Submissions by Enigma19 (Atiemo)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Ever since I became a poet, my style of writing seeks to go in-depth to the wonders, mysteries, marvelous and ordinary affairs of life. And, oh, I'm a Christian, so I sometimes love to direct my poetry to God and his closed book personality.
DARK POEM
Published
26th Apr 2020 6:46pm
26th Apr 2020 6:46pm
Death awaiting...
Death awaiting...
Verse1:
Wrapped around my neck was a rope
As tight as it could be there was no hope.
The Grim reaper was right there;
I starred as fear crept through my veins
Like a vine in search of a stand.
I quivered and shivered
Only making things worse,
As the chair beneath my feet
Dangled in directions on the soft sand.
Verse2:
Could this be it?
I pondered and wondered
For words were too difficult to form.
My...
Verse1:
Wrapped around my neck was a rope
As tight as it could be there was no hope.
The Grim reaper was right there;
I starred as fear crept through my veins
Like a vine in search of a stand.
I quivered and shivered
Only making things worse,
As the chair beneath my feet
Dangled in directions on the soft sand.
Verse2:
Could this be it?
I pondered and wondered
For words were too difficult to form.
My...
#sadness
#fear
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2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
22nd Apr 2020 4:57pm
22nd Apr 2020 4:57pm
Romans 12 : 2
Romans 12 :2
Verse 1:
The earth was once formless and void, devoid of the existence of life itself,
the spirit of the lord hovered and maneuvered across the raging ocean engulfed in
total darkness.
A world like that of a widow feeling desolate without the slightest knowledge of her
future fate.
Nevertheless, the spirit of God couldn’t careless,
For come on who I’m I kidding, he is God,
he does what he pleases without any intervention or a daring question.
He decided with a clear...
Verse 1:
The earth was once formless and void, devoid of the existence of life itself,
the spirit of the lord hovered and maneuvered across the raging ocean engulfed in
total darkness.
A world like that of a widow feeling desolate without the slightest knowledge of her
future fate.
Nevertheless, the spirit of God couldn’t careless,
For come on who I’m I kidding, he is God,
he does what he pleases without any intervention or a daring question.
He decided with a clear...
#teens
#God
#rebirth
#humankind
#redemption
336 reads
1 Comment
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
22nd Apr 2020 2:27am
22nd Apr 2020 2:27am
Was Dead, but now Alive.
Was Dead, But Now Alive
Verse1:
Death was drawn all over my face,
no trace of grace to taste,
life seemed dim with silence like a silent cemetery.
My zoetic nature never appeared to be gleeful,
always sorrowful, causing pain with no gain
to drain my life-force like a juicy sour orange orange
being squeezed slowly till time stops ticking.
How did death manage to open up its jaws to munch upon
the son sent to redeem, the redeemer brought down,
Suppressed and torn with a thorn as his crown.
But never gave a frown, for fear was not...
Verse1:
Death was drawn all over my face,
no trace of grace to taste,
life seemed dim with silence like a silent cemetery.
My zoetic nature never appeared to be gleeful,
always sorrowful, causing pain with no gain
to drain my life-force like a juicy sour orange orange
being squeezed slowly till time stops ticking.
How did death manage to open up its jaws to munch upon
the son sent to redeem, the redeemer brought down,
Suppressed and torn with a thorn as his crown.
But never gave a frown, for fear was not...
#anxiety
#religion
#Christian
#SelfDiscovery
#emotions
432 reads
4 Comments
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