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adjhe

HIM

For my church is my family
who loves me
unconditionally.
Who lifts me up
in any and all
T. I. M. E. S.
Who Is always
there for me.
There is unity
between us.
The closeness
that I long for.
God has filled
that need completely.
How gracious He is
always being there
for me.
Loving me with open
arms inviting me
into them.
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Posted: Mar 2014
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Unknown

Why i hate religion and love Jesus spoken word

What if I told you Jesus came to abolish religion
What if I told you republican doesn't automatically mean Christian
I mean if religion is so great, why has it started so many wars
Why does it build huge churches, but fails to feed the poor
Religion might preach grace, but another thing they practice
Tend to ridicule God's people, they did it to John The Baptist
See the problem with religion,Like let's dress up the outside make it look nice and neat,But it's funny that's what they use to do to mummies
I ain't judging, I'm just saying quit putting on a fake look
there's a problem if people only know you're a Christian by your Facebook
I mean in every other aspect of life, you know that logic's unworthy
You see this was me but no one seemed to be on to me
Acting like a church kid, while addicted to pornography
See on Sunday I'd go to church,Saturday getting faded
Acting if I was simply created just to have sex and get wasted
See I spent my whole life building this facade of neatness
But now that I know Jesus, I boast in my weakness
if grace is water, then the church should be an ocean
It's not a museum for good people, it's a hospital for the broken
Which means I don't have to hide my failure, I don't have to hide my sin
Because it doesn't depend on me it depends on him
See because when I was God's enemy,certainly not a fan
He looked down and said I want,that,man
Which is why Jesus hated religion, and for it he called them fools
Don't you see so much better than just following some rules
Now let me clarify,I love the church,I love the Bible, and yes I believe in sin But if Jesus came to your church would they actually let him in
See remember he was called a glutton, and a drunkard by religious men
But the son of God never supports self righteousness not now, not then
Now one thing is vital to mention,How Jesus and religion are on opposite spectrum,See one's the work of God, but one's a man made invention
See one is the cure, but the other's the infection
See because religion says do, Jesus says done
Religion says slave, Jesus says son
Religion puts us in bondage, while Jesus sets us free
Religion makes you blind, but Jesus makes you see
Religion is man searching for God, Christianity is God searching for man
Which is why salvation is freely mine, and forgiveness is my own
Not based on my merits but Jesus's obedience alone
Because he took the crown of thorns, and the blood dripped down his face
He took what we all deserved, I guess that's why you call it grace
And. while being murdered he yelled"Father forgive them they know not what they do."Because when he was dangling on that cross, he was thinking of you,He absorbed all of your sin, and buried it in the tomb
Which is why I'm kneeling at the cross, saying come on there's room
Because when Jesus said it is finished, I believe he meant it
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Posted: Mar 2014
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darkhorse555

st patrick

the fairest saint
in all our lands
hail glorious st patrick
from crosses to holy wells
serpents he did banish
hail glorious st patrick
the kids they paint themselves in green
as irish
we have our shamrock
hail glorious st patrick
he gave us paddy as a name
proud of you st patrick
hail glorious
to you st patrick
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Posted: Mar 2013
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mcradloff

A Visit To Heaven

It was a trip I was looking forward to
A visit to heaven
I saw the inscription on the gates
Abandon all suffering ye who enter here
The streets were made of gold
Everyone was a billionaire
Everyone shared their wealth
Everyone was happy and healthy
The best foods were available
Lobster, filet mignon, king crab, and thousands of others
You could go fishing and catch your limit in half an hour
You could go golfing and expect at least one hole in one
You can travel anywhere in the universe in an instant
The cars had the best music on voice command
The houses were all mansions with pools in the basement
The prettiest butterflies could be see on the most beautiful flowers
The waters were so clear and clean you could drink right out of them
All questions had answers
There was only truth and love
The angel took my hand and told me
You are going there some day
Till that day comes
You must try to create as close to heaven on earth as you can
Then the angel guided me back to earth
And I woke up still clutching the bag of candy she had given me
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Posted: Mar 2014
About this poem:
Just got the book Dante's Inferno. I was trying to create my own verison of heaven. I also mixed in a dream I had as a child when I got adopted.
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Unknown

4 THINGS THAT I KNEW

ALL I EVER KNEW WAS MAD, SAD, SCARED & ANGRY.
I WAS MAD CAUSE I ALWAY HAD TO PUT MY GUARDS UP & NOT LET ANYONE IN, DUE TO A PAST THAT WAS HEART BREAKING IT WAS DOOMED BEFORE IT BEGANED.
I WAS SAD DUE TO MY HEART BEING BROKEN BY SEVERAL WHO CLAIMED TO CARE FOR ME, INCLUDING EXTENDED FAMILY, A LIFELESS MARRIAGE, FULL OF PAIN THAT IS HARD TO DESCRIBE BY ME. NEW LOVERS THAT CLAIM TO HAVE MY BEST INTEREST BY FAR, SO NOW MY MEMORY STILL BARES THE SCARS.
IM STILL SCARED OF MY PAST,IM TRYING HARD TO FORGET, BUT WHEN I CLOSE MY EYES THE PAIN STILL EXIST. MY FUTURE IS THE SAME, I KEEP RUNNING INTO THE SAME PAIN, DIFFERENT FACE & NAMES BUT PLAYING THE VERY SAME GAME.IS THAT MY SCENERIO THATS DESTINED TO BE MY LIFE, KNOW WONDER WHY I BREAK DOWN & CRY. WONDERING IF THIS SCRIPT IS WHATS LAID OUT FOR MY LIFE.
IM SCARED FOR MY HEART ONLY KNOWS HOW TO LOVE & FORGIVE, BUT MY MIND NEVER LETS ME FORGET OR STOP ME FROM WONDERING IF & WHEN I GET HURT AGAIN BY THE NEXT LOVER OR FRIEND WHO CLAIMS TO BE HERE.
IM LONELY CAUSE OF ALL THESE THINGS, SOMETIMES I WONDER IF I CHASE A GENUINE LOVER OR FRIEND AWAY. DUE TO A GUARD OF IVISIBLE STEEL I DISPLAY. I WONDER IF REAL LOVE WILL EVER COME MY WAY. CAN I LOWER MY GUARD & LOVE THEM THE WAY MY HEART SAY.
FOR THESE ARE THE 4 THINGS I KNEW.
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Posted: Mar 2014
About this poem:
FEELINGS
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HieuDao

Wandering Through Time

My mind wanders and the truth it Falsified
Faking facts to fiction it twist and Bends
Blurring and tainting what is really Reality
Raising questions to my own Insanity
In times of doubt I follow the Trend
Traditions answers no longer satisfied

The hungry minds of modern Times
Thirsting for knowledge in a global Age
A quest for equality in over crowded Cities
Countries combine increasing Diversity
Differences accepted yet before bought Rage
Reckless decisions resulted in human Crimes

The Autumn leaves fall every year
As Winter snow slowly melts
Springs warmth brings life from what was bare
Summer heat withers a blooming health
The constant cycle of life

But have we learnt from mistakes of the past?
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Posted: Dec 2013
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fjamesj9701

Paradox

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This world is full of delusions and our imaginations are trapped inside
Within this sphere some give into fear never mind the world outside
Excuses are made by common sense as maturity begins leaking from our mouth
But still we attempt to negotiate if there is a north there is a south
Some are in search of science while others believe religion is just a myth
I believe religion gives birth to hypocrites and science is a gift
So many claim to have everything and yet they always seem to want more
It's a thirsts that is never satisfied, but no other shapes fit in the hole
Sometimes in life we try to place the wrong pieces inside of the right times
Giving a name to complications authorizing entanglements design
And if on the day I feel incomplete when my flesh wants to let go
Will I truly escape with peace and life or die forever within my hell bent soul
And as I lay inside the womb of eternal sleep am I just food for the worms
Or does the earth absorb my body and my energy becomes one with the universe
One thing that I'm certain of is that the world will always turn
And if there is a Heaven and Hell one day we all will learn

*JJF*
10/21/2013
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Posted: Oct 2013
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adjhe

Searching

Searching.. for what i did not know.
Longing for a family to call my own.
Accepting only rejection
It seem so natural for me.
Walked on and over numerous times.
Doormat is that all i am to be.
Reaching out i cling to you my father.
My heavenly father.
You give me all the strength i need.
What i am searching for God has
shown and given to me unconditionally.
You have followed through with His blessing
Showing me the unconditional love.
Reaching a hand out to me.
Lifting me up to exalt His kingdom.
Showing me why He gave me this talent of mine.
Thank you my church family.
You truly are God inspired.
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Posted: Mar 2014
About this poem:
my family
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madtat29

Armageddon

All the angels are waiting,
Standing on the battlefield,
Awaiting the end,
Awaiting Armageddon,
Time is approaching,
Yea the world is filled with sin,
And all will be judged,
This system is at an end,
Scrolls have been opened,
Prophecy has come to pass,
Words have been spoken
Judgment day is here at last,
Yeah here we are at the end,
Here we are at Armageddon...
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Posted: Jan 2012
About this poem:
It's coming...
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SecondAct

And if I should awake some day to find

And if I should awake some day to find
My dreams spread out like sheets of poetry
Discarded, unread; workings of a mind
That leaped and fell at every boundary

Then what can I say but at least I tried
To keep my aim upon the truer course
And if at times I wandered to the side
I'll not add lie on lie with sham remorse

For after midnight hours with Holy Books
And a century of yogic disciplines
I'll still fall to me knees when some girl looks
And drink the night away with dearest friends
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Posted: Feb 2014
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