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terry1nationboss

me, myself and i

as i sit in the corner of my room
crying, wailing and waiting for a miracle.
i heard a voice calling out my name.
i couldn't tell where the noise was
coming from it was everywhere
it wasn't pleasant its like its coming
from hell. hell was calling to me,
my soul needed saving
and there wasn't any one
to save it. i'm shouting and
screaming help me! help me lord!
but no one listened
no one helped. i'm just sitting there in
the dark room in the corner of my room
just me, myself and i and my shadow,
and only god knows what else.
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Posted: Apr 2022
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lorentz

the rose

master oshiba was in the garden ,
meditating in front of a beautiful
rose bed.

a young disciple came and asked a question:

-venerable master,what's love ?

-contemplate the roses.
replied master oshima.

after a moment of contemplation,
the youngster said :

-master,love is just a foolish illusion !

go now on your path and come back only in possession of a rose
who never wither ! concluded master oshima.
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Posted: Aug 2011
About this poem:
inspired by a wonderful persian poem : mowsem é gol(the season of roses)
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ironman

Isolation and hurt

There are days when I am lonely
People are conversing at the mall
I am walking like a zombie
Awaiting for that most friendly call
Yet I fear being alone today
When I get up in the morning I face reality
Let the chips fall as they may
I want to be part of this society
Walk with the people of the world
In peace and harmony
It is all good someday we will see
Just how sweet people can be
Peace and love to all
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Posted: Jul 2010
About this poem:
The isolation and hurt of being alone
reading and writing is a good escape
and the internet provide a good network
Peace and love to all
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Unknown

....All....

The time it takes to see it all is all.
That's how it seems for all.
Older the time the more of all.
Our thinking of all is all more sense.
Is it all there is or the older we become the more all?
Where does all of this take us..?
Alternatively, is there all to come...?
Maybe.. that's ALL........?
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Posted: Jun 2011
About this poem:
Is there more of all...?
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adjhe

The LORD Speaks

A sun stand still
i say to you.
May this day be
longer still for
GOD needs it that
way today for his
will to be done.
O moon stop do not
come up to see for GOD
has to make history.
HIS will needs to be
done so no one move
for that is not to
be for GOD is setting
this life a special
way for thee.
HE is doing what must
be done before the
setting sun and moon
is to run.
Just stay there and see
what the LORD has for thee.
Deep down inside of thee
to set the world into
motion once again so they
can see that GOD has
set you free.
I will be that way for
E T E R N I T Y.
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Posted: Nov 2012
About this poem:
from the bible
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Unknown

Rays From Heaven

Cast upon me, oh precious light

shower me with your golden rays

engulf me in your passion.



Take me to your world
where forever is everlasting

and seconds turn into years.



I need not see the future

just the present, clearly.

Clarity is knowledge.


Oh precious light that shines

you are my master,

my substance for survival.



Let me strive with certianity

let my powers abound
and in your light, let me find truth.



Cast upon me, oh precious light

engulf me in your passion

let eternity set me free.


; Frank.E
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Posted: Jan 2011
About this poem:
JUST HOW I WAS FEELING AGAIN, LOL.
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yonik1988online today!

Echos of Lost Paradise

I cannot remember who I was back then,
But in this very moment, I want to be that guy again.
I did not know that life is hard in many ways,
I did not know that life can trap me like a maze.

I remember the feeling of freedom when I was flying high,
I remember the sensation of peace when I was touching the sky.
I remember the love that surrounded me like a warm embrace,
I remember the happiness that filled my heart in that special place.

There are many times when I miss it, being there,
'Cause living in this place is much harder, to be fair.
I wish I could remember who I used to be,
And I hope that he still lives somewhere inside of me.

But as long as I'm still here, I guess I need to live
And give advice to people whenever I can give.
It's better to live good and die with no regrets
Than live a bad guy's life and die with haunting threats.
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Posted: Apr 28
About this poem:
Another poem, writen in english, hope that you will not judge, and hope that you will like it. thank you in advance for your time
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Unknown

He understands me

I am the shepherd who guides you all through your lives
And who is with you now
I am the lord who has died on the cross for you all
For you are my children
I am loving kind, understanding and a good listener to my children
So whatever sadness you have know that I the lord will help you
I am the lord who made you
And for that reason I the lord, understands you.
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Posted: Jan 2012
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Unknown

Let me die

Look all around you
see how the world is turning all against you
ohoh I can’t believe what my eyes see

I see just walking down to street parking lot
I see how a dude got shoot
is there a way to stop - don’t cry
hohoho I just want to cry so hard
father let me go and die
I got one more life to save

More mercy less crime more love less hate
more happy heart less depressing face
my heart is flooded in tearz
thei'r slipping down hitting the ground

I don’t want to live a life packed in lies
can somebody tell me is a nightmare
that I will be ok can somebody see?
can somebody hear that song stop playing
no no no i want to see the light just another day.
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Posted: Jan 2011
About this poem:
Jesus asking the father to die for this lost world
while in the earth someone is bleeding in the parking lot.
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Unknown

Act 1 of an unamed poem - (my inferno)

*Act 1*

Deep within a green hued carvern
I came to be
In a nightmare's tavern

Unsure the path that led me here
I cringe knowing that evil's near
I feel it in my blood and bone
within this hollow, a great unknown

This place I'll paint my best for you
but when I speak, you'll doubt it's true
Enlightened with lit torch in hand
The walls limestone, and a floor of sand

The sky I see cannot be seen
nothing in sight, could be viewed serene
Ahead, water falls to sorrowing depression
Rythmically rises, and then to recession

Whatever's behind is quite unclear
upon my neck, a breath I fear
Never will I dare to look,
for when I tried, the whole place shook.

To the side, a tunnel, not much wider than I
"Hello?", I scream, and an echo reply.
The other, a vast wall of carving
a soul-like image, that appears to be starving

Perhaps I'll carve my name in stone
for my fate now, is surely known

Down the tunnel, I walk
arms out, nails to chalk
Claw, I must, into the wall
to hold my step, without a fall

And dripping down upon my head,
luke warm drops, a crimson red.
Racing down and in my eye,
I let loose, a painful cry.

Falling to my knees...............

*End Act 1*
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Posted: Sep 2009
About this poem:
Yeah...I'm ripping off Dante. Just messing around
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