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[shineyourlight]

Who else are writers/artists/musicians/etc. in here? I encourage you to post things you've done in this thread!

Some of my writings are dark, but some are not

Here's a poem I wrote.

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It locks its fingers around my neck.

Cold shivers run down my spine.

Here it is again, I screamed inwardly.

I tried making a sound, but my lips are sewn tight.

What if they know?

What if they see?

What if they feel?

What. If.





It slithers down to my legs.

My legs start jiggling.

Fear. Anticipation.

I feel like I’m going to break out of my skin.

Wreak havoc in the city, wreak havoc in this town, wreak havoc…

Everywhere.

I’m about to lose control.

What happens if I do?





I fight against this monster

This monster who wants to see me stumble

I fight against it, clawing at it to keep it at bay

Breathe in.

Breathe out.

I tell myself.

But alas, it succumbs me.

Anxiety, my dear friend, you’ve come again.

 

[sampa]

This seems like a good thread. I will have to get back to it since I need to prepare for Bible study I am behind.

I've written poetry in high school before I was a Christian and in college after becoming a Christian.

I've also done video editing in my college years.
And the last two years I did end of year videos through Mojesto.

Spiritual timeline since 1996.

I've always had a good eye with photography and was the yearbook photographer for high school.

I can be very creative with style and fashion. But also in 2020 I created wacky Wednesdays and took interesting outfits and wigs or arrangements together Wednesday morning and sent text messages to friends to keep them cheerful.

And I want to say more recently it's through flower arrangement that I give to family friends and neighbors.

 

[mojoboy31]

I'm a writer, trying to teach myself drawing (not going well, but whatever).

 

[shineyourlight]

I'm a writer, trying to teach myself drawing (not going well, but whatever).

POST IT!!!!!!

 

[mojoboy31]

POST IT!!!!!!

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[Benjamin Müller]

@shineyourlight

Very descriptive poem about anxiety and the feeling of a panic attack. You used good words to describe the feeling.

I write poetry here and there. I've been thinking about posting one of mine, and now you've prompted me with this thread. Lol. Let me go into my documents. I'll make a separate post.

 

[Benjamin Müller]

DUST

I’ve existed since creation;
it’s I who lay a world’s foundation.
For out of dying stars, I live
though fragmented and diminutive.
Through me planets and stars will come
And, I through them, ad-infinitum.

From going to and from going forth
And passing by the sides of the north;
through dark nebulas I have trod;
and have even seen the face of God.
I’ve heard The Word; I’ve seen The Lamb
I was there when God created Man.

Yet men try to mitigate my worth
because I’m just the “dust of the earth”.
They tread on me; they spit and stomp.
and dress in clothes of flaming pomp.
With strong, persuasive words they speak
uniting mighty men against the weak.

Yet before the earth ever was
I was part of stars and part of suns.
I’ve been spread throughout the heavens
by cosmic storms and stellar winds.
I’ve traversed the darkest points of space
in search for my primal starting place.

Who are you who lifts himself on high?
Are you more marvelous than I?
I became the zodiacal light:
the pallid glow that fills the night.
You who war against the nations
Did you form the Pillars of Creation?

Go! Don your crown, and wield your bow.
Command the nations where to go.
It was me from whom you were made,
and to me you’ll return someday.
Because when all is said and done
Men still die, but the dust lives on.

 

[Benjamin Müller]

Destroyer


Words, escape with me into the night.
Be a comfort for my troubled soul.
Soothe my pains and ease the grief in me.
Offer me a semblance of control.
Death has come to me in silent hours
when the smiles of the day have waned;
crowned in majesty and cloaked in power,
to reveal the tragic plans he’s made.

Haunting whispers permeate my room.
Stormy is his voice, and firm his word!
Though he speaks to me in muted volume
I understand the things I have heard.
For I’ve seen the city streets on fire:
Visions, names and numbers fill my mind:
Death has called upon the Prince of Tyre
who, from endless sulfur pits, will rise.

Curses fly like ravens through the land,
black titanic wings imbue with dread
For the Lord has stretched forth His hand;
and proclaims the beginning from the end.
Death descends from the upper stratosphere.
Jacob, slay the lamb and mark your doors;
Seed of Nimrod, rise and fulfill your years.
God will shake the heavens and earth once more.

 

[shineyourlight]

@shineyourlight

Very descriptive poem about anxiety and the feeling of a panic attack. You used good words to describe the feeling.

I write poetry here and there. I've been thinking about posting one of mine, and now you've prompted me with this thread. Lol. Let me go into my documents. I'll make a separate post.

Well, thank you! Your poems are brilliant! I wish I could rhyme. I'm currently working on a poem that does rhyme, but I can't bring it to an end!

 

[shineyourlight]

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And you said they were bad. *scoffs*

That is actually quite good.

 

[mojoboy31]

And you said they were bad. *scoffs*

That is actually quite good.

That's the only good thing I ever drew. And also, I had an art teacher over my shoulder, fixing my mistakes, so I can't take full credit

 

[Benjamin Müller]

Well, thank you! Your poems are brilliant! I wish I could rhyme. I'm currently working on a poem that does rhyme, but I can't bring it to an end!

Ah! Yes! The ending! I don't know how many times I asked myself 'How do I wrap this up'?! Ha ha. And thank you. I prefer to write rhyming poetry; makes it more of a challenge and I get to pratice with words. Even if it do get frustrated 100% of the time.

 

[Benjamin Müller]

That's the only good thing I ever drew. And also, I had an art teacher over my shoulder, fixing my mistakes, so I can't take full credit

Lol. That was a lot of spoilers, but worth clicking in the end. You're very talented.

 

[shineyourlight]

Ah! Yes! The ending! I don't know how many times I asked myself 'How do I wrap this up'?! Ha ha. And thank you. I prefer to write rhyming poetry; makes it more of a challenge and I get to pratice with words. Even if it do get frustrated 100% of the time.

Haha, yes! The ending is always the most difficult.

Hey, it's worth the frustration and like you said, a great way to practice with words!

 

[shineyourlight]

That's the only good thing I ever drew. And also, I had an art teacher over my shoulder, fixing my mistakes, so I can't take full credit

Pish posh, you still did the drawing yourself

 

[Benjamin Müller]

I'll burden you with one more and then quit for the night. Lol. I'll post one of my shorter ones.

 

[Benjamin Müller]

Thunder!
How powerful the sound.
It’s cracking high above
When lightning strikes the ground.
Listen!
It rumbles through the sky
My ears detect it yet.
The voice of God’s alive --
It storms when we forget.

 

[d taylor]

Can not write, sing, play an instrument, dance, act, at all, but I will contribute some junk of mine from the visual field.

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[Somber]

Who else are writers/artists/musicians/etc. in here? I encourage you to post things you've done in this thread!

Some of my writings are dark, but some are not

Here's a poem I wrote.

-----------------------------------------------------------------------

It locks its fingers around my neck.

Cold shivers run down my spine.

Here it is again, I screamed inwardly.

I tried making a sound, but my lips are sewn tight.

What if they know?

What if they see?

What if they feel?

What. If.





It slithers down to my legs.

My legs start jiggling.

Fear. Anticipation.

I feel like I’m going to break out of my skin.

Wreak havoc in the city, wreak havoc in this town, wreak havoc…

Everywhere.

I’m about to lose control.

What happens if I do?





I fight against this monster

This monster who wants to see me stumble

I fight against it, clawing at it to keep it at bay

Breathe in.

Breathe out.

I tell myself.

But alas, it succumbs me.

Anxiety, my dear friend, you’ve come again.

I love your thread idea and I love your poem!!! It is quite relatable!!

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You bugger!!! I will forgive you though since you did share some fabulous art!!! Love it!!!

Can not write, sing, play an instrument, dance, act, at all, but I will contribute some junk of mine from the visual field.

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Oh my goodness!! That's some amazing art there!!!!!

 

[Somber]

Who else are writers/artists/musicians/etc. in here? I encourage you to post things you've done in this thread!

I have always been more of an "aspiring" artist. Most projects I start and never finish. I have made poetry, sketched, painted, crocheted, knitted, sewed, and attempted to compose songs, but pretty much everything I start I never finish. As it might be quite apparent by now I lack discipline. I might be able to scrounge around and find a few things to share, perhaps...