I don't buy we are reunited with loved ones after dying
It's an absolute impossibility I am in no way implying
Every hope lives perpetually within each fiber of my being
a questions answer differs which basically negates agreeing
When religions became many it made them seem less legit
from the start it's been conducive to suffering that hasn't quit
the largest religion believes killing innocent is their gods teaching
all succumbing to their beliefs a goal they're dead set on reaching
It's nonsensical to give oneself to something based on faith alone
after sinning and denying god exist just ask forgiveness to atone
Common sense says religion and almighty deities are a complete fable
I tried living with blind faith but reality finally made me unable
Those preaching at pulpits are committing the worst kind of sin
the ungodly goings on makes it much more arduous to believe in
No one should put their faith in something symbolic of a deceiver
make your god credible before attempting to convert a non-believer
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Posted: Nov 2017
About this poem:
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11/22/17
twd..4/16/18
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I´ve seen so many faces
Blank ones with the snout of the pig
Friendly faces looking for sympathy
at the random pains to the world.
Have seen my own face in the mirror so many times,
my reflection in the eyes of lions, yeah, like they'd want your leftovers ...
They are burning behind you, and facing ahead of you the crowd of the enemies of the rock that holds your back, impersonal, without a face to hate them, but your smiley eyes keep loving the speedo: Freedom!!!!
We played our best cards and nobody lost the game.
On the contrary, we both won.
I'm his naughty Queen, he's my shy King. Royalty we define, no drama, respecting lifting one another.
Never letting anyone come in between us ...we are friends.
My timid King will have chocolate today sitting in his steel throne, it´s his Birthday.
,,,,and I love you Mr. B.
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Posted: Nov 2017
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Almost a year :) Patience? lol!
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Author: Unknown
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Nobby was my little brother
However he was driven mentally insane
There wasn’t a thing I could do
To stop the torture or the mental pain
Oh Nobby I am so sorry
That you were born to be a boy
To be toughened up
For my parents to destroy
Punch after punch Blow after blow
From a boxer in the army
Daddy beat you up
Into an emotional Tsunami
So when you grew up
You flipped your wig
Beating up everyone
You felt really big
Your wife and three daughters
Had to go into hiding
Yet her dad was the only one
She could confide in
Bashing on his door
Shouting “where’s my fu*king wife"
Threatening the old man
With a petrol chainsaw knife
Smashing up his van
By ramming yours into his
Terrifying the neighbours
And your own kids
The hatred that was in you
Wouldn’t allow you any peace
Until your father-in-law
Lifted the shotgun
And the double barrel he released
He blew away your head
While you were rolling a cigarette
Outside a London police station
Without a single regret
He received two years sentence
Cus he was provoked beyond all doubt
I visited him in prison
With cigarette papers and some snout
I just wanted to hear his story
Letting him know I bare no grudge
To bring him my forgiveness
As God is the only judge
He may have pulled the trigger
Of that double barrelled gun
Yet who loaded the ammunition?
Yes my dad and my mum...
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Posted: Nov 2017
About this poem:
This is a true account of my brother's homicide in 1990
I have performed this poem for performance poetry
In Donegal, Tyrone and Fermanagh and it has touched many peoples hearts
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You are the air that I breathe,
the wind that caresses me,
the rain that wet me,
the sun that warms me,
the star that guides me,
the moon that lights me,
my world.
The rose that I feel,
the grass that I touch,
the waves that carry me
to distant horizons,
sand under my feet
leaving borrowed
at each of your passages.
Your mouth that desires me,
your eyes that smile at me,
your hands touching me,
my heart capsizing.
You are my nights and my days,
my dreams and my desires,
my strength and my sweetness,
my patience and my will.
In your arms I feel
the most beautiful of women,
the most loving,
the sweetest,
the only, the unique.
In your eyes I'm lost
and I discover myself.
In your words
I drown myself to infinity.
Take what is to be taken,
give what is to be given,
let's keep this desire, this love
and this strength for eternity,
whatever may happen.
I loved you, I love you and I love you,
your princess between earth and sun.
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Posted: Dec 2017
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Stronger and stronger with time,
I let myself dream,
This beautiful fairy tale ...
Every second with you is magic,
I live a beautiful story,
It's a dream that has just come true,
And I do not intend to wake up ...
I'm happy when I'm with you,
Sad when you're away from me,
I can not live without you,
Please do not leave me ...
I know you still have not realized,
Yet our love is very true,
Know that in my heart there is only you,
And that I love you as nobody will love you ...
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Posted: Dec 2017
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Author: Unknown
Heav'ns break of dawn
And earth’s vapid shadows fade
Of undefilèd Virgin's womb
The Saviour in a manger laid
Divine Deity descended
For Heav'n and earth’s blissful accord
Angelic symphony serenade
The sacred gift, our precious Lord
Yeshua, thee perpetual wealthiest dower
Gold and possessions bare no worth
Freely relinquishing at third hour
For ALL upon this sorrowful earth
His Sovereignty concealed with man to dwell
Naked, cameth Thee to dress
Love incarnate, love divine
Emmanuel, veiled in flesh
Wise bend before Glorious throne
Souls in blisfull rapture
Kneel fixed with stedfast gaze
The Saviours sheen they capture
Smiling Infancy, thus so pure
Living immortal Word
Hail King, The Lamb and Shepherd
Our Heritage has been restored
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Posted: Dec 2017
About this poem:
Christmas poem I wrote today
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Author: Chencha, la aferrada
I trot along the yellow brick road
In search for something I need,
Passing the Lion, Tin Man, and the Scarecrow,
But not interest in any of these three.
I'm off to seek something bigger,
Something only the wizard can award.
It is not to take me to my empty home.
Something greater I have in store.
I have no need for bright red shoes
Or a dog named Toto; I already have three.
Or to be zapped back to my home on the hills,
Or a fairy, a witch, or a monkey.
A crystal ball would be nice to have,
But friends, I really have plenty.
I'm eager to pass through Munchkin Land
To grab a few lollipops for the journey.
I've come to ask the wizard
For something I can't ever do,
For something I prayed so long for;
Even my God hasn't pulled through.
I've seen this man grant many wishes.
When I was a young little girl
I thought it couldn't hurt none,
So I'm here to give it a whirl.
I am asking the wizard for a baby,
For I never could conceive.
Though I try so hard so many times,
I want this more than the air I breathe.
And once he grants me my wish
And places a seed inside my womb,
I will request that he fly me back
To a home with a nursery room
Where I can rock my baby in a chair
And sing lullabies to it all night long
And envision our life together
Inside our souvenir crystal ball
My home won't lack from silence.
My heart won't lack empty space.
My dreams will have come true.
I will be kissing my baby's face
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Posted: Dec 2017
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Those things some get for granted. Motherhood.
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The whole truth is rarely heard
gullible folks believe every word
The liar you can't believe a bit
without even trying we forget
The guilty must tread lightly
mostly deaf hear slightly
The eternal flame remains lit
What happens is 'shit'
The smart gets branded a nerd
liberal left truly depicts absurd
The precarious aren't so sure
grown-up doesn't define mature
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Posted: Dec 2017
About this poem:
12/09/17
Just saying...
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..Silence
I am, tragic
beyond trickery...
I am innocence
I am, misery?
I am Blood
I am, mystery
I am heart
I am, History
I, am, time
I, am delivery
I am love
I am, liberty
...Revenge
I am Plot
I am, author
I am audition
I am, order
I am rhyme
I, am Vission
I am soul
I am, Mission
I am bone
I am, brittle
I am pen
I, am, riddle
Victory...
I am story
I, Belong
I am commitment
I am, strong
I am words
I am... applause
I am life
I, am, law
I, am conscience
I am, bloom
I am seed
I am Tomb.
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Posted: Sep 2017
About this poem:
I have changed the title as I felt it did not suit the poem and also the last 3 lines,, it fits much better now!
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online today!
Carry me home
Like a leaf in a breeze on an autumn morn
Like the sound of laughter from our youth
The familiar smell of rhubarb pie
On a cold and clammy eve in July
Carry me home
To where we would sit and chat
About everything and anything, just this and that
An inviting fire, a tune from a guitar
The whistle of a kettle never too far
Carry me home
To the place I know so well
Where memories are made
Hopes and dreams shared
No matter the distance
My heart will always be
At home, in my safe place
To be still, to be me..
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Posted: Sep 2017
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