Poetry

He cares for you

God's love is unconditional and available to every person. He opens His arms to you. What inspired me to write this poem was my experience of the reality of His existance and His love...

He Cares For You When times are hard and the way is rough When all your dreams are in the dust God cares for you like no one can His are the footprints in...

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Bicycle Ride

Cycling on the flatland of east Anglia

then we stop and play a while in fields of green and brown

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And the beat goes on

The incessant desire to wage war, stifling our advancement

Giving arms to rebels, so sympathetic

Selling guns to anyone, it's so pathetic

Bullets too for me and you, think nothing...

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3AM Thoughts

I needed some way to vent so I resorted to writing down my thoughts that were keeping me up every night.

Some days I can't do anything. Not because I don't want to, but because my mind won't let me. I've got to stay, stay, stay, in bed until it feels I am merely...

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lovers ending friends

LOVERS ENDING FRIENDS

The love we had and shared,

cannot be ignored,erased nor deleted.

you were everything,everyman would want to have from his women,

I continue to think back,going to the deep memories of the past you and I had,

presently...

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D To U

Interest in a beauty.

I once used to say,                                                                                                                                             

when the moment is right, i will set fire to sky .                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          Right in the middle of the night. Just to make sure i do what is right.

Sadly that i...

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let me steal

it was just an inspiration from nature..........................................................................................................................

Let me steal

Listen not to the whispers

Listen not to the rumors

Am here I know they tell you

They must deceive you

So as to bewitch you

And like thunder

They shudder

You are beautiful! ,

Who knows the beauty?

Mind...

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Trapped Pain

Growing a lot of things happened to me in which I couldn't get to speak about just because of being to scared. So there would always be pain of tearing everyday, confusion, and not...

I have this little girl trapped inside me.

She lives at the bottom of my heart and wouldn't leave,

She stays wide awake in the middle of the night and wouldn't close her eyes.

I have ignored...

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Behind the Mask

I am not a writer. I do not write poetry. This poem was written in the midst of a bipolar hypomanic episode while I was an inpatient in a psychiatric hospital.

Raging orange flames licking and hissing,

Dancing, electric and vibrant,

Drastically reduced to ash, the occasional tissing,

Abated, barren and scant.

The engulfing black velvet shroud of depression,

A prickling reminder of the pending oppression.

Physically alive, mentally dead,

The seething...

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Human Virus

The state of the society we live in and the overall disregard for other ecosystems.

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