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WILDANDREADY

XMAS IS SUCH A JOY

TO EVERY YOUNG GIRL AND BOY; NO MATTER WHAT YOUR AGE; ALL OF US COME TOGETHER TO SHARE THE BIRTH OF THE LORD! TO THINK THAT ALL OF OUR SINS THAT WE COULD EVER COMMIT; ARE FORGIVEN BECAUSE OF HIS DEATH; WE ARE CONSTANTLY AMAZED AND HE IS ENDLESSLY PRAISED! THE MOST HIGH LOVES US SO MUCH, AND TO SUCCUMB TO SUCH PAIN, IS BEYOND A MORTALS TOUCH! THANK YOU LORD FOR THE GIFT OF LIFE, WHICH YOU HAVE BESTOWED UPON US; AND THAT IS WHY; XMAS IS SUCH A JOY!
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Posted: Dec 2016
About this poem:
I LOVE SANTA BUT THIS IS THE BIRTH OF THE MYSTICAL ONE! LETS KEEP HIM IN OUR HEARTS FOREVER!
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cafetwo2010

Psalm to Jehovah

Only you my love
can excite me
Only you can make
me taste the dawn
You are the light
of my mind, and the
foundation of my
understanding
I am but flesh and
you are eternal yet
you have bestowed
honor upon me
I feel no shame in
the presence of stars
You have made me smile
at the grave
Death's door is fear
and nothingness for
the faithless
But the entrance of life
for those who love
What my heart thinks my
tongue reveals
And I must speak the truth
though men crush me in the
dust
It is good to have wisdom
but who is wisdom?
It is good to be strong
but what is strength?
The roar and clamor of the
masses have not moved me
since my youth
And in old age my foot is
as swift as the deer
Though I live a thousand
years twice told I will
defend the helpless and I
will dry the tears of the
broken hearted
I am nothing to look upon
but what is that to me?
IN your house there are
bodies glorious
By your lips mountains flee
Surely you shall clothe me
with a frame of your choosing
In the inner man I dance in
the taste of eternity
Let men seek their sustanance
in this lower world
Yet my food is the light
of truth
Vain philosophies decay the
flesh
The minds of the wicked are
sacrificed on the alter of
futility
A scornful generation falls
to despair
Yet you are the hope of life
Truth does not die though
men perish
We are not immortal..
It is you that makes us so~
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Posted: Aug 2012
About this poem:
A spiritual..hope you like
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Macduff5

Which came first, the chicken or the egg?

A chicken and an egg were lying in bed,
The chicken grinned and moved his head,
He was smoking a cigarette and had a satisfied smile,
The egg in contrast was frowning all the while,
The egg muttered with a forlorn expression,
“Well I guess we answered that old question!”


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Posted: Dec 2016
About this poem:
Maybe this is the answer to that age old question.
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angel99999

Sweet Babe of Bethlehem

Oh sweet babe of Bethlehem,
How sweet Your name sounds...
Jesus, Saviour sent by God
The Jehovah come to save, as Thou didst!

Oh sweet Babe of Bethlehem,
What cruelty Thou didst have to face...
From birth to death the same
So let us learn to bear with grace, as Thou didst!

Oh sweet Babe of Bethlehem,
When a situation defies us
Let us not just give up, but have courage
To face life with a mild boldness, as Thou didst!

Oh sweet Babe of Bethlehem
Give us the humility we need
To understand others and be helpful
When ever we can, as Thou didst!

Oh sweet Babe of Bethlehem,
Fill us with Your love always
Let us not seek to do evil in all our life
Even pardoning enemies, as Thou didst!

Oh sweet Babe of Bethlehem,
Give us the joy and peace we need
Through hardships, torture or abuse
But let us vision glory after death, as Thou didst!

Oh sweet Babe of Bethlehem,
Fill us with the gifts of knowledge
That we may be wise, and never let anyone
Make us forget the reason of Thy birth, as Thou didst!

Oh sweet Babe of Bethlehem,
What hipocrasy fills the world, here and there
Malls filled with people, merry and bright
But let us just give the good news, as Thou didst!

Oh sweet Babe of Bethlehem,
Make us lend a hand, a warm heart
To show the love that you were bestowed to show
And make all believe God, as Thou didst!
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Posted: Dec 2014
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jomalyn

Man in prayer

Now I lay down to sleep,
I pray for a man who is worth for keep.
A man who's handsome, fit and strong,
who's not afraid to admit he is wrong.
I need a man who is responsible,
who's heart is big and lovable.
A man who thinks before he speak,
with sweets words that makes me weak.
I pray for a man who will treat me right,
who will think of me day and night.

Oh, give me a man who will open my door,
massage my back and insist more.
Please give me a man who knows how to praise you
so serving you I can continue.
I pray this man will love me no end
And never compare me to his ex girlfriend.

Thank you in advance and now i will wait,
for I know you will give me before its too late.
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Posted: Sep 2014
About this poem:
a prayer of a woman who is silently praying for the right one..
God answers prayer.
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Unknown

Touch!

Touch!

Let me feel your body quiver
when I touch it ~

Feel the tingling of my finger tips
as they dance upon your flesh

Feel the maddening sensations of pleasure
as they play upon your erogenous zones

Melting you with passions of fiery flames
of heat!

Discovering your pleasurable parts

Creating an ecstasy for you
to respond to love’s call

Are you ready for love!

Do you feel it’s call!

Do you want it now ~

You know you do

Are you ready

Let’s do it ~

By

Romantic Poet
JimEee
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Posted: Nov 2016
About this poem:
Do you think I wrote
this for you?
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WILDANDREADY

FUNCHILD

here comes the funchild; see how she runs; come to me fun, child of the sun; hold back the night so I may see light; where there were dark clouds; millions of clouds covering all of mankind! funchild; where are the days when we ran wild; funchild; bring back the days when we ran wild!
my bodys weak and my eyes start to close; I breathe my last breath and lay in repose; til my eyes open and wonders I see; a brand new world standing right before me; and there is my funchild just waiting for me! she holds up a mirror and a young face I see! funchild; a whole new world"s waiting; so let us depart, and spend forever in merriment with the lord; close to our heart! funchild; please join me now; for this world is so free! let"s walk together as one; through eternity!
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Posted: Nov 2016
About this poem:
this poem takes us through a life of wonderful times! the years pass by too fast! oneday; you know your ending is near! you wish to once again be with your funchild and enjoy forever youth!
then in a fraction of a minute; you are young again; for death is a new beginning!
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stormseeker223

A long walk home

Long ago I used to sing God's praise
This was not how I was raised
My parents are nonbelievers
The accused us christans of being over achievers
They never forgave me for turning to the church
A place they tried to keep me from since birth
But as i grew older their thoughts mingled with mine
Sadly i left the church behind
i wound up walking an unknown path
one where love and kindness was a thing of the past
i forgot there were two roads
one hard
one soft
i had forgotton i used to have a rock
this was how it felt to be lost
i wandered neither here nor there
i did not belong anywhere
than one day and innocent little girl
asked me a question that held the world
"Do you love jesus?"
In that moment I knew
The answer I said still rings true
"Yes."
oh what joyous virtue has been bestowed upon me
to give me life love and never ending liberty
To see the sun once more in all of its glory
to keep on living out my story
to have peace once more
*knock knock*
Oh who could that be knocking at the door
a glorious white light comes flooding in
erasing all doubt and past Sin
I have accepted him once more
I drop to my knees upon the floor
Lord my God saviour from heaven above
i give you my soul, showered in love
take me as i am and i shall fight not
for i give you a stained canvas which you wipe clean
wrapped in a white cloak of love i am surrounded
all those wrong words i have said before now seem unfounded
for i have been walking many a mile alone
The litle girl looked at me and smiled
"are you alright? Do you want to be left alone?"
I smiled at her, "No child forgive me, i've had a long walk home.
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Posted: Jan 2013
About this poem:
i had left the church but now am back again. this time for good. god bless those who read this
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LadyM1981

Where is God?

Where is God in all of this? In a world of chaos and where things are amiss. Where is God in all of this? When the good people die and the bad ones, death some how miss.

Where is God in all of this? When homes are broken and dreams are stolen. Where is God in all of this? When hearts are shattered and life don't matter.

Where is God in all of this? When money can buy life to the highest bidder and the poor man's dinner is the price of his liver. Where is God in all of this?

Where is God in all of this? "I am right here in all this but men don't need me because they think they got this."

I am right here in all of this. When homes are broken and dreams are stolen but because men locked me out; it is no longer home sweet home.

God said, I am right here in all of this. I will hear them with a broken heart and a contrite spirit. I am right here in all of this. I will give you hope when you  are ready to come home.
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Posted: Nov 2016
About this poem:
So many unanswered questions about life.
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morgen90210

Repent or Perish

Oh patriot angel,
Please sing to me,
Our Lord Jesus in heaven,
And holy spirit of trinity.
Pawn of evil,
Shadow of darkness,
Dont praise to me,
Your dedication to the Devil.
God of Isreal who is my Master,
Will lead my soul to peace,
For I who follow my Lordship,
Will I be with Him.
Choose now your destiny,
Forsake lust and adultery,
Credit your sins that are many,
For the overflowing love of Almighty.
Woe your form of charity,
Pride and greed shall come to pass,
But you shall lose everything,
And your living soul ;He shall take last !
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Posted: Jun 2012
About this poem:
All my works comes from the blessing of our Lord Jesus . I am nothing without his grace .Bless EVERYONE in CS AND PC .Amen
From Ancient Bullman
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