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123whisper

Faith

Be near me when woods fire light turnes low,
When the blood fills cold
When the wheels of my soul flies in winter
like a ghost glimmers true the silent night

Be near me when meteor leaves a shining furrow
lightening into my eyes and heart
to be lost in me...
and sink,and rise
to comfort,to warm angelic light
when transient sorrows,stringth,endurance,love,kisses
breathing thoughtful
endless play of the world in tears

O' heart, are you great enough
for a faith that never dies in deserts of human strives ?

Be near me when wake at night alone
shadow grows biger in all cone of the room
When in an earthy bed
my heart would listen to her own heart beat
Echoes of Faith
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Posted: May 2014
About this poem:
10/05/2014
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weemick1960

Can I Paint You With Words?

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The artist ready with his palette,
Shall catch a moment In your life.
You shall be there upon the canvas,
Immortalized forever.
In your glory you shall stand,
On canvas proudly displayed,
An auburn haired beauty,
So the title It will say.
Such Immortality I cannot give you,
I have but my simple words,
To you my Love I do devote them,
Though they may never Immortalize.
You stand before me natures' daughter.
Your flesh Is divine perfection,
Your body being Love's own temple,
There you stand my earthly Angel.
Living auburn hair dances down,
Around your shoulders such gossamer touch.
My beloved turn now.
Let my words see that which saw no paint,
The soft brown eyes two priceless jewels,
To look within Is to be lost In Loves' Domain.
A wondrous smile that lights up your face,
You become the living sun of my life.
Breasts point forth calling for Loves' own hand,
Your temple shines ready for loves' embrace.
Nature's shadow awaits the time to come.
Blush not my beloved,
These words tell not the glory that Is you,
The true glory lies within,
Where your true divinity lies,
Where the woman that you are does dwell,
The true woman.
The artist does win with his canvas,
Your beauty he captures forever.
I am but a child of words,
These words die at the end of my pen,
I think I can paint you with words,
No, I know this can never be.
No one can paint a true Angel,
The artist gets closer to the truth,
We can always look upon your canvas,
An auburn haired beauty.
In truth You alone know the answer,
“Can I paint you with words?”
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Posted: Sep 2014
About this poem:
I have asked this question of myself many times.
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Unknown

A Coming King

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I can hear the trumpet sound
The earth is shaking
As mountains come crashing to the ground
Graves are opening
As the King comes to claim His own
Angels by the thousands
Come to escort us home
Looking all around,
Bodies translating
Mortality to immortality
Families reunited in the air and on the ground
No more transgressing
No more crying
No pain, no death, no sorrow
Only love, joy and peace
We shall know....
On that glorious day
When King Jesus comes to take us far away.
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Posted: Sep 2014
About this poem:
just thoughts of a better day, a better place.
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Girlygirl196349

DADDY DADDY!

Daddy Daddy !
You're the man!
Promise to throw my
trash in a can!
I'm your biggest fan!
Now come hold my hand !
Everyday you make me smile !
This has been going on for a while!
I feel like a child !
Sometimes even wild !
I know your always there !
With the touch of the phone !
Daddy Daddy!
Please
Take her drunk
a** home !
I wrote you a poem!
Promise not to roam !
You know I'm no lush !
I'm guilty of a crush !
Oh Daddy Daddy !
Promise to never be a fatty !
You can roll a fat one!
Have lots of fun !
Just don't smoke more then one !
For you might become
A fatty Daddy!!
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Posted: Jun 2014
About this poem:
Inspired by a funny story I heard
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Spartacus2012

Nightmares

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A nightmare force me awakened
the tough life
force me awakened...

My dreams come through the walls
light up my dark room
darkens light ones...

My nightmares are plague carriers
dreams of life
sometimes brings death...

In my sleep I have nightmares
when awake I have my thoughts
I'm not sure which is worse...

Often my pillow is an ocean
some nights I drown
in my own tears and hopes...

If I scream wake me
I didn't mean to wake you
it was just a nightmare...
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Posted: Jun 2014
About this poem:
Sunday morning poem..Happy Sunday!
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cafetwo2010

Castle coffee

Come join us at the long table with torches
hung from castle walls
Bare foot maidens dressed in velvet and white
Tis an evening we'll spend in enraptured delight
Harpists will play as black panthers look on
The knights pour the coffee dancing with song
Come take your first drink from goblets of gold
And toast to your spirit this potion so bold
The first sip has you floating as cloud horses
sweep you up
Another sip and you'll be happy we filled the
whole cup
A marching band of purple ants step in cadence
across your fingers
You slipped your mind in your pocket and for
the evening it lingers
The toothpick people had the wizzard arrested
But it never went to trial and was never contested
So drink up O maidens and knights do the same
And fret not of the stories of those gone insane.
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Posted: Jul 2014
About this poem:
Anybody want a sip of this coffee? Come on now
don't be shy. Lol
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Bid64

Browning

I walked a long the weary lane,Of Browning trees as Autumn came.Alone with my dog and black thorn stick, In a nearby field where rabbits sit. They danced and played in the Autumn leaves, That fell like snowflakes from the trees. A burst of speed and a violent roar, And rabbits sit and play no more. A tall pine tree the wind brought down , to lay in contrast with the brown. But the brown again will turn to green, Where Autumn leaves so brown have been.
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Posted: Feb 2021
About this poem:
Childhood memories, memories of my two brothers Michael and Thomas RIP, Love you always,
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godsprincess

THEY DON'T UNDERSTAND

She went to see the doctor one day
And was devastated at what he had to say
You cannot wear anything for 2 weeks
Rub ointment on before and after you sleep

Two weeks she said
I might as well be dead
I can’t go out in public bare and naked
Everyone will think I am tainted

It’s no big deal the doctor said
She said I may as well stay in bed
Don’t be a drama queen the doctor replied
You must do as I abide

I can’t use anything to cover up she asked
No – not if you want to get better fast
Well that’s just hunky dory she said
Without my eye makeup I look like I’m dead!

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Posted: Jan 2016
About this poem:
Just a silly little poem about us girls and our eye makeup
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doglover14

"TEARS"

My tears are the overflowing juices
Of my heart and soul.

They are the lifeblood of my very being,
And should be thought of as a sacred gift
From a heart that is again feeling life.

For many years they did not flow…
For many years I did not feel.

I know you hate the wetness on your manly chest,

But please try not to hate them…
Rather welcome them,
As they are the unspoken words of my very
Being.
………………………

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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2015 1:34 AM CST
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Posted: May 2016
About this poem:
Tears of Beauty ~
From The Heart!
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cafetwo2010

Are you insane? Check yes/ no

Here it is ladies!)The definitive test
concerning the true state of your mental
faculties. Just for fun you might wanna
take this test to see if you're really
insane. Results will be scored by people
who learned more and more about less and
less until they finally knew everything
about nothing. Be of good cheer! What do
you have to lose?
Ok, here we go.Just answer yes or no to
each question and we promise not to publish the results on the six o'clock
news.
For the ladies:
1. When you first meet a CS date in a public place do you steer away from the
clubs and bars fearing your new date
might discover how many jerks you beat
the hell out of just for being stupid?
2. Do you communicate with the spare tire
in the trunk of your car?
3. If you have red hair and the letter of
your first name begin's with 'L,' do you
think that means you've decended from
someone famous?
4. Did you ever want to be a witch?
5. Do you believe that the Wizard of
Oz had the hots for the wicked witch
of the west?
6. If so, would you be the brides maid
at their wedding?
7. Does being insane take most of the
stress out of your life?
8. At your job, would your coworkers raise
an eyebrow if you showed up wearing nothing but a pink thong, while you're screaming out that you are the true Joan
of Ark?
8. Are you the twin daughter of different
mother?
9. Have you ever suspected that the common
house fly has a better grasp on Einstein's
theory of relativity than you do?
10. Do you wish that you had invented the
toilet?
11. Have you ever confessed to a priest
why you've never worn a bra in church?
12. Do you believe that Mickey Mouse could
whip your boy friends A*s?
13. Do you feel unjustifiably good
about yourself because you paid for
your boyfriends rent just because he
lived in the woods for the last seven
years?
14. Have you ever set fire to your new
dates house with his very own "romantic
candles?"
15. Do you believe that men are not much
further along the evolutionary scale than, let's say, the cockroach you just swept
off your back porch?
16. Are you still reluctant to reveal to
your inner circle of friends you
confide your true feelings to a water
buffalo at the zoo?
17. If yesterday was tomorrow, and
next week was the last Thursday in
the second month of 296 BC. would
you take the day off and go skinny
dipping?
18. Does the word 'slop', make you
want to seek professional counciling?
19. If this next question had no answer,
would you ever again be able to look
your neighbors cat in the eye?
20. Do you still believe that Peter Pan
wrote the Declaration of Independence?
21. Is the FBI still confused as to why
they cannot find your last 17 boyfriends?
22. Do you still believe that your mailman
is the product of a genetic experiment by
beings from another planet?


There it is ladies. The ultimate test of
sanity or insanity. But it's all good!
Go forth. Be fruitful and multiply!
Cafe
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Posted: May 2016
About this poem:
A lil fun on Monday night? Can't take
ourselves to seriously can we?
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