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Friday, May 4, 2012

Poetry

Here are some poem's. What do you think?


The Stars
The stars winking merrily,
In a cheeky sort of way,
And presenting a sky,
Not seen during the day,

I am like the stars,
In a random place,
Yet showing creativity,
Through the constellations in space,

Those random places all connect,
At least inside my mind,
My thoughts moving quick through conversation,
Sorry to leave you behind,

I am always there,
Though not always seen,
Always wanting to help,
I am always keen,

I try to guide through trouble,
But I have limits too,
I'll try to be your friend,
And do as much as I can do,

I am the stars,
A bridge between two worlds,
Trying to keep a balance,
And to find both live’s pearls,

I am the stars,
Sometimes hidden from sight,
By those dark clouds,
Rolling through the night,

Grasping at my mind,
Until I’m full of gloom,
But soon I’ll be alright,
My light ready to bloom,

I am like the stars,
Waiting for day to end,
So you’ll see me later,
My enemy or my friend

Faith
The truth of the Gospel I know,
And I watch as the testimonies grow,
A miracle not needed,
Because the warnings we have heeded,
We had been spared,
So we knew that He cared,
His love is unconditional,
We know this,
our belief is not always traditional,
Although the worlds morals fade,
Our foundation has already been laid,
He is there,
Our Savior,
The immovable rock,
Upon which we build our faith,
And although the world will laugh and mock,
We will listen to what He saith


Drip Drop
Drip,
Drop,
The rain won't stop,
Pit,
Pat,
A larger splat,
Swish,
Sigh,
Comes nature's cry,
Swirl,
Twirl,
The darkening sky,
Flash,
Churn,
The lightening burns,
Roar,
Mar,
There's lightening's scar,
Crack,
Boom,
It's bringing doom,
Moan,
Groan,
From death's own bone,
Quiet,
Fear,
Now lend you're ear,
Pit,
Pat,
A smaller splat,
Drip,
Drop,
The rain won't stop


Patience
The lightening went crack,
And the thunder boomed,
as the darkening sky,
Gave the impression of doom,
The ominous howl,
Of the wind as it blew,
But then the storm faded,
And the sunlight showed through




Pencil's
Pencil's are nice,
Though they can be quite dull,
I sharpen it thrice,
Till the sharpener's full,
But alas that pencil will not sharpen,
Perhaps the sharpeners dull



Silence
Shhh...
Listen now,
Hear the deafening sound,
of silence

There is nothing louder,
Yet there is nothing softer,
then silence,

Shhh...
Be still,
Say nothing,
And you will,
Hear Silence



Christ's Light
So dark,
So dim,
There's only the moon's rim,
The fear,
I am blind,
I cannot see,
I must find,
The way to the end of the road,
But what is this?
How could I miss,
The Son peeking over the mountain,
Lighting the way,
I cannot stay,
Now that I can follow the road








Oh, and just so you know, I wrote them all. Now be honest and tell me what you think. Good or bad.