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 Jun 2016 langit b
Thomas
The way we do things religiously, the way we talk, the way we run our country's, and how we convict a person. May be all based on this thing called "religion" yet when asked what religion is there is no possible way to explain it easily. So why do we have religion? I think that religion is a need for human diplomacy, to see someone/something who is higher in all aspects to our leaders of whom we can not ask to help us. In this aspect is religion a way of making it is that we have a leader of a country who doesn't listen to his people, and as a denial to that power we create a thing that is greater than this leader? But what about the aspect of asking for assistance in something that doesn't at all relate political issues then is that a different form of religion?
Many religions create a being who is capable of anything. If not one being then there are multiple beings with individual "special abilities". Such as a Sun God. They thus pray to these beings in a plea to assist them in their plait, in some religions prayers are accompanied with a sacrifice of some sort, i.e. Goats, sheep, cattle and in history so were humans.
But why? What is the whole purpose of this "religion"?
Religion is a basis of human emotion, if we were not emotional we would not need religion, there are few people who are emotionally obsolete, they have no capable emotions. When asked what religion was they still were incapable of explaining due to the fact that every decision we make is all emotionally connected. When you have an emotionally inclined question asked to an emotionless person it is still an unviable solution to define it.
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SoulSurvivor
(C) 1/16/2016
the last time we saw each other
I was a mess

and you never got to see the person I was after that


you just gave up
that I was a cocoon and that the butterfly had perished inside
and might never come out.


but those wings are bright orange and purple

and I don’t really miss you at all.
Dec 13th, 2015
 Jan 2016 langit b
grim-raven
You were the book in the past which I swore to write a sequel with
A wedding, a house, a kid, a garden filled with roses and tulips
But then I realized I deserve a new page to write my own story
I close the book and re-read it once again

*

"Just one more," I said with my heart
The last part of me who don't want to let go
But I know I need to walk forward
With one final petal, with one final blow
 Sep 2014 langit b
Ryan Cripps
Will you please break me free of these memories?
You were once a friend, but now you're just a bitter enemy.
We're two strangers that know each others secrets.
If you said you still love me, I wouldn't believe it.

And I've been standing in the rain for far too long.
My body has become weak, and my mind less strong.
I’m broken into pieces, from the hammer you grip.
Though I’ll still let the phrase "I miss you" slip through my lips.

I want the good memories gone
And the bad ones to stay.
So I never come back to you
I wanna remain far away.

Because you're an illusionist,
Who has mastered hypnosis,
You have many tricks up your sleeves
Along with dead roses.
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We’re in the stars in the sky,
in the alps way up high.
We’re in the streets of love,
in all of paris.
We’re in the city of angels,
and in a land where dreams are made of.
We’re in the colors of a rainbow,
shining brighter than ever.
We’re in the tears of a child,
wishing he’d only smile.
We’re in the roar of a tiger,
cause we’re a fighter.
We’re in the battlefield fought between countless countries,
in the enemies greed for more blood,
in the hearts of the families lost ones.  
Me and you,
Us,
We’re everywhere.
 Jan 2014 langit b
Niveda Nahta
Vérité ..
Un peu de charme,
A pas de mal.
C'est l'amour
ça fait mal comme une bombe ..

Truth ..
A little charm,
Is no harm.
It's the love
that hurts like a bomb ..
Hahaha..!
©NivedaAmber
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 Jan 2014 langit b
Bilal Kaci
I’ve been anticipating our little rendez vous
Your fingers weaved through mine
I admit it I may have been looking forward to it
To drown in your intoxicating perfume
As I purge myself of
Compulsion
Seduction
Repulsion
Obstruction
Destruction
Oh stranger you know me well
Will you take me with you
*to hell?
3 poems i stuck together
© 2013 Bilal Kaci
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