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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Nonsense: 13 of 140
Beyond reality I've been playing for keeps No nonsense atop this steeple I'm standing on Above the crowds These clouds of people I'm standing on This nonsense- I'm ranting on. This is a steep building I've been planted on I've never seen this side of lust I'll take this picture lying down watch out below Truth has hit the fa... More..
Religion & Spirituality > Christian Doctrine & Issues Is Jesus God, man, or both?: 2 of 18
Jesus was born both human(earthly mother) and divine(Holy Spirit as father). Most, strive toward an attempt at making Jesus an eternal being. But I most indignantly refute this claim although not to disrupt the reality of his divinity but to prove the necessity of His humanity. The Gospel according to Matthew, chapter number... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: The truth about love: 3 of 24
I'm in trouble again! I just can't help myself Use me baby, use me up. Her type has never been the type to pay me back. In full! Underneath that cold bronze exterior, Lies the lies of a cold bronze interior. I'm beyond inferior. She's built to outlast me She knows I've given up. I just can't help myself My obsession My depr... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Broken & lost: 22 of 135
Patience is an untamed virtue never before found in my nature. I often stumble shoe strings tied together like two souls pried together waiting for old nature to die. I've been safer Tempted by silence! The moonlight carries the rest of my sorrows (as if I never met her) broken beyond repair beyond relief. No peace has enter... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Childhood: 33 of 134
Once I had it all before I met him. The mirror was beautiful then. Tears fuller lies more believable then. We were all better. I just want to scream, "take me back to the place I once belonged!" More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: The tragedy of love: 48 of 169
Too broken to be disturbed Too red to be blue. Rebuilt but never noticed the change. Underneath this designer mask, what's true is true. Love is a many splendor thing! Who can tame it? It has counted your weaknesses drop by bloody drop. Who's to say why love is so disdain She's gotten the best of me for the last time. Uneasy ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Beginnings: 13 of 35
I'm the first born in the landslide. Though many have come before me I am the beginning of the end and the end of the plan to stop the landslide. You say I'm just another product of the landslide. Hands wide open, mouths wide shut! Eyes glued to your version of life in the landslide. My pride is what makes me and still deny ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Love sick: 5 of 13
My soul is coughing She had to be the one I had to move so fast. I'm out of chances how dare you dance in and out of my dreams I'm so sick of me I mean sick of looking at you so sick and tired and tried and bored. This is the last time I pick up the phone to call just let it ring the voicemail will pick it up. Still haven't c... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Mistakes: 38 of 93
I'm half insane and half out, What'd she do with my love? This was a mistake I've gotta change! Can't be here hidden beneath this shadow next time. Why can't I speak? She's out of control. This was a mistake! Her claws are deep now. Her flaws ain't so sweet, now. But if you could see how she would laugh at every joke... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: True love: 86 of 196
See, you- you're the type that would like water if it were dryer or the cold if it were hotter. You could sit inside and watch the rain fall. Me- I don't recall the last time I opened an umbrella. I wish water were wetter and don't think heat could ever change me. I've melted on occasion and remain, reassembled. Though I don'... More..