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JC's Poems...

JC-216

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I'll just put poems here as I write them. I'm not sure if they are any good but I will collect them here. OK?

I will organize them by date because I have no clue how to name them. And not all of them necessarily have anything to do with God. But I write them to express my feelings rather than to take them out on others or keep them bottled up like I used to. I'm done rambling now so...

11/02

Life is a taxi cab
It's fine until you get in
and you can smell the body odor
of the driver. All you can do
is wait untill you get out.


8/8/03

I can feel the wind blowing in the air.
It seems to cut like knives.
I scream in pain but no sound can be heard,
for darkness has arrived.

I have no choice but to follow shadows
wherever they may go.
I remain afraid, but I continue on,
my fear, it seems, to grow.

As I near my stop, uneasyness is
the feeling in my chest,
as I know that I'll never awaken
from my eternal rest.


11/27/03

My greed has got the best of me.
I don't know what to do.
I pray that God might set me free.
I keep from me the truth.
My blame is on surroundings.
I should be blamed in lieu.
My sight was clouded; now I see.
I can't not be with you.


I didn't notice until just now, how much my outlook has changed over the past year.

I guess if you want, tell me what you think. And please be honest.

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JC-216

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It's been awhile since I've posted any. Here are some of the ones I've written. I think it is kind of neat how I can look back at the tone and tell what kind of things were going on in my life. I've yet to write a happy poem. Maybe someday.

12/4/03

Many petals have left me.
Soon one more will fall.
Each deserter leaves me more naked than the last.
I watch as the petals drift to the ground.
Their true beauty will never again be fully appreciated.
Why are they leaving me so shortly after bloom?
This makes me ask myself, "Am I being plucked or pruned?"


12/22/03

How could I have been so foolish?
How could I have been so blind?
How could I think You loved me?
This pain won't leave my mind.
You built me up to an all-time high.
Then pretend your light has not shined.
You tear away the ones I love.
I dream of the peace I won't find.


12/25/03

I don't know where You're leading,
But whom else should I follow?
To me this path's no meaning,
But a faint light seems to glow.

Though this light fills me with doubt
And it steals from me my sight.
With You I won't be without.
Alone, my life is blight.

This path never wants to end,
But I feel it getting short.
To Your's, my will seems to bend
And faith shall be my escort.


12/29/03

Your voice and face are vivid in my head.
As I recall the time we spent,
The things we did, and every word you said.
I try to smile but instead lament
Because from me you have been sent.

Apart from you I cannot find my way.
Others ask,"How could you be lost?"
But to them this feeling's not been displayed.
Then I ask was it worth this cost?
Because from me my heart's been tossed.

I feel my life draining away from me.
And I have cried out to my Lord.
"Oh, God please let me see by your decree,
Into what am I being poured?"
Because in me a hole's been bored.

I can't help but feel like something's missing.
Joy's left me; it's replaced with scorn.
Each day without you, like a lethal sting.
Every thought like a pricking thorn.
Because from me my soul's been torn.


2/28/04

Alone I stand gazing,
Peering into a bitter well
filled with sweet memories
long turned sour.

Thoughts seem to drag me in.
Shallow times slipping through my grip.
My dreams now hard to keep.
Mind still wandering.

Forgotten realms lead me.
I foolishly follow these thoughts
Hoping I trip and fall
In a soft place.


5/3/04

I am growing very tired,
But it seems I'll never sleep.
All the noise keeps me up.
How is it you sleep so deep?

I watch you dream every night
Of life and your sacred peace.
I see you toss and fall back,
But you have never seen me.

I hope just once you'd glance my way
Before dozing off till morn.
Perhaps then it won't be so sweet
To dream of my soul of storms.

The nightmare keeps you awake;
Keeps you trembling through the night.
Your snores keep me awake no more.
So please turn off my lights.
 
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JC-216

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Sorry... I have one more.

6/12/04

Twisted and misaligned
Is how the past leaves our mind.
Weary of struggle it gasps for air;
Breathing thoughts of worry and despair.

With peace and time
Is how He works the signs.
Perfect and simple they touch our soul
To let the mind know He has control.
 
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JC-216

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7/7/04

Your gravity is pushing me away.
It's force applied to your seas.
Their flowing peace sooths your volcanic core.
But your waves will leave with me.

I've been with you since the dawn of time,
But you've seen me once a month.
Only then do you see how I can shine,
Giving light when there's no sun.

The vastness of space is inviting me
To share it's emptiness.
I watch you fading to a faint blue speck.
You're now a flea to me or less.


Thanks for all your feedback guys!
 
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RJHarmony84

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:) Wow, this is really something. I have to admit, some of your first ones I didn't like at all...but I read them all, and all of the later ones show how much you have developed as a poet. I especially liked the one you wrote on 6/12/04...coincidentally, that's my birthday...lol! feel free to PM me if you ever need a tip or want my opinion on a poem. you can take a look at mine, too, if you like! I could use some outside advice myself. ;)

:wave:
 
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JC-216

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8/8/2004

The Light has brought me everything
my life, my will, my goals.
He seems to be the only one
that can fill up my soul.

The light fades away my worries
and it shines through my pain.
He works against my broken past
but leaves a darkened stain.

The Light can not pierce through my mind;
my thoughts as dark as night.
he tells my heart countless lies
to shield me from the light.

The Light glimmers in the haze and
restores my failing faith.
He strengthens my will and lends his might
to send away his wraiths.

His Light makes me a beacon
so the lost might find their way.
He shines through me to light their path
and keep the dark at bay.

9/26/2004

The music's drawing them in.
Heads bobbing to the beat.
Their lips synching to the words.
And no ones in their seat.

I'm surrounded by strangers.
My eyes wandering the room
Searching for someone I know
And all I find is You.

The bodies start moving close.
I've hardly room to breathe.
I look but there's no way out
As they're enclosing me.

With everything around me
There's not much I can do.
So I kneel and start to pray
Then it's just me and You.
 
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JC-216

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12/27/2004

Oh, how I long for just one taste.
A single bite would change my suit
From spadely deuce to heartly ace.
Flushed with the ripeness of Your fruit.

Oh, how I long for just one drink.
A single sip to fill me up
From empty well to gushing sink,
Flowing from Your bottomless cup.

Oh, how I long for just one shout.
A single word is a chorus
singing away all former doubts
instilled by echoes of Your voice.

Oh, how I long for just one look.
A single glimpse restores my sight.
Placing words in a faded book
Written in the dark by Your light.

Oh, how I long for just one touch.
A single brush across your face
Would soothe my mind and ease me such
That I'd be pleased to run Your race.


1/2/2005

Who'd have known that a boy so weak and small
would one day rise above us all
would break the binding chains of sin
to save us from the clutch of Death we all were in.

Who'd have known that a man who crafted wood to his desire
could burn away our chaff within his fire
could cleanse our sin with a drop of blood
but shed it all so love could be understood.

Who'd have known that the God Almighty
would live a life of human humility
would live to feel temptation and know our pain
but live life perfectly, spotless without a stain.


These are some pretty recent poems. I have been in a different groove/way of thinking for some reason lately. I hope you guys appreciate these.
 
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