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I went to a crowded church and yet it was devoid of the TRUTH and LOVE
The spirit of HIM was nowhere to be found
They were too busy DICTATING to me how to believe, what to do, who to love and how to live

 

I left and walked among the homeless and hungry and yet there was peace and understanding, people sharing people caring
Before these people who society has shunned, those the churches have forgotten, was the TRUTH and the LOVE
No one told me what to believe, no one threatened me with eternal damnation for not following THEM,
They respected me for showing them the kindness they showed me

 

I walked away a better man, a man closer to my God
I walked away knowing that those hypocrites chased God out of His house and onto the streets
Just as the Pharisees had forced Jesus out

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why the spirit of HIM ? could just as well be the spirit of HER :)

It can be the spirit of whomever you like. Why does a God even need a gender, and in fact IF said God did have a gender, that would mean that there would be the opposite of said gender and thus BOTH sexes would be represented.

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  • 1 month later...

Amazing, I write a poem and the ONLY thing focused on isn't the meaning but the fact I had the audacity to call God a "He". 

I truly do NOT understand why people need comment on another's beliefs anyway. Did I force any of you to read this? Did I demand you believe as I? I even answered the first reply by stating MY belief is that God does NOT need a gender and IF said deity does then there is an opposite gender of equal value. So, to me arguing over God's gender is ridiculous. 

Also, why is it so wrong to believe in a higher power and label it "God"? NO ONE can definitively answer if there is or isn't one or even an afterlife for that matter. It could be we are nothing more than a self aware computer program that is and of itself a self aware computer program. Or we could just be an atom in a molecule of water in some ocean in another dimension. 

The truth is we will truly never know the answers until we ourselves have died. I have my beliefs but I do not push them on anyone and am always willing to listen to others because my beliefs are unshakable due to personal experiences that saved my life. 

As my hero John Lennon stated when asked if he believed in God, 

 

“I believe in God, but not as one thing, not as an old man in the sky. I believe that what people call God is something in all of us. I believe that what Jesus and Mohammed and Buddha and all the rest said was right. It's just that the translations have gone wrong.”

Peace be with you ladies.
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So you say you feel nothing
And will do anything to feel something
You try the razor and cut the skin
But still not a feeling could get in
 
You tried the bottle
And it just made you sick and hug the toilet
So you tried the pipe
But you didn't like the stereotype
You tried the needle just to feel something
The puncture of your skin hitting the vein and still you felt nothing
 
You get down on your knees and beg to your God "What will it take For me to awake To feel what it is like Just to be alive?"
 
But what you don't understand is that you are feeling something
Going through all you went through believing you felt nothing
Is proof you felt everything
Maybe you just were too scared to let it sink in
For the shame of it all was the unease you felt in your own skin.

 
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Gratify me now

I don't give a fuck how

Just tell me what I want to hear

To keep me being near

 

Rage against the old boss

They're the reason for my loss

Fuck them after all

For they're the ones to cause this fall

 

Paranoia in my brain

The nation's fucking gone insane

And no one seems to care

As long as they are told they have their fair share

 

Talking head tell me what's real

Talking head tell me what to feel

Talking head tell me whom to hate

Talking head tell me what's my nation's fate

Are the barbarians at the gate

 

And tell me why I should give a fuck

Tell me why my job doesn't suck

Tell me why I live in shit

While the politicians cover me with it

 

Talking head tell me what's real

Talking head tell me what to feel

Doctor give me another fucking pill

Doctor take away pain cause I don't wanna feel

 

Keep me fucking feeling sane

While your news washes my brain

Preacher man tell me what my God thinks of me

While you tell me in the Holy Book what to see

Tell me Christ was a man of peace

While you sell me guns and government wheels to grease

 

And have I gone insane

With all these thoughts running through my brain

The pills no longer kill the pain

And tell me what to think and tell me what to see while you carefully erase and wash my brain

 

Talking head tell me what's real

Talking head tell me what to feel

Talking head tell me whom to hate

Talking head tell me what's my nation's fate

Are the barbarians at the gate











 








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I think of all the things I've said,
Then thought of different things, instead.
I think of all that I have done,
When moons were cheese, and life was fun.

But now I sit, and realize,
I lost the one and only prize.
The one who gave me butterflies,
Whose depth was shown, within her eyes.

So, now I sit, in loneliness,
Cold, without her warm caress.
Wondering, what might have been,
If only I might just have seen.......
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Owain Glyn

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The first time I saw you, my heart skipped a beat

I thought to myself I must be dreaming

For to me your beauty I had never seen

I knew it was a dream when in the plane next to me you took a seat

When you said hello, my heart in pure joy was screaming

You made me feel like a love sick teen

 

They say it doesn't exist, love at first sight

I always thought it a myth as well

But the stars were aligned
And it happened that flight
Just a question of to you how myself to sell

Perhaps the long flight I could just be someone to talk with

 

In the city we did arrive after a bumpy but safe flight

We had gotten to know one another

On that 3 hour trip, we shared so much

To a bar you knew I accepted your invite
There you met a man, I felt elation when you told me he was your brother

We ordered our drinks and you told me your heart I did touch

Already intoxicated from your beauty inside and out
I ordered a fruit juice

You had a tonic and gin

When you touched my hand my heart wanted to shout

I was flattered when me you tried to seduce

Your azure blue eyes and scarlet red lips that parted ever so gently with your grin

Now here we are 25 years later

And you're still as beautiful outside and in

2 kids we have had, joys of our life

Our love for each other having grown greater

No question with you, I would do it all over again

So this day 25 years later, I asked you to be my wife
 

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Guest JohnnyWadd

If the Ocean were Whiskey & I were a Duck

I'd swim to the bottom & never come up

Scotch Whiskey in the morning

Scotch Whiskey I cry

I'll get some Scotch Whiskey or else I will die

I went to School with my shower shoes on

 

I'm not a poet but I did run out of Booze

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It all leads me to what that great philosopher of our time, Steve Martin, once stated in the 70's. It is from him, I quote, 

“It's so hard to believe in anything anymore. I mean, it's like, religion, you really can't take it seriously, because it seems so mythological, it seems so arbitrary...but, on the other hand, science is just pure empiricism, and by virtue of its method, it excludes metaphysics. I guess I wouldn't believe in anything anymore if it weren't for my lucky astrology mood watch.”

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