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Describeing what a poet is,is no easy task,I did my best and I hope you like it!
A poem about me thinking about my pass and how my pass is interfering with my future and present.
A short poem I wrote over a sleepless night. I had a collection of lines and threw them together over a few minutes. Please let me know what you think. Thanks.
By Micah Evaine
You. Me. Lunch. Forever in hell.
This article is all about to explain that if there is a bad or evil power who uses supernatural power and becoming the cause of bad people in this world . This tells me that now their is two God now good one and the bad one . God didn't know that , the reason of bad people becoming bad is this...
By Ted Gerard
What would you do to save the world?
Who is that man? Of is it a man? I can only see a little twinkle.
This is something I decided to make...it's just a thought but by all means, this is one of my most emotional writings yet. If you are feeling like the beginning of this, hopefully my words can inspire you to become better.
By Kevin Rottweiler
a poem about the animal control "dog pound"
Poetry | Updated Dec 7, 2013 | Reads: 7 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
By Homer Sands
Let High Cernabog Sit and Judge the Damned. Edgar will have none of it.
By Miri Fern
A retelling of the Bible in more cerebral terms, from the Void, to Genesis, throughout human history.
About a young woman driven to the corner.
Poetry | Updated Nov 30, 2013 | Reads: 18 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
What happens when you commit a sin? You go to hell! Or prison! Wrong. You become an immortal human. Not a vampire, a demon, an angel, etc. You're still a human, but you live forever. It may sound like something wonderful, but it isn't. Not when you're being chased by the devil himself! And to...
Just as armor will protect warriors in a battle against opposing forces, God's armor will protect us against the Foe and Enemy who strives tenaciously to defeat all of us in the battle of life.
For the insecure and broken, the ones hurting deep inside. The ones who know the wrong they've done. This is from me, a stranger, to you.