Daily Bread - Hello Poetry

May 2016

DaSH the Hopeful

As talent drained from every inch of my mind
I found reading other's work only made me jealous
                   I started to feel unpopular
          Not enough ideas left to create anything at all. Not a single drop of inspiration.

      As all of theses emotions and realizations mixed together

I became okay with copying your work.

       I can imagine you slaving in the dark
Racking your brain to find the perfect words to finish the last line

       Lucky for me I have it all right here, completed and ready to post
     Finished and polished and prepackaged with a message I didn't think of but everyone will commend me for.

    *I hope you enjoy it.

Not actually plagiarized. Just tired of seeing others plagiarize on here.

#love #heartbreak #poetry #hate #i #poems #me #creative #hp #plagiarism

May 2016

Paul Butters

Copycat Corner

In every “Poetry Place”
There is a Copycat Corner.
We know it’s a disgrace
So here’s another “Warner”.

Why they do it I’ll never know,
Those Copier and Pasters.
Their words they seem to glow,
But they’re a bunch of Wasters.

Taking all that praise,
For stuff they haven’t written,
It seems to be a craze,
And many do get bitten.

Just Google their “fine words” or use those plagiarism sites,
And you will find the original poems
Bedecked with copyrights.

I’m sure this place just isn’t free
Of people like this,
Just look and see!!!

The Admins must get their fingers out,
And give these villainous rogues a massive clout.
Me, I will show all due diligence,
But my job here,
Is to show My brilliance.
(NOT someone else’s!).

Paul Butters

#poetry #writing #plagiarism

Feb 2016

Dhaye Margaux

Your Hands

Your hands, my Father, are what I need
To cleanse my heart, my spirit, my all
Take me, mold me, use me now
Fill this life I give to You
In Your name, I only bow

Hold me...

#life #father #hands #spirit

Feb 2016

Dhaye Margaux

Traces

I am finding my way back home
To the only One who truly loves me
I'm searching traces of my footprints left
I'm coming, Father, wait for me

My hands are ***** and full of mud
But you said that Your water will be enough
To clean my hands, even my soul
In Your place there's nothing tough

So I'm finding traces of my soul
The moment I hear nothing but Your call...

Lead me...

#home #father #soul #back

Jan 2016

Eddie Starr Love Poetry

Live To Love

My Freedom and Joy is to live to Love.
Not as the world lives to love here on earth.
But to Love others with Christ unconditional love.
To show those with low-self esteem that they matter.
Because really they do matter to Christ and me.
To love them into God's Healing Love my Friends.
For each one of us truly does matter to God very much.
if we were unimportant , we would not have been created.'
But he has a great purpose for each of us to fulfill here.

Dec 2015

KB47

God's Love

If there's one thing I've discovered
It's God's love never lets me down
Yeah I fail him daily
But at the end of the day
He doesn't turn me away

So who am I not to run towards him?
For he has a greater purpose for me
Don't believe me?
"Jeremiah 29:11" is what you'll need

Dec 2015

Sally A Bayan

N A K E D

We headed for Cold Springs
At past eleven this morning
There were countless cars rushing
My sister was driving.

I felt an air of incomparable silence
I sighed in awe...i felt, i knew of a Presence.
Overwhelmed by its essence,
It led me to a view that enveloped me:
The Hudson River, how it filled me with serenity,
The horizon, wavy mountains of reddish brown trees
The vast infinite blue above me
It seemed...all were watching me.

I could only stare at the perfect sky
That drew both my eyes
I could only think of God...feel Him,
In front of Him,
Below Him

...i am bare...body and soul...

like the endless rows
Of towering trees along Palisades Parkway
Bereft of leaves, fallen, and blown away,
For
He sees,
I cannot hide
He knows,
He understands, what goes on within me

I am naked.

On the same route now, going home
I feel again a breathtaking calm
I know i wouldn't tire
Of staring at this huge ball of fire
A yellow gold, still burning
And, oh, how stunning!
To a darker shade of orange...it is turning
Quickly dipping lower
the blue sky becomes purple...and darker
hoping later, a big round star is to hover
A creamy, glowing moon in December
One... i would always remember-

Alone or otherwise...night...or day
I am always aware
......
....i am bare....

He sees
There's nothing to hide
He knows
He understands, what goes on within me
In front of Him
Below Him
.......
.....body and soul.....
.......
I am NAKED.

Sally

Copyright December 5, 2015
Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan

#him #bare #bodyandsoulnaked

Dec 2015

Eddie Starr Love Poetry

Here I Plea

I fall down once more upon my knees in prayer.
I know that I am unworthy, but I still come to you.
To the one whom provides for those whom are in need.
So here I come seeking abundantly Life from you.
The one whom created me from nothing lifetime ago.
So here I come crawling sincerely to the Maker of my Life.
Asking you to give Hope to those whom are Hopeless here.
For I , myself was once in their Situation O Holy Savior.
Because my heart breaks for those whom have no Hope.
To continue living this life of torment and struggles.

Dec 2015

Eddie Starr Love Poetry

Keep Standing Strong

When you fail something thus falling deep into hopelessness.
Like quick sand pulling you under so hard to breathe in it.
This is when you need to stand firm, praying to the Creator.
Thus crying out for strength and perseverance to hold on.
At least long enough to be strengthen in Christ strength.
Holding on to the Christ whom is the lifebuoy here.
For only by holding on tightly to him shall we survive.
For this world right now is such an dangerous place.
To live in with all of these people killing others for nothing.

Dec 2015

Eddie Starr Love Poetry

I Am Not

I am not the smartest of men, here on the earth we live on.
But Christ has filled within me his Wisdom to speak to others.
I am not the best looking of men, that lives here on the earth.
But he whom lives within me, and works within me still loves me.
I am not the most faithful to him that created us and the earth.
But it is not my Faithfulness, but his Faithfulness that matters.
For tis not me that can and does saved people here on the earth.
But its him that not only created me but everyone else as well
It is him that he wants people to see within me, not me my friend.

Dec 2015

Eddie Starr Love Poetry

No More Fear

I am laying down all of my anxiety ,what's if, and anything else.
That shall cause me to lose trusting the one that knows everything.
I am going to allow him to use me to minster to everyone else.
For there I am sure people that hate the Christ within me now.
But I am going to love them anyway, because we all need God.
I am not going to run in fear because they hate my Savior Lord.
I am going to start making an stand, praying for them every day.
Because just because Someone hate God does not mean that they do not need our prayer.
Those are the ones that needs our prayer the very most here on the earth.