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Cyndi_Moone
Published
10th Aug 2020 1:33am
10th Aug 2020 1:33am
GOD OF WONDERS
God of power, love, and endless wonders
Whose throne is in heaven above lightning and thunder
If You and I were to walk hand-in-hand
Across the miles of city land
Would You be ten or a million feet tall?
Standing by You,, would make me grasshopper small!
Would You have to bend Your neck a little
Or bend more like halfway down the middle
Not to bury Your head on the sun, the moon, or the stars?
And how do they stay up there so far?
Would You walk right through the hot summer sun
Or the lit-filled moon when the day is done
Because You,...
Whose throne is in heaven above lightning and thunder
If You and I were to walk hand-in-hand
Across the miles of city land
Would You be ten or a million feet tall?
Standing by You,, would make me grasshopper small!
Would You have to bend Your neck a little
Or bend more like halfway down the middle
Not to bury Your head on the sun, the moon, or the stars?
And how do they stay up there so far?
Would You walk right through the hot summer sun
Or the lit-filled moon when the day is done
Because You,...
#Christian
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Poetic_Strength
Published
12th Jun 2020 3:47am
12th Jun 2020 3:47am
The effect of a Gentle Stroke- Taste of Wine
I sat still with the idea to listen
To what life has to bring
while the voice within spoke
About those things
that last like
a stroke
The tenderness within evoked
A fountain of limitless interaction
The inclination of those verbal encounter
Of him and her, intellectual cords,
In oblivious and senseless contractions
bore rumors; the intentions.
Transformed the character into acts of constellation
Engraved scenes written on heaven’s blanket,
The sound of climax and fragrance of Angel’s cloth,
The eyes of...
To what life has to bring
while the voice within spoke
About those things
that last like
a stroke
The tenderness within evoked
A fountain of limitless interaction
The inclination of those verbal encounter
Of him and her, intellectual cords,
In oblivious and senseless contractions
bore rumors; the intentions.
Transformed the character into acts of constellation
Engraved scenes written on heaven’s blanket,
The sound of climax and fragrance of Angel’s cloth,
The eyes of...
#secrets
#summer
#WritingPoetry #passion
#WritingPoetry #passion
5 reads
5 Comments
Shakespearan-Sweet
Published
16th May 2020 00:35am
16th May 2020 00:35am
Hands2Hands (Revised)
Hands 2 Hands entwines
Forehead. touchings
purest intent, love divines
Searching for expressions no words can we define
intoxicated kisses from lips of red wines
Beneath the stares of our shooting stars eyes
Neither one of us wants to end this beautiful twilight
As we sit here holding each other tight
I want to be that love diary you read At bed every night
let not your heart be troubled
For deep within the the ink of my pages My vowels of beautiful syllabus outlines and phrases
My humbllings to be...
Forehead. touchings
purest intent, love divines
Searching for expressions no words can we define
intoxicated kisses from lips of red wines
Beneath the stares of our shooting stars eyes
Neither one of us wants to end this beautiful twilight
As we sit here holding each other tight
I want to be that love diary you read At bed every night
let not your heart be troubled
For deep within the the ink of my pages My vowels of beautiful syllabus outlines and phrases
My humbllings to be...
#love
#hope
#romantic
#FallingInLove
#support
6 reads
6 Comments
CosiestPrism273
Published
8th Nov 2020 10:33am
8th Nov 2020 10:33am
Midnight ride
I'm a man on a midnight ride
I'm asking where the devil will hide
My mind remembers the times I cried
It remembers the pain I felt inside
The sun will shine on a sunny day
Then night will come and it will fade away
So many things I want to say
I'm on my knees and ready to pray
Time will go on and you will find
That the whole time you were blind
You will hit replay and instant rewind
Remember your life in your mind
I'm a man on a midnight ride
I'm asking where...
I'm asking where the devil will hide
My mind remembers the times I cried
It remembers the pain I felt inside
The sun will shine on a sunny day
Then night will come and it will fade away
So many things I want to say
I'm on my knees and ready to pray
Time will go on and you will find
That the whole time you were blind
You will hit replay and instant rewind
Remember your life in your mind
I'm a man on a midnight ride
I'm asking where...
#lyrics
6 reads
0 Comments
OxyMoronicMe
G.L.
G.L.
Published
1st May 2019 3:40am
1st May 2019 3:40am
Pink Courage
No less passionate than any aggressive stance
Daring
In silence
Subtle
Deliberate coincidence
Sharper than any straightforward verbal banter
Cunning
Curveball pitcher
Indirect
Bullseye shooter
Still, but substantially concentrated
Unassuming
Patiently persisting
Unwavering
Protracted struggling
Against a generation
Cross-flowing
Behind the scene
Rewriting
Life as they would have wanted
A shade paler than red
Like a second class citizen
By temperature and...
Daring
In silence
Subtle
Deliberate coincidence
Sharper than any straightforward verbal banter
Cunning
Curveball pitcher
Indirect
Bullseye shooter
Still, but substantially concentrated
Unassuming
Patiently persisting
Unwavering
Protracted struggling
Against a generation
Cross-flowing
Behind the scene
Rewriting
Life as they would have wanted
A shade paler than red
Like a second class citizen
By temperature and...
#courage
7 reads
1 Comment
OxyMoronicMe
G.L.
G.L.
Published
13th Sep 2019 7:33am
13th Sep 2019 7:33am
SLUMBER OF THE MOON
Darkness, don't loose your light;
I CANNOT.
Here comes yellow, struggling against the fog.
Time, slow down;
I CANNOT.
The sun is waking up.
Full, am I?
FOOL YOU ARE!
Setting behind the clouds.
I CANNOT.
Here comes yellow, struggling against the fog.
Time, slow down;
I CANNOT.
The sun is waking up.
Full, am I?
FOOL YOU ARE!
Setting behind the clouds.
#aging
7 reads
1 Comment
Poetic_Strength
Published
27th Nov 2019 3:11am
27th Nov 2019 3:11am
Unexpected
The arctic motion’s
exposure been uncovered by
kryptonite’s congeniality,
delightful crimson’s leads
banned by solar moon’s infidelity,
As messengers spectate waves of fibbers,
lyrical pattern bestowed upon shadows...
of those,
Horrified by meaning of
Trials,
Mind set’s delicacy
Strained ,
impeccably,
Failed to decipher,
purposes,
As masters plot masterpieces,
Instinctual,
Anticipated meditation
schemes
against elementals,
Contextual,
The motions of arctic
Exposure ...
exposure been uncovered by
kryptonite’s congeniality,
delightful crimson’s leads
banned by solar moon’s infidelity,
As messengers spectate waves of fibbers,
lyrical pattern bestowed upon shadows...
of those,
Horrified by meaning of
Trials,
Mind set’s delicacy
Strained ,
impeccably,
Failed to decipher,
purposes,
As masters plot masterpieces,
Instinctual,
Anticipated meditation
schemes
against elementals,
Contextual,
The motions of arctic
Exposure ...
#lies
#honesty
#LifeChangingMoment
#escape
#hypocrisy
7 reads
4 Comments
ReggiePoet
Reggie
Reggie
Published
12th Nov 2020 3:56pm
12th Nov 2020 3:56pm
Pirate 7 - Porto Bello
quatern
When Porto Bello city fell
July 'O Sixteen Sixty-eight
We pirates took the citadels
And sealed the Spanish city’s fate
Her women raped, her menfolk slain
When Porto Bello city fell
Our cunning Captain Morgan reigned
Until the ransom paid as well
The mayor’s daughters’ fate befell
Despoiled and stripped 'o all their clothes
When Porto Bello city fell
Enslaved and sold as brothel whores
The raid, his Letter Marque forbade
Yet Henry Morgan played it well
'Ter rule Jamaica undismayed ...
When Porto Bello city fell
July 'O Sixteen Sixty-eight
We pirates took the citadels
And sealed the Spanish city’s fate
Her women raped, her menfolk slain
When Porto Bello city fell
Our cunning Captain Morgan reigned
Until the ransom paid as well
The mayor’s daughters’ fate befell
Despoiled and stripped 'o all their clothes
When Porto Bello city fell
Enslaved and sold as brothel whores
The raid, his Letter Marque forbade
Yet Henry Morgan played it well
'Ter rule Jamaica undismayed ...
#rhyming
#historical
7 reads
3 Comments
ReggiePoet
Reggie
Reggie
Published
12th Dec 2020 6:46pm
12th Dec 2020 6:46pm
Druid Solstice
#BDSM
#rhyming
#pagan
7 reads
2 Comments
ReggiePoet
Reggie
Reggie
Published
21st Dec 2020 3:59pm
21st Dec 2020 3:59pm
Onliest Choice
When she said, “He’s the one I will wed”
Her momma said, “Girl, use your head!
He’s the kind to avoid
Because he’s unemployed
Best to marry that farm boy instead!"
“But ma, he’s my onliest choice—
Because he’s a man amongst boys!”
Then she showed her ma why
By unzipping his fly
And her momma began to rejoice!
Momma sang, “What a Log! Glory Be!
Precious Lord, it hangs clear to his knees!
That boy’s hung like a bull!”
Then she gave it pull
It took papa to pry her hand free!
Her momma said, “Girl, use your head!
He’s the kind to avoid
Because he’s unemployed
Best to marry that farm boy instead!"
“But ma, he’s my onliest choice—
Because he’s a man amongst boys!”
Then she showed her ma why
By unzipping his fly
And her momma began to rejoice!
Momma sang, “What a Log! Glory Be!
Precious Lord, it hangs clear to his knees!
That boy’s hung like a bull!”
Then she gave it pull
It took papa to pry her hand free!
#sex
#limerick
#funny
7 reads
1 Comment
robert43041
Viking
Viking
Published
2nd Mar 2021 6:23pm
2nd Mar 2021 6:23pm
Perception
One thing that is open
Is our Métro. It is our Subway,
Our U-Bahn. It gives us
A semblance of freedom
And liberty in this Age of
Confinement.
Though it is a life Underground
As if we were weird creatures
Afraid to see what we would find
Were we allowed to go above
And see for ourselves.
Is our Métro. It is our Subway,
Our U-Bahn. It gives us
A semblance of freedom
And liberty in this Age of
Confinement.
Though it is a life Underground
As if we were weird creatures
Afraid to see what we would find
Were we allowed to go above
And see for ourselves.
#hope
#motivational
7 reads
0 Comments
hackerstacker
Published
2nd Nov 2018 5:02am
2nd Nov 2018 5:02am
Mans past till now
#redemption
8 reads
3 Comments
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