by Jennifer Proxenos |
Categories:
wisdom,
WHO I’LL BE TOMORROW
If what I am,
And what I do,
Makes me who I’ll be tomorrow,
If what I say,
And what I don’t,
Makes me who I’ll be tomorrow,
If what I think,
With heartfelt wisdom,
Makes me who I’ll be tomorrow,
If what I see,
And what I feel,
Makes me who I’ll be tomorrow,
If what I speak,
Be it right or wrong
Makes me who I’ll be tomorrow,
If I am ugly,
To those I love,
Makes me who I’ll be tomorrow,
If I could dare,
To hide a sin,
Makes me who I’ll be tomorrow,
If I only take,
And never give,
Makes me who I’ll be tomorrow,
I’ll have to stop and think,
Who do I want to be tomorrow!
by Phillip Garcia |
Categories:
daughter,
Who Can Argue Miracles Exist?
No man, be he grandiloquent or coarse;
be he a learned novel or tattered page;
be he devout in faith or drenched in doubt;
be he a man replete with shame of sin:
No man (unless an empty man who flaps like cynic’s skin)
who has watched the early sun come out
or heard the song of sparrows spared the cage:
No man in love with his daughters: No man in love with his universe.
4/30/2019
Submitted for: Let's Have an Argument
Sponsored by Kevin Shaw
by Kim Merryman |
Categories:
devotion, faith, religion,
Amazing love,
Amazing grace,
You gave Your life,
You took my place.
I should have died,
On Calvary's tree,
But You stepped in,
And died for me.
What can I say?
What can I do?
To show my love,
My gratitude?
To You my Lord,
My Savior King,
For becoming my
Sin offering?
Here is my heart,
Here is my soul,
Come Lord Jesus,
Take control.
The old is gone,
You've made me new.
You died for me,
I'll live for you.
2008
by Sandra Haight |
Categories:
forgiveness,
As dawn would bring no daylight without dark
empty night; the clearest day no beauty hold
without the dreary rainstorm's dismal mark.
As spring would bring no rebirth without cold
winter sleep; the fallen snow no cleansing
without the ashen stain of fall. As love
would bring no healing without the stinging
wounds of hate; and laughter give no joy of
gladness without the woeful tears of pain.
As peace would have no glory in its quest
without the fear of war. Life's thrill would wane,
no meaning hold, without the awe of death.
As heaven is no prize without hell's fires therein;
forgiveness is no virtue without the sinner's sin.
by Ink Empress |
Categories:
destiny,
If "we" are a sin,
Why is my heart bleeding for you?
Why is my soul screaming out your name?
Chained by the links of horrors that hold me against you,
Towered high up above the ground,
Little did they know I'd crumble every bone just for you.
I would not wish such adversity upon my adversaries, such as the animosity which chastises our hearts.
Every precious petal in my garden has turned black, waiting for your lips to rejuvenate their vibrant hues.
Why must love be cursed by society's blindness,
or has Cupid's ignorance plagued our forbidden fate. Maybe death is the only freedom for our devotion
by Silent One |
Categories:
angst, love, solitude,
No one understands the reason for living,
many prefer to receive without giving.
In a world full of selfish behaviour,
solitude has become my silent saviour.
Instruments are repressed without musicians,
as some kill the music before auditions.
My harp cares not for words about tradition,
ignores fake applause for romantic fiction.
Love is a way of life, yet some bring it shame,
mercy cannot sin, feelings are not a game.
People point fingers to those without a name,
what will they do when there's no one left to blame?
I'm no Romeo, I need no Juliet,
I've loved and lost, broken hearts I still regret.
Silent Sonnet
Silent One
24 August 2019
by Mary Hoose |
Categories:
kiss, love, sweet,
Like butterfly wings so fragile and soft 'neath my fingertips.
So featherlike are his kisses upon my waiting ruby lips.
The playful flutter of his fingers that dance upon my skin.
Such sweet pleasures it brings like a sensuous forbidden sin.
His loving embrace so tender like the wings of a beautiful butterfly.
His words soft and heartfelt their beauty brings a tear to my eye.
by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories:
romance,
The whisper of your skin
dissolving into mine -
the weight of it is kin
to that of wings of butterflies - divine
deliciousness I can’t define!
My precious love -
We meld into a sky of night that’s never been
so breathlessly partaken of
nor ever will again.
Exquisitely you paint my sweetest sin.
For PD's Any Poem # 28 Free Poetry Contest
by Melissa Schwartz |
Categories:
love, mystery, passion,
Siphoned light gropes passengers
Hopeful for luminescent hearts,
Arching underneath bombazine drapes
Dusted with passionate legacies
Of original sin and the primogeniture son,
Wicked for nighttime plots savouring
Spicy love, exponential in a vivid darkness.
by Seren Roberts |
Categories:
love,
Green grass stroke the skin
Touching feeling the moment
Hearts flying skyward seeking
Crescendo of song ....
You without sin shall forgive.
Penned 17 March 2015
Tanka 2. 5-7-7-5-7
by Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen |
Categories:
faithlove, , cute,
The Deposition
The love God gives remains unbound.
Jesus of Nazareth came down.
Everlasting, His love abounds.
Deliverer and Redeemer: crucified, He died.
Eternal sacrifice, His perfect life tried.
Painfully executed, giving no retort to their lies.
Omnipotent creator, teacher, and revelator
Righteous, He lived, and died; over sin the victor.
Incomprehensible pain He, for us bore.
Two women, Mary, His mother, and Mary Magdalene
Inconceivable how perfect love and wisdom fomented.
Overcome with grief, Nicodemus and more lamented.
Never ending love, on the third day Jesus the Christ, alive presented.
© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
December 5, 2009
by Emily Humphreys |
Categories:
confusion, lost love, love, sad
Moon hangs high and white coats the earth,
breathe in and out.
Frozen air in my lungs; his touch hurts.
Racing thoughts hurry in a blur.
Warm hands on my back,
then run up to my hair.
Hot lips press against my frozen face.
He kisses me; my first.
Now I know sin's taste.
"Do you trust me"?
No, but what will they think?
What do they see?
Pain in my pelvis;
hot breath in my face.
But this can't be it!
Regret in eyes;
pain in my heart.
On the bed, how I cried.
I wish for a second chance;
and pray to god to forgive my
first sin in Innocence.
by Mike Gentile |
Categories:
friend, friendship, friendship love, growth, how i feel, life, meaningful, world,
The fence on which my feelings pause
Forever will be lost for cause
For should it stop my love to flow
Would pain me more than I could know
For fences keep out or keep in
To build one would be such a sin
And should one born to me exist
It’s time to let it be dismissed
A bridge, far better to be built
With no embarrassment or guilt
Where differences can meet to learn
That bridges are not meant to burn
Perhaps then I can follow through
On feelings that I have for you
Though you think differently than me
It’s not just difference that I see
by Phyllis Babcock |
Categories:
devotion, faith, inspirational, father, father,
All things come from the Father above
Our hopes, our dreams, our love
Our purpose in this life
Our toils with daily strife
We are nothing without Him
Our lives would be insignificant and dim
We need something to believe in
So we can live without sin
All things come from the Father above
He shares our hopes, our dreams , our love
He shows us the glory of His ways
So we can follow all of our days
He leads us down the right path each day
So we will no longer stray
He will not let us stumble and fall
It's simple all we have to do is call
by Susan Jeavons |
Categories:
extended metaphor, metaphor, muse, poets, time, writing,
Universal Muse
She is light
in dark, mysterious spaces,
integrity in immoral places .
She's hope
in spite of uncertainty,
mercy for those with misery.
She's an idealist
in a realm of broken dreams,
conscious of her adversary's schemes.
She's morality
displayed for all to see,
enlightenment to all who wish to be.
She's time,
yesterday, today, tomorrow,
ecstasy within a world of sorrow.
She's creation
from beginning to the end,
solitude yet society's boisterous friend.
She's love in a world of sin and hate.
She's harmony;
this, the poet's fate.
by Joanna Daniel |
Categories:
god, jesus, joy,
Christ, the Lord of all tomorrows
Lived a holy life of true worth
Died for me, the Man of sorrows
Angels proclaimed His virgin birth
The wise men came in faith to see
Messiah, king of all the earth
His love was shown on Calvary
When He paid the penance for sin
He cried and died for you and me
This woebegone world we live in
We need His all-sufficient grace
The wiles of the devil to win
The hope of His return we face
Giving us joy none can replace.
06.08.2021
For Regina McIntosh's "Jesus" contest
by Linda Alice Fowler |
Categories:
day, heart, hope, life, light, religion, sin,
A flick of light within my soul
becomes a beacon for my life
wherein I join with You in Christ
free from normal life of strife.
Today breaks boldly clear and bright
A bastion holds me safe from sin
and fills my heart with calming Voice
to sooth and hold me close within.
How grateful I become for You
who teaches that Your love may cope
with those who challenge You exist,
persuaded by Your voice of hope.
by Cecil Hickman |
Categories:
feelings, hip hop, how i feel, romance, sin,
Wrong
Was I
To push love
So un-returned
At first though the love from you came later
I lost mine, rapt in imagination
So time forgot
Our passion
Mislaid
Sin
by T.Nicole Williams |
Categories:
emotions, heart, love, passion, poetry, romance, romantic,
Beloved, turn off the lights; speak to me;
Is your heart to be evermore my own,
does my name slip from your lips silently...
content, that I should need ne'er more to moan.
~
Beloved, watch close loves acquainted eyes;
reflections holds no secrets from within.
For the souls bidding eyes will ne'er tell lies,
remember, doubt not… your want is my sin.
~
Beloved, wilt thou walk with me through dreams,
come lay with me as if I were dying?
Kiss my mouth, give me water from your stream;
listen love...the voice of the rain’s crying.
Loves lives through winters cold, summers fire,
though daybreak begins, as the night retires.
by John Posey |
Categories:
religion,
Finding God
The one who finds the Father
Can also find the Son
Then the Holy Spirit
Can mark the chosen one.
Then all time can be counted
As time spent faithfully
In service to the Holy One
Who watches over you and me.
Then words like grace and mercy
Mixed with perfect love
Are ours to keep forever
When sent from up above.
Thus, sonnets can be written
And all our sin is smitten.
Written by John Posey
8/10/14
by Cona Adams |
Categories:
faith, god, universe,
God of the universe, God of love,
yearns in sorrow.
Man, created in his own image,
spurns his love,
pushes aside his words.
Even the knell,
conveyed in aquatic tongue,
rests on closed ears.
His ultimate roar becomes a whisper
in the hearts of men: Sin and death
have now been crushed.
He who believes,
may yet be redeemed.
© cfa 11/27/2013
by Cameron Hartley |
Categories:
love,
He is both clarity and confusion
My conscience... and my temptation
My greatest virtue is my dearest sin
My stength and weakness: my love of him
by Charles Abraham |
Categories:
bible, blessing, christian, inspirational, religion, religious, spiritual,
I love u Jesus for what you've done for me
You died on the cross of Calvary
You didn't think about your self
Coz you wanted me to be saved from hell
The crown of thorns upon your head
And the fact that for my sin you bled
When I think about the pain that u bore
I start to love u more and more
Words can't express my love for you
You've changed my life made it brand new
So now I have a place secured in Paradise
I'll reach there when I close my eyes
I want to live to please you Lord
Coz you are the maker, the One true God
by Emile Pinet |
Categories:
emotions, feelings, life, symbolism, word play,
You try to dismiss those feelings
you've hidden deep within your heart.
And yet, you dream of fantasies
where lust plays an integral part.
Innocence and sin commingle,
often blending in silhouette.
And although opposing shadows,
they converge with little regret.
Angels share your heart with demons;
love and lust are like mirrored twins.
And despite their differences,
you cannot always tell which wins.
When erotic passions ignite,
you indulge in sexual thoughts.
But, if it's sex you're pining for,
lust is likely calling the shots.
Love provides legitimacy
to emotions aroused by lust.
For they may seem identical
when tethered to the bonds of trust.
by Audrey Haick |
Categories:
life, love
My Lord, what more need I ask of you?
For you have left your throne of light
Came to this place of shadows
Wherein lies treachary
And sin rules the days...
Taking my place
Soul redeemed
By your
Blood
Were I to live a thousand lives
Lay the worlds' treasures at your feet
Perform stringent penance
I could never return
The ransom you paid...
Crucifixion
By your blood
I am
Free!
~*~