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Maunas Mehta Jan 2020
Many have spent all their lives
Looking for The One that thrives
But then it is you that arrives
You supprise us with the way can
Empathise and,
deprive us of the burden
of life.
Janna Dec 2019
I sit here and imagine the smell of roses blooming
Out of my nostrils
The life of the wilderness
Raining down hunger and fire
Hunger for the Truth, fire that quenches my thirst
Thirsting for the transformation Truth brings
Because I know a Name like no other
Yet to confess His name is controversy
Maybe even deadly
I know a Name like no other
And He is the Way, the Truth and the Life
Who's hand is raised to receive this Manna?
Who is willing to lay down their life for the cross of salvation?
He calls out and none answers
So then,
Who if not me?
When if not now?
What if not Him?
Where if not here?
How if not this?
-soulwriterj
Autmn T Dec 2019
If I'm to feel the shake of your winds gather the leaves from the trees will the rain fall down brushing my skin gently. Will the cleanse chill my skin, cause me to shiver or recoil? Will it touch my heart and cause a typhoon like the tears over missing you, its been years since I last knew what to do.
Kryptonite Oct 2019
guards up, defenses strong
holding an indifferent glare
treading, walking, running on this path
confidence strongly shielded from attack

charged on the embodiment of strength
adorning armor of pain and feeling
crafted in bitter portrayal and forged
with the much hurt he had caused

presumptuous ego from long nonchalance
a journey coldly carved so clearly forward
time only reaffirming the deepened beliefs
that the unguarded to feeling are indeed weak

unbeknownst to the soldier, a universe
would soon make itself known, inescapable
dawning in the most inconspicuous ways
it would seem as though it were all his doing

creeping in oh so subtly, fear greets the soldier
alas! The enigmatic enemy slipped his defenses
the birth of emotion announces itself gallantly
fireworks shoot through his long barren skies

never anticipating that his ultimate defeat
would be through brown eyes so kind
they bring life to a heart deadbeat
hope illuminating a hallowed mind

by falling into the trap so greatly feared
he found solace within unending chaos
bridging insanity an epiphany so sure
he had lost nothing that was his

in belonging an ego is not owed to man
rather amass the one treasure which he
had long been running from in twisted irony
accepting fate that he, possibly was worthy
After all love, he finally embraced his savior.
inspired, very much inspired
MisfitOfSociety Sep 2019
Breathed in the breath of the saviour,
To enrichen a soul that is poor.
I puffed out a portal to the cloud kingdom,
Clinging to the scales of a dragon.
I reached a height as high as heaven,
Given the chance to look past the cloud,
As I put my head through to look,
I was dropped down to the ground.

I met an angel with a kick,
Wanted by the government.
Made my eyes as wide as a rabbit's hole,
As bright as a solar moon.
Black stars in between white spaces.
Generating a reluctant mould.
There are golden flakes in its hair,
When I swallow, they choke my throat.
Thought it was my angel,
Turns out it was fool’s gold.

Who am I,
I don’t know anymore,
I lost myself,
So long ago.
I lost pieces of myself,
In those inner landscapes.
I’m struggling to find the pieces,
I can’t remember their names.

I forgot how I got here.
I can’t feel anything here.

Are you out there!
Shine a light on my face!
Oh, I want to die,
In a beautiful place!

I am so tired,
Of keeping these ghosts inside of me!
My eyes are ugly,
Take them away from me!
My thoughts are ugly,
Take them away from me!
Everything around me is ugly,
Take it all away from me!
When I die,
Will my god die with me?!


I think I, may have found my god.
I’m melting in his eternal sunshine.
Breathing in, a crumbled image of his face,
It turned my tears into wine.
The earth’s my grave,
And the sky’s my cradle.
Unearthing my new low,
To find the highest place one can go.
Dying In A Beautiful Place
Faizel Farzee Sep 2019
Rain drops to the sound of my tears
thoughts storm clouded,
I wish I could turn back the years
Erase every mistake, every irrational fear
Lose myself in hope
Instead of seeing the darkness transparent, so clear
It resonates, tainting my soul daily
It stains everything I hold dear
The grim reaper my shadow,
I indulge him with conversation,
Even if I'm completely lost,
He'll as promised. ..
...... always be near.
Sometimes I draw from the dark, this is who I am, all the pain I enconterd,
Left its mark, so I write to not embark....on my last jeorney
Kasumi Asahina Sep 2019
He is a saviour;
A reason to live and a reason to die.
It’s a raging sea in a rain drop
Warmer than sun, but colder than ice.
She is madness, sanity
She is hell, paradise.
Breathing the galaxy,
releasing the stars.
She releases her phoenix wings, burning the ashes,
Leaving her with a scared soul,
But shining with courage.
Faizel Farzee Aug 2019
Emotions, a started chainsaw
For this life
There is no exit door
This shadowed darkness
I still feel deeply raw
They all think that I’m flawed
Aren’t we all
Down to our perfect core
Going to war
Fighting with loved ones
To settle a score
It makes me really sore
For what,
Maybe it’s because we are bored..

With our lives
This life’s not divine
My pen leaks the tears of the world
I see it cry
The tears flowing from this pen
Again
Is me releasing my frustration
So I learn to stop hating
….everything
Poetry is an outlet....it's the tears the joy the experience of artists inked thoughts
imtooawake May 2019
Somebody will finally save me
I don't really know who
But it will be somebody special

All my dreams are about somebody saving me
More colourful than ever before

And I fantasise about the dream to become a reality
But it has not been the time for it yet
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