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 Nov 2019
Darian Marie Dalton
I don't identify as,
religious.
I don't identify as,
going to church everyday.
I don't tell people I've read the bible,
because I haven't.
I don't tell people,
I believe.
Because I'm not religious,
and I don't go to church at all,
I don't think I own a bible,
and I didn't believe at a point in time.
But,
I believe there is a figure in the sky,
who watches over us.
I don't have evidence,
and I don't have bullet proof faith.
But I have faith,
and a little bit of patience,
and he hasn't let me down yet.
 Nov 2019
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 Nov 2019
misha
I am embraced by
The Left Hand Path's
righteous rage.
Watch me throw
my halo in the trash
my wings in the trash
your words in the trash.

Only I can **** them all.
Rampage, rampage,
until angels lay at my feet
like fallen stars.
God can't do anything.
Only I can.
Only I can save myself.
People here keep writing about how believing in god will make everything okay! uwu god cured my depression! I've even seen it on some of my own posts. And it really ****** me off because I've experienced so much trauma in the name of religion.
 Oct 2019
CLARYT
Dip it, your brush,
Into my ***,
And sweep it across my mouth,
Grip it, my throat,
Squeezing your thumbs,
And slowly begin to move south,
Kiss it, my breast,
Taste with your tongue,
Savour the mound with delight,
Sup it, my ***,
Drink from the well,
Make art with me, into the night.

(C) eileenmcgreevy@ymail.com 2019
******* is the most sublime form of art, in my opinion
 Sep 2019
Bijan Rabiee
Of one essence in creation's mold
Our souls are organs
Of a cosmic whale
Swimming the ocean of Time
In search of destiny divine.

When an appendage
Is suffering in pain
Others must apprehensive remain
If some members show no pity
For another's afflictions
The appellation of Human
They can not retain.
 Sep 2019
Edward
I spent  most of my teen life back in the 1970's.
Taking pills , drinking lighter fluid as well,
Felt like my family did not love me , ok.
But it was a lie from the evil ones from hell.
God told me that he would not let me die that way.
But I was hurting and I do not want you to die.
Your life is very precious to Jesus and I as well.
So please just keep pressing on in this here life.
Never give up , you have way to live for here.
 Sep 2019
WendyStarry Eyes
Open your eyes
To The wisdom
~~Of light~~
Our Father
Constant
Shining
Bright
Truth
Of life
His will
Not always
Easy
Always right
Surrender
To His will
He loves you
Beyond all
Earthly delights
 Dec 2018
Mohd Arshad
None except God could
paint the moon on the face of
water as it is.
 Dec 2018
Traveler
Try not to hate me
If you can
I never meant
To expose my hand
Yes it's true
I just don't believe
Yet my mind is open
To all I see!

And that don't mean
That I can't love
Hell!
I wish there was
Someone above!
To take this burden
And stop this bleed
Then perhaps
I could just be me!
Traveler Tim
My Heart is crying for the Hurting , for those without Hope.
My Heart, aches with each of those who are Hurting now.
I am so Heart-Broken for each and everyone of you too.
I too have Heartaches, some by my doings here on the earth.
While other times , I have been rejected for no reason known.
Still I know that Christ shall use my Pain to help others out.
Whom are going through the same things that I have went through.
Still Christ is going to use them mightly for His Glory too.
For Christ wants to use each of Us in a huge way here on the earth.
 Nov 2018
Traveler
THANKSGIVING FOR POETS

Don't give up so **** easy!
Try and find a common ground
Don't be that same old stubborn ***
Put away your
Know it all crowns

Those loving eye's
With the judgmental squint
Here's a tool to not get bent
Write a poem
While taking a ****
Do flush
But let your words set
Near the stool
So all can read
Don't be cruel
Let your poetry
Read!

Share the love!
It’s a gifted of the Divine....
Traveler Tim
Happy Turkey Day Friends
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