Poetry competition CLOSED 10th June 2013 4:10am
WINNER
Yudhajeet_Sinha_09 (Yudi)
Yudhajeet_Sinha_09 (Yudi)
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New religion what if?
Poetry Contest Description
Existential what if?
This was changed to
New religion what if
We know all of what the religions tell us.What if they were all wrong and you came up with how it really is the very first time right here on the Deep Underground and this will be the only thing that proves you were the first one. Please please blow our fucking minds. I'm talking rip our skulls off then poke a finger in our brains and put your mouth up to us and blow our brain matter into dust.
Only one entry
New religion what if
We know all of what the religions tell us.What if they were all wrong and you came up with how it really is the very first time right here on the Deep Underground and this will be the only thing that proves you were the first one. Please please blow our fucking minds. I'm talking rip our skulls off then poke a finger in our brains and put your mouth up to us and blow our brain matter into dust.
Only one entry
Anonymous
Competition changed...new poem...in the works....
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The bible was made for the dinosaurs.
Were not doing things in order.
God does care for all creation,
but meant for us to be the slaughter.
Buddah is a rouge angel.
Also known as Satan.
Kirshna is God's right hand man.
Saving from damnation.
So what was meant for the dinosaurs,
was pushed into our own,
and if the universe is still expanding,
we are not yet born.
The bible was made for the dinosaurs.
Were not doing things in order.
God does care for all creation,
but meant for us to be the slaughter.
Buddah is a rouge angel.
Also known as Satan.
Kirshna is God's right hand man.
Saving from damnation.
So what was meant for the dinosaurs,
was pushed into our own,
and if the universe is still expanding,
we are not yet born.
i couldn't make a poem out of this even if i tried
http://i41.tinypic.com/2zdymxc.jpg
sounds like a lot to swallow
but mary was just the first whore
to lie to her husband,
her son jesus
was just the first magician
and the bible was just the first novel
they could find.
whoever sat under that tree for that long
was just bored or insane,
the sun and the moon
are not a man and a women
nor is the earth really a mother.
you can't take a pile of rocks
and say it's a city in ruins
you can't put a bunch of bones together
and call it a dinosaur
or say for sure, we are from monkeys.
and i'm also quiet positive
we're more than likely
not going to be reincarnated
as anything better.
i bet what really happened
is so far out of our grasp
of comprehension
that if we were really to know
it would literally blow our minds
just like how you said.
i bet what really happened
or at least what i like to believe
is nothing did
nothing is
nothing will
none of this is real
not you
not me
not this moment
not any moment ever.
it's more like a movie
where it's just the end credits
never ending.
http://i41.tinypic.com/2zdymxc.jpg
sounds like a lot to swallow
but mary was just the first whore
to lie to her husband,
her son jesus
was just the first magician
and the bible was just the first novel
they could find.
whoever sat under that tree for that long
was just bored or insane,
the sun and the moon
are not a man and a women
nor is the earth really a mother.
you can't take a pile of rocks
and say it's a city in ruins
you can't put a bunch of bones together
and call it a dinosaur
or say for sure, we are from monkeys.
and i'm also quiet positive
we're more than likely
not going to be reincarnated
as anything better.
i bet what really happened
is so far out of our grasp
of comprehension
that if we were really to know
it would literally blow our minds
just like how you said.
i bet what really happened
or at least what i like to believe
is nothing did
nothing is
nothing will
none of this is real
not you
not me
not this moment
not any moment ever.
it's more like a movie
where it's just the end credits
never ending.
"Religion is the opium of the masses"
so it has been said
God is no longer relevant
for he is dead.
Nietzsche was famous for his quotes
taken out of context.
I feel he's right though
But it could be changed
We could bring a God back to life
We could bring a relevant religion to fruition
Ban the opium and switch it with LSD
Let everyone see their vision of God
Let everyone see their reality in a different light
God is in the trees, in the earth, in the pavement, in the internet
God is nowhere, he is absent, AWOL
He was stripped of his parental rights for neglect and abuse
Now we're in a foster home world
Barely supervised and left to run amok.
Casper
so it has been said
God is no longer relevant
for he is dead.
Nietzsche was famous for his quotes
taken out of context.
I feel he's right though
But it could be changed
We could bring a God back to life
We could bring a relevant religion to fruition
Ban the opium and switch it with LSD
Let everyone see their vision of God
Let everyone see their reality in a different light
God is in the trees, in the earth, in the pavement, in the internet
God is nowhere, he is absent, AWOL
He was stripped of his parental rights for neglect and abuse
Now we're in a foster home world
Barely supervised and left to run amok.
Casper
There are
no gods
that can help you
or books
that will make you
belive
there are
no churchs
that can save you
or prists
to set you free
there is
only one way
in these twilight times
look within
and you shall find
there are
no pious words
you will hear
only your thoughts
free
and clear
no gods
that can help you
or books
that will make you
belive
there are
no churchs
that can save you
or prists
to set you free
there is
only one way
in these twilight times
look within
and you shall find
there are
no pious words
you will hear
only your thoughts
free
and clear
Anonymous
My Cry Echoed, Without Sound
We spoke without words or breath
communicating clearly
though the answer was simple
the questions had nowhere to go
the simplicity of truth wreaking havoc
on my desire for complexity
The waters of time washed through me
as I boarded a ship of fools, sailed until
I could see who they were
then landed hard on wet sand, shivering
begging for rest, having seen enough
pleading with everything within to make this
return to what it was
refill me with ignorance
take back the vision
my cry echoed without sound
into the vastness, the void
the expanse of consciousness
and returned
Somber, I accepted that which is
until the beauty of the way pierced my being
too simple to grasp, too available to see
still, this human predicament
tugs at wishes for something different
sometimes believes in the race changing
on the last lap, the slowest winning
getting back, together
deep down knowing the facts
and how nothing can save them now
but themselves
as they shut down, one by one
this is the harvest
the blood moon before the last sun
We spoke without words or breath
communicating clearly
though the answer was simple
the questions had nowhere to go
the simplicity of truth wreaking havoc
on my desire for complexity
The waters of time washed through me
as I boarded a ship of fools, sailed until
I could see who they were
then landed hard on wet sand, shivering
begging for rest, having seen enough
pleading with everything within to make this
return to what it was
refill me with ignorance
take back the vision
my cry echoed without sound
into the vastness, the void
the expanse of consciousness
and returned
Somber, I accepted that which is
until the beauty of the way pierced my being
too simple to grasp, too available to see
still, this human predicament
tugs at wishes for something different
sometimes believes in the race changing
on the last lap, the slowest winning
getting back, together
deep down knowing the facts
and how nothing can save them now
but themselves
as they shut down, one by one
this is the harvest
the blood moon before the last sun
Anonymous
I am God.
I am myself,
I am flowers,
I am magic,
I am food,
nutrient and plentiful,
I share with my followers
and only my followers.
I am the sky,
I am a cloud
full of rain
lacking sunshine,
because my sun shines
for my followers
and my cloud rains on those who don't believe.
I am not a God.
I am a person.
I am in search
for a belief that believes me,
believes that I can live.
I am searching for answers
that have been answered
incorrectly, lied, uncertain.
I am faith.
You, what are you?
I am myself,
I am flowers,
I am magic,
I am food,
nutrient and plentiful,
I share with my followers
and only my followers.
I am the sky,
I am a cloud
full of rain
lacking sunshine,
because my sun shines
for my followers
and my cloud rains on those who don't believe.
I am not a God.
I am a person.
I am in search
for a belief that believes me,
believes that I can live.
I am searching for answers
that have been answered
incorrectly, lied, uncertain.
I am faith.
You, what are you?
I hope this fits into the category
I posted the thread so that you
can see the amazing pic that goes
with this poem
I don't know how to attach it to
this competition any other way
thank you for a great subject
the following work is EXTREME
http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/110599-stained-glass-window/
I posted the thread so that you
can see the amazing pic that goes
with this poem
I don't know how to attach it to
this competition any other way
thank you for a great subject
the following work is EXTREME
http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/110599-stained-glass-window/
Wandering Soul's Religion
Into the river of doubts my poor soul lightly treads--
carefully examining each rock under murky waters
on which my bruised and tired feet slowly set upon...
The farther I go, the more I get lost--
wandering aimlessly in this sea of confusion,
totally disoriented, trying to find my way at all cost...
Now that my mortal soul is weak and weary--
as the sunset of life is waning through the horizon,
the pearly gates of salvation seems dreary...
I solemnly pray to God to grant my final mission:
to bring this chaotic WORLD into ORDER,
so that all nations may have PEACE forever...
Only then, and only then will my soul be set free--
from the shadow of death always lurking, carefree...
WORLD PEACE, that's my RELIGION!
What if Deathpuppy was one
of Satan's ambassadors?
Sowing chaos in this DUP world
is his number one mission,
pretending to host this competition
just to ignite my brothers' embers
zealously believing in their own religions;
I'll crack up his brains, implant a microchip -
programmed to obey all my commands.
When his eyes open wide
he will be reborn--the new Pastor
of my new found RELIGION...
Into the river of doubts my poor soul lightly treads--
carefully examining each rock under murky waters
on which my bruised and tired feet slowly set upon...
The farther I go, the more I get lost--
wandering aimlessly in this sea of confusion,
totally disoriented, trying to find my way at all cost...
Now that my mortal soul is weak and weary--
as the sunset of life is waning through the horizon,
the pearly gates of salvation seems dreary...
I solemnly pray to God to grant my final mission:
to bring this chaotic WORLD into ORDER,
so that all nations may have PEACE forever...
Only then, and only then will my soul be set free--
from the shadow of death always lurking, carefree...
WORLD PEACE, that's my RELIGION!
What if Deathpuppy was one
of Satan's ambassadors?
Sowing chaos in this DUP world
is his number one mission,
pretending to host this competition
just to ignite my brothers' embers
zealously believing in their own religions;
I'll crack up his brains, implant a microchip -
programmed to obey all my commands.
When his eyes open wide
he will be reborn--the new Pastor
of my new found RELIGION...
1)This religion has a rumour that a Man is to be with lots of women, if so, I was 11 when I wanted to become this religion , I said "Mum wouldn't be good if my husband had lots of women than there would be no jealousy surrounding us, can you show me how to do it!"
2)At 39 I found out that religion was about a 11-15year old boy/girl hearing god and blessing him, I grew up without a jealous bone in my body,
3)and heard God tell me to pray to John the Baptist ONLY and I did . Now I'm 39 and I have a ring of Johns surrounding me in a very sacred part of my heart John is the beginning of a new Genre, I've got it Johnys everywhere.
4) Another thing I figured out was the fact that we have to regroup every now and again for a new revelation that's a fact,
5) Now as for Adam and Eve , Thay where told not to eat the forbidden fruit by civilians but in the eyes of God Eve wanted to prove that Mankind was to be celebrated and EVE proved that and that's what God wanted her to do.
6) After that comes the Proverb you have to go through a Death/Life/Death cycle, like a wash, die, reborn, die, reborn until you find yourself rejuvenated.
7) Get to adore all the planets for providing you tides to move with. Like creating a movement for instance Jupiter is Church LAws.
And that's my new religion for now!
2)At 39 I found out that religion was about a 11-15year old boy/girl hearing god and blessing him, I grew up without a jealous bone in my body,
3)and heard God tell me to pray to John the Baptist ONLY and I did . Now I'm 39 and I have a ring of Johns surrounding me in a very sacred part of my heart John is the beginning of a new Genre, I've got it Johnys everywhere.
4) Another thing I figured out was the fact that we have to regroup every now and again for a new revelation that's a fact,
5) Now as for Adam and Eve , Thay where told not to eat the forbidden fruit by civilians but in the eyes of God Eve wanted to prove that Mankind was to be celebrated and EVE proved that and that's what God wanted her to do.
6) After that comes the Proverb you have to go through a Death/Life/Death cycle, like a wash, die, reborn, die, reborn until you find yourself rejuvenated.
7) Get to adore all the planets for providing you tides to move with. Like creating a movement for instance Jupiter is Church LAws.
And that's my new religion for now!
http://www.makesplash.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/religion.jpg
Humanity !
We both breathe in the same breeze,
But we are supposed to be different.
The rose smells sweet to you and me,
But the society forbids us telling it to anybody.
We look at the same morning sun,
Birds singing gives us joy,
The twinkling stars in the night sky
Both of us sit in the same bench,
Searching for beloveds we lost
In the same blue sky.
But we never held our hands together.
We try to build separate houses
Even when we cant help sleeping under
the same roof.
We smile when we are happy and cry when
we are sad,
The blood that runs in our veins are red
And the ultimate desire of our heart is
peace and joy.
Still you fight with me,
And I try to kill you,
You slang me
Calling me a strange name,
"Hindu !"
And I call you even when I musn't
"Muslim !"
Why do we hate each other?
Because we call the same God by names different?
Or is it because of the different colours we wear?
But remember my friend,
Whether you call Mohammad, or you trust Jesus,
Whether you follow Vishnu, or believe in Buddha,
The things they have taught us is just one !
There is a Mother of every faith we follow,
And if we must reach divinity,
One religion there must be - Humanity !
Humanity !
We both breathe in the same breeze,
But we are supposed to be different.
The rose smells sweet to you and me,
But the society forbids us telling it to anybody.
We look at the same morning sun,
Birds singing gives us joy,
The twinkling stars in the night sky
Both of us sit in the same bench,
Searching for beloveds we lost
In the same blue sky.
But we never held our hands together.
We try to build separate houses
Even when we cant help sleeping under
the same roof.
We smile when we are happy and cry when
we are sad,
The blood that runs in our veins are red
And the ultimate desire of our heart is
peace and joy.
Still you fight with me,
And I try to kill you,
You slang me
Calling me a strange name,
"Hindu !"
And I call you even when I musn't
"Muslim !"
Why do we hate each other?
Because we call the same God by names different?
Or is it because of the different colours we wear?
But remember my friend,
Whether you call Mohammad, or you trust Jesus,
Whether you follow Vishnu, or believe in Buddha,
The things they have taught us is just one !
There is a Mother of every faith we follow,
And if we must reach divinity,
One religion there must be - Humanity !
