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'Cotton Candy Tree' Colored clouds in the sky, Bird nests held by the trees, Only if I could reach that high, I would swirl the sky to make a   cotton candy tree, Flowers growing ground up,   All the baby birds nestled in their cribs, made of floss, Incredible spiders on the ground, Then they go round and round, in webs that look like invisible rainbow gloss,   Mother Nature does love, I love her from the lowest to the highest above. written by @author_venjarnold
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Dec 31, 2021
Dec 31, 2021 at 2:03 AM UTC
'Cotton Candy Tree
If the day shall come that I should forget you and all that we've become, If the day shall come that I'm senile, Just know because of the way you smile I'd fall all over again, but if it happens to cause you too much pain, by all means, my dear, I hope you'll choose to find happiness elsewhere. You're the love of my life but if Alzheimer's should rob my memory of being your loving wife, please know I still only want you to be happy for the rest of your life. ~with love, your wife ~SacredInkedBlood ©2018
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Sep 27, 2018
Sep 27, 2018 at 12:56 AM UTC
"Memory Robbed" written by me on Sept262018© Venjencie Arnold/SacredInkedBlood
That is generous of you to request my insight on what you write, please review my response with an un-ending mind. So thank you but I must decline... I read so much but mainly I just write. I fear if I read your work, I would only find myself discouraged once again. Understand that writing releases some of my inner pain, It doesn't matter who's pain, why or from where it came, I just have to let it out all the same. It doesn't matter if it's for an injustice done against me or against another... I feel it all the same. For 1 example; if the pain is about an injustice done to another then I don't question as to why they don't speak up. I figure I've had peace in my life, more than enough, to make up for what other's go without. So see, I build up a little confidence, from time to time. Falsely convinced that I've talent in my own writing's & fooled to believe they would actually be of some help. Then the blinders fall off when I start reading another's work, revealing to me what, TALENT, really means. Then I put my pencils and my paper up along with my diluted ideas that I can help. The emptiness swallows me when upon realizing, my words will never be read or heard. They're not good enough. I write hoping to make a difference. So, I ask you, "what's the use in trying raise awareness for any purpose?" So yeah, then the depression coils within me turning into a knot, it gets so tight that if I don't bounce to write, I might as well die. In spite of trying to hold it in, my veins ink the blood out, forced pulsating feelings and raw emotion's splatter into words. I do feel that addressing one injustice at a time helps this world to be little more kind, if only for 1 at a time. So, I'd rather stay on this same mirago round and not get off this time. I know once it stops, the pain resolves. But not really! Only long enough to settle before it sour's into depression. Recounting in my mind, I'm worthless, a fool, thinking my words could make a difference. At least not in this world much less for 1 person treated unkindly. The mirago round stops and the world's the same. Nothing's changed so no, thank you... I'd rather spin deliriously, believing that I did 1 right thing, even if it's changing just 1 person's state of mind. So instead of getting off to stand, I'll stay on my delusional ride, unlike you at least I'm not pretending to take a *ucking stand for what's right! This is my answer in poetic form. May God forgive for the profanity, at least it's not hypocrisy! Right? Oh I forget, the one's that are in a postion are the ones who forget about serving for a mission, they lack moral vision of what's right! I guess then I bid you night. #VenjencieArnold #SacredInkedBlood #MyDelusionalRidewrittenbymeon True!! I hate feeling this way. God forgive me if I'm wrong and help me to stay strong esp if I'm right. Blessings, Venjencie © 4 months ago, new edit by me on ©09/23/2018 SacredInkedBlood
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Sep 24, 2018
Sep 24, 2018 at 12:53 AM UTC
"My Delusional Ride" written by me on ©05/19/18
That is generous of you to request my insight on what you write, please review my response with an un-ending mind. So thank you but I must decline... I read so much but mainly I just write. I fear if I read your work, I would only find myself discouraged once again. Understand that writing releases some of my inner pain, It doesn't matter who's pain, why or from where it came, I just have to let it out all the same. It doesn't matter if it's for an injustice done against me or against another... I feel it all the same. For 1 example; if the pain is about an injustice done to another then I don't question as to why they don't speak up. I figure I've had peace in my life, more than enough, to make up for what other's go without. So see, I build up a little confidence, from time to time. Falsely convinced that I've talent in my own writing's & fooled to believe they would actually be of some help. Then the blinders fall off when I start reading another's work, revealing to me what, TALENT, really means. Then I put my pencils and my paper up along with my diluted ideas that I can help. The emptiness swallows me when upon realizing, my words will never be read or heard. They're not good enough. I write hoping to make a difference. So, I ask you, "what's the use in trying raise awareness for any purpose?" So yeah, then the depression coils within me turning into a knot, it gets so tight that if I don't bounce to write, I might as well die. In spite of trying to hold it in, my veins ink the blood out, forced pulsating feelings and raw emotion's splatter into words. I do feel that addressing one injustice at a time helps this world to be little more kind, if only for 1 at a time. So, I'd rather stay on this same mirago round and not get off this time. I know once it stops, the pain resolves. But not really! Only long enough to settle before it sour's into depression. Recounting in my mind, I'm worthless, a fool, thinking my words could make a difference. At least not in this world much less for 1 person treated unkindly. The mirago round stops and the world's the same. Nothing's changed so no, thank you... I'd rather spin deliriously, believing that I did 1 right thing, even if it's changing just 1 person's state of mind. So instead of getting off to stand, I'll stay on my delusional ride, unlike you at least I'm not pretending to take a *ucking stand for what's right! This is my answer in poetic form. May God forgive for the profanity, at least it's not hypocrisy! Right? Oh I forget, the one's that are in a postion are the ones who forget about serving for a mission, they lack moral vision of what's right! I guess then I bid you night. #VenjencieArnold #SacredInkedBlood #MyDelusionalRidewrittenbymeon True!! I hate feeling this way. God forgive me if I'm wrong and help me to stay strong esp if I'm right. Blessings, Venjencie © 4 months ago, new edit by me on ©09/23/2018 SacredInkedBlood
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"Moments" That moment or is it this moment, the next moment, That defines how you define, that moment, in your life? ~SacredInkedveins "Moments," written in a moment on 04/25/2017 in another moment of sleeplessness. Okay enough of that word. Blessings, me © 12 hours ago life • moment • family • random • misc
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Apr 25, 2018
Apr 25, 2018 at 6:17 PM UTC
"Moments"
"Children Out To Play" (written 04/23/18) Everyday becoming more hot, Children out to play, Running in & out a lot, Letting the cool air escape away! The taste of wild honeysuckles in their mouth, Dandelions stuck in their hair, Making wishes without a care, Their brows evident of the sun's glare! Giggles turn into cry's, Play turns into childhood fights, They've overdone it now, Over indulgence play her hand; using the rebirth of spring. Hypnotized by the grassy green hills, Covered with new blooms of daffodils, Time to gather them inside to sit still, The children will sleep good tonight. ~SacredInkedBlood
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Apr 25, 2018
Apr 25, 2018 at 6:12 PM UTC
"Children Out To Play"
I'm PRO-GOD His truths are written in my heart! So why do you tear my every word apart? Hmmm... so I'm-Semitism, I'm anti-God, I'm anti-American and anti-peace? Do tell me then, who is pro western media, pro-mass destruction, and Pro-Zionist in the 5th columns in the USA, today? How do those last 3 spell peace in anyway? I have been accused of falling for everything because I do not stand for something; as the sayin goes... I ask my accusers to play that in reverse. Maybe those that claim stand for something are falling for Satan's curse. l opened up my Facebook today and here's what the message had to "Sorry but, FBI, has been removed from your approved words that you can search." I think I can finish the word of what I was looking for, "FBI," wasn't even anything close to what I was looking for. So you take my freedom to express what I stand for? #TruestorybymeaboutwhathappenedtomeyesterdayonApril8th201
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Apr 23, 2018
Apr 23, 2018 at 9:28 AM UTC
"Reverse That"
Needs vs Wants:      They say, everyone, needs somebody. So they say. If that's the case then what I want is: I don't want to need anybody! ~me 4_18_2018
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Apr 23, 2018
Apr 23, 2018 at 8:48 AM UTC
"Needs vs Wants"