You and God*
Benzy_420
BTheW
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BTheW
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Poetry Contest Description
Write a letter to God (Yahweh, Allah, Buddha, whoever)
If you could be pen pals with the creator, what would you say?
Are you grateful? Are you miffed? Do you have a bone to pick?
No character limit
1 week to complete
Original writes, or pick something from your portfolio
2 entries per poet
Public vote
ClassyBird
ClAsSyBiRdMeLlA
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ClAsSyBiRdMeLlA
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Dear Elohim (God)
Eli Eli lema Sabachthani
That's Aramaic for,
My God, My God, why hast thou forsaken me?
What of the promises you made to me,
A promise is a comfort to a fool,
But God is that how you see me?
When you promised to
Never forsake me if i seek to you,
or the plan to prosper and not to harm me,
plans of hope and the future for me,
My God you took from me,
My brother, my mother, significant other,
Why, God of compassion and Mercy,
Do you see me, God?
You called me out on little faith,
and asked me why I doubt,
When You've also lost on my behalf,
Your only son for love.
You said that you would fight for me
and asked that I be still,
So here I am humbled to you
Dear God,
let your will.
That's Aramaic for,
My God, My God, why hast thou forsaken me?
What of the promises you made to me,
A promise is a comfort to a fool,
But God is that how you see me?
When you promised to
Never forsake me if i seek to you,
or the plan to prosper and not to harm me,
plans of hope and the future for me,
My God you took from me,
My brother, my mother, significant other,
Why, God of compassion and Mercy,
Do you see me, God?
You called me out on little faith,
and asked me why I doubt,
When You've also lost on my behalf,
Your only son for love.
You said that you would fight for me
and asked that I be still,
So here I am humbled to you
Dear God,
let your will.
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(ClAsSyBiRdMeLlA)
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Jade-Pandora
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jade tiger
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Three Letters
•One• ( Satan )
I write this to you, a cathartic exercise
In life, and what I hope to learn in its attempt.
I write this, though I don’t know why, perhaps you do.
I’ve never believed you were the beast people say,
That the church preaches, and the Bible teaches us.
But the way to explain what goes on in the Mind,
Where everything resides when we’re born, as we live
And then, always too soon, though some are blessed
- we die.
•Two• ( Dad )
I write this to you, a cathartic exercise
In life, and what I hope to learn in its attempt.
I write this, though I don’t know why, perhaps you do.
You know I recently lost you, and got Him back.
I was with you till the last, looked up, there He was.
And when I talk to you, it’s Him I feel hears me.
I’ve nothing to repay Him with, except my faith
Restored when I felt you returned into His keep.
•Three• ( Son )
I write this to you, a cathartic exercise
In life, and what I hope to learn in its attempt.
I write this, though I don’t know why, perhaps you do.
Hello, Joey, it’s been a while since I’ve felt you;
The phantom presence in my womb long-faded, gone.
It broke me when I sent the boxes to Goodwill.
Yet what I have of yours still remains in my heart,
I’ll take with me when Mommy’s loneliness says
It’s time.
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(jade tiger)
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lotuslover
Gypsy_Rose
Forum Posts: 100
Gypsy_Rose
Thought Provoker
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Joined 3rd Apr 2013Forum Posts: 100
Commanded
Lord, you know my heart and the depths od my conviction,
Seeking only Your counsel for the decreed direction.
Not going to deny Your appointment of my cherished wisdom,
Gaurding the Ark to You in the Indians prism.
The sunshine helixes the bloodstone to Stonehenge,
Not going to allow my fate to hide my revenge.
Righteous anger is the balancing to keys that command,
Never giving up the plans that Your mansion demands.
All the ballrooms and kitchens filled with Your celestials,
Cosmos revolve to paint the Heaven's through periphrials.
Masks cast away to reveal my true intentions of prophecies,
Pillars of existance are witnessed throughout the philosophy.
Armies converge upon the hills of the Valley of the Skull,
My chalice filled with the intoxicating wine of Jehovah is brimming overkill.
Valhalla rests with the warriors stitched immortality,
Mirrors polish the smudged lenses of dimensionality.
Seeking only Your counsel for the decreed direction.
Not going to deny Your appointment of my cherished wisdom,
Gaurding the Ark to You in the Indians prism.
The sunshine helixes the bloodstone to Stonehenge,
Not going to allow my fate to hide my revenge.
Righteous anger is the balancing to keys that command,
Never giving up the plans that Your mansion demands.
All the ballrooms and kitchens filled with Your celestials,
Cosmos revolve to paint the Heaven's through periphrials.
Masks cast away to reveal my true intentions of prophecies,
Pillars of existance are witnessed throughout the philosophy.
Armies converge upon the hills of the Valley of the Skull,
My chalice filled with the intoxicating wine of Jehovah is brimming overkill.
Valhalla rests with the warriors stitched immortality,
Mirrors polish the smudged lenses of dimensionality.
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midevil
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Joined 6th June 2019Forum Posts: 69
The Game Rules
Life is just a game to some, believing they decide who wins.
Judged by rules they create a hell for there own sin.
Still they play by there rules all tailored to better fit.
Dismissing the law made by the one whom in judgment sits.
Vainly they strive at the same time for a heavenly peace.
A fragile world is made in hopes the other will simply cease.
Foolishly they play a hand against he who holds the cards.
Conjuring up an awaiting fortune with not a single guard.
We come to the table with nothing and that is what we bet
If what you want is all you want then that is all you’ll get.
On and on the game is played to win some imagined wealth.
I looked to the dealer, and prayed, to save me from my self.
Ten simple things I failed to follow I went another way.
So deep in debt I had become and unable to repay.
And like so many who plaid this game I was never lost
For we all walk away winners since the dealer paid the cost.
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EdibleWords
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Tyrant of Words
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Joined 7th Jan 2018Forum Posts: 3004
Dear God - a Dear Daddies special
Dear God,
I'd start politely
asking you how you are
but I already know
(Hugs)
At least I think I do
*smiles sheepishly*
...feel free to tell me though
Tell me anything. For you,
I'm always interested
in what you have to say
So just ignore my tone on bad days;
I love the sound of your voice in my ears 💖🌟
Thanks for keeping my personal issues
to a bearable minimum 🙏
Because of you🌹
I've found my Daddy in everyone. ❤️
(Even in me, a lady!) 🤗
Thanks for making life fun
It's very helpful
to have dreams
You let me incubate
innocently
and thanks for reigning me in
without crushing my spirit!
You are always available
when I go looking
Life hasn't killed me yet!
...because of you,
my inner Daddy-king. 💋
💃
I'd start politely
asking you how you are
but I already know
(Hugs)
At least I think I do
*smiles sheepishly*
...feel free to tell me though
Tell me anything. For you,
I'm always interested
in what you have to say
So just ignore my tone on bad days;
I love the sound of your voice in my ears 💖🌟
Thanks for keeping my personal issues
to a bearable minimum 🙏
Because of you🌹
I've found my Daddy in everyone. ❤️
(Even in me, a lady!) 🤗
Thanks for making life fun
It's very helpful
to have dreams
You let me incubate
innocently
and thanks for reigning me in
without crushing my spirit!
You are always available
when I go looking
Life hasn't killed me yet!
...because of you,
my inner Daddy-king. 💋
💃
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Addi82
Addi
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Addi
Lost Thinker
1
Joined 2nd Aug 2019Forum Posts: 8
Silent Suffering
Dear Heavenly Father,
I'm losing my faith and need your help,
but don't know why I even bother.
I cry out to You,
I beg and plead
why do You not answer?
Am I just a bad seed.
Is it because You know,
because You are able to see
the darkness within
the Devil inside of me?
He tears me to shreds
he rips me apart
fills me with such anger
while slowly hardening my heart!
He fills my mind with evil thoughts
fills it with uncertainty and despair
causes me to doubt myself
makes it to where i don't even care!
But in my darkest hour ,
I still I turn to You
begging for help from down on my knees,
looking for answers or perhaps a clue.
I try to be good
I try to fight the demons within
somehow i always fall short
and succumb to sin.
For I am a sinner
but you know my heart,
I want to do the right thing
I just don't know where to start.
Lord I am begging you ,
I need your guidance.
I am your humble servant ,
please don't leave me suffering in silence.
I'm losing my faith and need your help,
but don't know why I even bother.
I cry out to You,
I beg and plead
why do You not answer?
Am I just a bad seed.
Is it because You know,
because You are able to see
the darkness within
the Devil inside of me?
He tears me to shreds
he rips me apart
fills me with such anger
while slowly hardening my heart!
He fills my mind with evil thoughts
fills it with uncertainty and despair
causes me to doubt myself
makes it to where i don't even care!
But in my darkest hour ,
I still I turn to You
begging for help from down on my knees,
looking for answers or perhaps a clue.
I try to be good
I try to fight the demons within
somehow i always fall short
and succumb to sin.
For I am a sinner
but you know my heart,
I want to do the right thing
I just don't know where to start.
Lord I am begging you ,
I need your guidance.
I am your humble servant ,
please don't leave me suffering in silence.
Written by Addi82
(Addi)
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Ely
E.A.Rothwell
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E.A.Rothwell
Dangerous Mind
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Joined 20th May 2018Forum Posts: 297
Dear Supreme Being...
Dear Supreme Being...
I don't know who you are...
or what you are...
or even if you are...
But I figure you gotta be more reasonable
than the average Human Being...
So... I been thinkin'... Maybe y'all would be up
for takin' a look at this shit that's goin' on over here?
And maybe help us out?
I mean, Supreme Being...
that I haven't a clue... how to do... what I know's
the right thing... I mean not without doing wrong...
Thanks for Listenin', Sincerely, Me
PS... not to pressure you or anything... but we do got a little bit of hurry-up happening here. Ta
I don't know who you are...
or what you are...
or even if you are...
But I figure you gotta be more reasonable
than the average Human Being...
So... I been thinkin'... Maybe y'all would be up
for takin' a look at this shit that's goin' on over here?
And maybe help us out?
I mean, Supreme Being...
that I haven't a clue... how to do... what I know's
the right thing... I mean not without doing wrong...
Thanks for Listenin', Sincerely, Me
PS... not to pressure you or anything... but we do got a little bit of hurry-up happening here. Ta
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EdibleWords
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Dear God, PS.... I can never finish talking
Sometimes I wonder how come
spirituality has to rise from the muck
like a fish crawling out of the sea
just to breathe
I've noticed I'm pretty much an asshole
until reality flies straight at me
poop straight from a fan
then for some odd reason
I'll clean it up for you AND me
...purposeful as can be
It's embarrassing!
and studies show religiosity
is directly tied to personal
Calamity! (Yes, with a capital "C")
Why is the best of us
tied to our suffering?
spirituality has to rise from the muck
like a fish crawling out of the sea
just to breathe
I've noticed I'm pretty much an asshole
until reality flies straight at me
poop straight from a fan
then for some odd reason
I'll clean it up for you AND me
...purposeful as can be
It's embarrassing!
and studies show religiosity
is directly tied to personal
Calamity! (Yes, with a capital "C")
Why is the best of us
tied to our suffering?
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Ely
E.A.Rothwell
Forum Posts: 297
E.A.Rothwell
Dangerous Mind
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Joined 20th May 2018Forum Posts: 297
Note to God
Dear God... my name is Anna.
I'm writin' cause my mom tol' me You in charge of ever'thing
I am awful confused.
The preacher-man on the TV said
You want us to send him our money...
...so he can pray for us...
So...scuse me,
but I'se jus' wonderin...?
When did Y'all start charging??
Sincerely... Anna Leigh Springfield.
I'm writin' cause my mom tol' me You in charge of ever'thing
I am awful confused.
The preacher-man on the TV said
You want us to send him our money...
...so he can pray for us...
So...scuse me,
but I'se jus' wonderin...?
When did Y'all start charging??
Sincerely... Anna Leigh Springfield.
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(E.A.Rothwell)
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Kinkpoet
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Tyrant of Words
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Benzy_420
BTheW
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BTheW
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I love this. It's with great regret that I inform you of your slight misunderstanding, however. The idea is you write from your perspective, not God's, but that doesn't take away from just how inspiring this piece is. Fantastic write
Fetchitnow
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I Am OK
Was Jesus an impersonator
Or the original son of the creator
Did he steal ones name
Then get all the credit and fame
Lying about, Hanging about
Lazily wandering about
The non factual stuff he was saying
No wonder we still have heaps of doubt
Maybe, he could tell a great bedtime story
If so, did he copyright it all
And will he sue for defamation
Or was he just like the rest
Just after all the worlds glory
While I inside hiding
The real source of his information
All things come and go
Like World Leaders, Empires
Big Bang Theories & Co
He went on trial, then got lucky
Had groupies follow him
Hundreds of miles, along the Nile
Do you think
He will bother to give us a call
Before he comes back down
To judge us all
Gee time flies
When you believe in yourself
Hope I'm still here, if he returns
To at least defend myself
Jesus Christ, Oh my God
God just spoke to me
Looks like, I'm the chosen one
He said, get ready
Then, wait for his text
For I'm up next
For has anyone ever bothered
To do a family tree search
If you did, you would know that dad
Had more than just the one son
We have the same DNA as mum But dad emptied his spirit
Into not just one virgin bowl
So next time you hear
The almighty word from ones mouth
Listen carefully from deep inside
Ones very own memory soul
Remember your parents advice
When you were a young youth
Because all creatures born on earth
Instantly know the meaning of ones life details
So don't ever think
You are the chosen black sheep
In your family’s fairytales
Live your life, fly like a bird
Just be Happy and Free
And be one with your creator.
Or the original son of the creator
Did he steal ones name
Then get all the credit and fame
Lying about, Hanging about
Lazily wandering about
The non factual stuff he was saying
No wonder we still have heaps of doubt
Maybe, he could tell a great bedtime story
If so, did he copyright it all
And will he sue for defamation
Or was he just like the rest
Just after all the worlds glory
While I inside hiding
The real source of his information
All things come and go
Like World Leaders, Empires
Big Bang Theories & Co
He went on trial, then got lucky
Had groupies follow him
Hundreds of miles, along the Nile
Do you think
He will bother to give us a call
Before he comes back down
To judge us all
Gee time flies
When you believe in yourself
Hope I'm still here, if he returns
To at least defend myself
Jesus Christ, Oh my God
God just spoke to me
Looks like, I'm the chosen one
He said, get ready
Then, wait for his text
For I'm up next
For has anyone ever bothered
To do a family tree search
If you did, you would know that dad
Had more than just the one son
We have the same DNA as mum But dad emptied his spirit
Into not just one virgin bowl
So next time you hear
The almighty word from ones mouth
Listen carefully from deep inside
Ones very own memory soul
Remember your parents advice
When you were a young youth
Because all creatures born on earth
Instantly know the meaning of ones life details
So don't ever think
You are the chosen black sheep
In your family’s fairytales
Live your life, fly like a bird
Just be Happy and Free
And be one with your creator.
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