firstgirlfriend. i wonder if she still remembers. xx virgosign
~To SWIM an INFLICTED MIRE~
Many fight for what little they have left after it was almost all taken by their or someone in their past. Written in defence of how we continue an strive to be an us we are and or a created one by others.
~I give you my~
smile, you see it. . . I give you my hand, you hold it. . . I give you my arms, you embrace me. . . I give you my fears, you help strengthen them. . . I give you my love, you recieve it. . . I give you my sad moments, you understand them. . . I give
~As You Sleep~
your face is in peace, lamps set on low, i see you lit in dark of night glow, smile to my face i touch your cheek an think how very specials this time, slight move in peaceful sleep a small memory i vow to keep, you found my hand with yours an hugged
leave a thought an a smile or both:)
Whats your favourite short saying or verse even a chuckle lol that you can share
~Diggin In~
Sharing some personal life experience:)
And yet you say I don't care
What both male an female can encounter at times. Amazing how blind some people can be, poor me syndrome too many people have an they become selfish an make everything about them. Perhaps these kind of people don't deserve to be treated so good!
~Stuck in a Rainbow~
Always different ways to look a things:)
Childhood Memories
Some childhood memories. Don't try any of this at home.
statue on the beach part 2
my armour glinting in the mid day sun cold am i motionless having no fun tetherd in the mid day sun waiting watching having no fun starring at the mid day sun under the sea i will soon lay covered from the mid day sun lapping at my feet the w
this is my life
This is my life. This is my life i question Which isnt fully developed a day at a time, i seek 2 find all my lifes desires, i tip toe through life with out any guidence im surprised im still surviveing This is my life i question I lie in my bed at ni
You Can't Fuc**ng Change Me
I wrote this poem a few years ago when I saw administration care more about its 'rules' than about the success of its charges. I was angry, disgusted, disillusioned...
Alone Again!
Sitting alone in a room at 2 in the morning I try to search.. I search for reasons to convince myself I am fine, I search for reasons to stay, but really I search for reasons to run! I find myself again in that familiar place, the place in my
you must be a looser
i think so...what do you think...?
surreal...
it must have happenned to all of us at some point in our dreamy world. hugs xx virgosign
LIGHT AND DARK
POET ROB WROTE A POEM LIKE THIS BEFORE....
LIVING ALONE...
it is not easy to live alone untill our death, here.
Innocence...
The Innocence is a flower Which if u toches it ofilates and dies, Is a precious gift, Nothing is more beutiful than innocence. So don't kill the innocence from your souls Keep it clean like a pure flower.
Come closer....
Come closer to me My sweet baby and Give me a little hug. Come closer to me And give me a soft sweet lovely kiss. Come closer to me And touch my hands Make them warm. Come closer tome And give me your Pure and honest lov
Randomness...
my thoughts
The Girl Of The Year
A new year, a new day, and what is different this time around, Love found, love lost, just a cycle in my relationship merry-go-round. By a year’s end I’ve never had a love to share, Does it really have to be so complex and so rare? It seems so
Light
Do not lose hope, Hope is only a day away
WHAT A GENERATION
just think about it
AFTER THE FESTIVAL II
It should be noted that those who stay with you in your trying times are your true friends. True friends are scarce yet they are everywhere. To find one however you must be a true friend yourself. Love is contagious, the other gets it when one has it or vice versa. In 2003, I was nominated by a poetry organisation in the United States of America for a $20,000 prize for my poem UTOPIA 1. I was invited to visit the US and possibly collect the prize. When this happened, I discovered that my ‘family’ became very large, extended and unusually accommodating until my proposed trip to the United States failed because of visa refusal. When I returned to my base and once people confirmed that it eventually did not work out, I searched fruitlessly for the members of my ‘family’ and ‘friends’ who became too distant for comfort. Hence the poems, ‘AFTER THE FESTIVAL 1 & 11’.
Keep You Smiling
I still haven't fond my girl of the year yet, but I thought I'd write her ahead of time so she knows that I'm the guy she won't regret. So once you find me, girl let me know, until then I'll just have to show for you what's in store. First t
Done
Still stuck on what's happened. Why does love die?
anger with in.
The anger with in held back held away cus of the the fear of wat might ocurr if its released the anger not brought on by ones self but brought on by others. others not in spercific to anyone, but a multiple of people, their disrespect, their envy
in the spark of night
A love poem just hit me.!
IN MEMORY OF VICTOR
This poem was written in 2002. The purpose is self evident. Victor was a friend. In Victor I learnt a lesson that happiness, like all events under the sun, is also transient. Victor could not realise his dreams however hard he tried. Sickle Cell Anaemia is an evil that can be destroyed by the will of man. We can and should eradicate it by taking the right decisions and not allowing the chemical reactions in our brains becloud our sense of reason and responsibility to the innocent children. Let our heads control us at times at least for the sake of the children. They also deserve to be happy.
DYING EMBERS
Africa was at peace and tranquility before the White man came. Chinue Achebe's THINGS FALL APART and NO LONGER AT EASE are clear testimonies to this fact. But the Europeans came with the Bible and build Cathedrals. Our people abandoned their sacred traditions and the pristine paradimns of peace and harmony. But today, everything is in disarray.