Submissions by D_M0ndE99
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I don't fall under any label, I like to write about everything and anything. Draw my inspiration from God and the the world around me. I like to write about God, the devil, supernatural to everyday things.
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
30th Jan 2014 4:35pm
30th Jan 2014 4:35pm
Something Dark To Be Told
What would you do
if you smell the decay
perfume of sulfur,
would you let that person suffer?
What would you do
if a shadow is cast over
you, your soul?
Would you let go
from woe.
What would you do
if your heart holds
on to darkness?
Would you be a light
for someone else
who walks in darkness.
What would you do
if you hold darkness
in your hands?
Would you lend a hand
to help a down cast soul?
What would you do
if you hear lamentations?
Would you offer a kind heart,
willing to be patient
and...
if you smell the decay
perfume of sulfur,
would you let that person suffer?
What would you do
if a shadow is cast over
you, your soul?
Would you let go
from woe.
What would you do
if your heart holds
on to darkness?
Would you be a light
for someone else
who walks in darkness.
What would you do
if you hold darkness
in your hands?
Would you lend a hand
to help a down cast soul?
What would you do
if you hear lamentations?
Would you offer a kind heart,
willing to be patient
and...
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
30th Jan 2014 4:22pm
30th Jan 2014 4:22pm
Echo (Or the Cave)
I thought that I was alone,
I though that I am in pain,
I thought that I know despair,
I thought that I know hopelessness,
I thought that I was hurt,
I thought that I was the only one
suffering.
But then I realize that it's
my heart was speaking
and my lips were not moving.
When I hear that voice,
it was not my own voice,
it was the voice
that's coming from the other person,
in the other corner.
I thought that I was alone
in the cave.
So I put my sorrows aside,
I put my selfishness aside,
and give comfort to the...
I though that I am in pain,
I thought that I know despair,
I thought that I know hopelessness,
I thought that I was hurt,
I thought that I was the only one
suffering.
But then I realize that it's
my heart was speaking
and my lips were not moving.
When I hear that voice,
it was not my own voice,
it was the voice
that's coming from the other person,
in the other corner.
I thought that I was alone
in the cave.
So I put my sorrows aside,
I put my selfishness aside,
and give comfort to the...
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DARK POEM
Published
4th Jun 2013 12:45pm
4th Jun 2013 12:45pm
Broken Spirit
Who can survive
a crushed spirit?
Bones
may break
and wounds will heal,
but who can heal
from a broken spirit?
Who can survive
a broken spirit?
No one.
Skin may tear.
Wounds will mend
body may recover
but who can risd
a broken spirit.
a crushed spirit?
Bones
may break
and wounds will heal,
but who can heal
from a broken spirit?
Who can survive
a broken spirit?
No one.
Skin may tear.
Wounds will mend
body may recover
but who can risd
a broken spirit.
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ANGER POEM
Published
4th Jun 2013 12:44pm
4th Jun 2013 12:44pm
Hold Your Sword
Hold your rage,
hold your anger,
Hold your sword.
Do not let anger arise, arise
within you
and take vengeance.
Do not take up the blade
and shed blood.
Give it up to the Lord.
Hold your rage,
hold your anger,
give up the demon
lie it down
and give it all to God.
Give it all to God.
Hold your rage
hold your hand,
hold your anger,
hold your tongue
and ask God for peace.
hold your anger,
Hold your sword.
Do not let anger arise, arise
within you
and take vengeance.
Do not take up the blade
and shed blood.
Give it up to the Lord.
Hold your rage,
hold your anger,
give up the demon
lie it down
and give it all to God.
Give it all to God.
Hold your rage
hold your hand,
hold your anger,
hold your tongue
and ask God for peace.
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EROTIC POEM
Published
4th Jun 2013 2:39am
4th Jun 2013 2:39am
Separate
Lord separate my sins
from me.
Separate me
from them.
Take them away from me.
Separate them far from me
as far as the East
is from the West.
Lord separate my sins from me.
Separate my lust, cast out my eyes,
let me not look at a woman
with lust in my heart.
Lord separate my sins from me.
Separate my anger,
exorcize this demon
from my being,
my heart.
Take this wraith, this demon away from me.
Exorcise it far from me,
as far as the East
is from the West.
Let me not have murder
in my heart...
from me.
Separate me
from them.
Take them away from me.
Separate them far from me
as far as the East
is from the West.
Lord separate my sins from me.
Separate my lust, cast out my eyes,
let me not look at a woman
with lust in my heart.
Lord separate my sins from me.
Separate my anger,
exorcize this demon
from my being,
my heart.
Take this wraith, this demon away from me.
Exorcise it far from me,
as far as the East
is from the West.
Let me not have murder
in my heart...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
4th Jun 2013 2:38am
4th Jun 2013 2:38am
American Dream
American dream,
American nightmare,
a big house,
a prison,
kids,
ball and chains.
The warden.
A white picked fence,
a tall stone walls.
American nightmare,
a big house,
a prison,
kids,
ball and chains.
The warden.
A white picked fence,
a tall stone walls.
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
31st May 2013 3:24am
31st May 2013 3:24am
GUARD ME
Guard my heart
from lust
Lord.
Guard my mind
from thinking evil thoughts---
I don't want to be
that person again.
Guard my mouth
from speaking evil
cursing and lies
for I don't want to be that
person.
Guard my hands
from doing evil,
though my soul wants to
do the right thing----
my hands doing the opposite.
Guard my eyes
for wanting to see evil,
lusting after sex.
Guard my ears
from hearing lies, rumors
and slander
for I only want to hear
is your voice,
your truth.
Guard my feet
from...
from lust
Lord.
Guard my mind
from thinking evil thoughts---
I don't want to be
that person again.
Guard my mouth
from speaking evil
cursing and lies
for I don't want to be that
person.
Guard my hands
from doing evil,
though my soul wants to
do the right thing----
my hands doing the opposite.
Guard my eyes
for wanting to see evil,
lusting after sex.
Guard my ears
from hearing lies, rumors
and slander
for I only want to hear
is your voice,
your truth.
Guard my feet
from...
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
31st May 2013 3:15am
31st May 2013 3:15am
WHITE COATS/BLACK COATS
Lord God,
keep me on a straight
path.
Don't let me turn to the
right
or turn left.
Lord,
protect me from wearing
the white coats,
I don't want to be a
pharisee,---lover of laws
hog of knowledge.
God,
guard me from wearing
the black coats,
I don't want to be a
sinner.
Make me walk
the mid-way
between the two
and don't let my eyes
loose sight of you
and your love.
Lead me
into the right way
of living
that pleases only your
out of love
Lord.
keep me on a straight
path.
Don't let me turn to the
right
or turn left.
Lord,
protect me from wearing
the white coats,
I don't want to be a
pharisee,---lover of laws
hog of knowledge.
God,
guard me from wearing
the black coats,
I don't want to be a
sinner.
Make me walk
the mid-way
between the two
and don't let my eyes
loose sight of you
and your love.
Lead me
into the right way
of living
that pleases only your
out of love
Lord.
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
15th May 2013 10:40pm
15th May 2013 10:40pm
Endurance
Endurance,
endurance, endurance, endurance.
The most important thing
for a soldier
is endurance.
God doesn't care
how strong,
how fast
how smart
you are.
When your arms fail,
have endurance.
When your feet fail you,
have endurance.
When you can't out wit,
our smart your enemy,
have endurance.
The most important thing
to have is endurance,
endurance, endurance, endurance.
endurance, endurance, endurance.
The most important thing
for a soldier
is endurance.
God doesn't care
how strong,
how fast
how smart
you are.
When your arms fail,
have endurance.
When your feet fail you,
have endurance.
When you can't out wit,
our smart your enemy,
have endurance.
The most important thing
to have is endurance,
endurance, endurance, endurance.
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
15th May 2013 10:40pm
15th May 2013 10:40pm
This Heavy Armor
This armor,
it's gets harder
to wear.
It would have been easy,
to give in to the flesh,
to the world, to evil.
I just want to shed off,
the breastplate of righteousness,
to make my own.
And loose the belt of truth,
to come up with my own truth,
to take off shoes of peace,
and make war.
This armor,
it's getting harder
to bare.
It would have been easy to just give up.
My shield,
it's getting to heavy to carry,
faith is just too much.
Its not real.
I must be blind.
The helmet,
obscures my vision,...
it's gets harder
to wear.
It would have been easy,
to give in to the flesh,
to the world, to evil.
I just want to shed off,
the breastplate of righteousness,
to make my own.
And loose the belt of truth,
to come up with my own truth,
to take off shoes of peace,
and make war.
This armor,
it's getting harder
to bare.
It would have been easy to just give up.
My shield,
it's getting to heavy to carry,
faith is just too much.
Its not real.
I must be blind.
The helmet,
obscures my vision,...
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SELF POEM
Published
30th Apr 2013 4:33am
30th Apr 2013 4:33am
I'm not crazy
I traded my midnight shades
for garb of crazy blues.
I'm innocent I say innocent!
Would anyone caged a sane person
and put them in here?
There are crazy people
in here!
I don't belong here.
for garb of crazy blues.
I'm innocent I say innocent!
Would anyone caged a sane person
and put them in here?
There are crazy people
in here!
I don't belong here.
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DARK POEM
Published
30th Apr 2013 4:18am
30th Apr 2013 4:18am
Family Curse
My family / didn't warn me
of the curse.
They didn't warn me.
The leaves are dark clouds,
branches,
brilliant lightning,
the truck,
a pillar ----collum
of lamentations.
The roots
goes deep
deep into the despair.
My family
didn't warn me
of the shadow
that haunts us.
They didn't warn me
of the family tree.
The ghost
that's called depression.
of the curse.
They didn't warn me.
The leaves are dark clouds,
branches,
brilliant lightning,
the truck,
a pillar ----collum
of lamentations.
The roots
goes deep
deep into the despair.
My family
didn't warn me
of the shadow
that haunts us.
They didn't warn me
of the family tree.
The ghost
that's called depression.
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