Do you guys write poetry... share some if you do..!

edited December 1969 in Random Issues
Hey guys, I was just wondering if any of you guys write poetry, i personally do and i recently wrote this one that i wanted to share with you guys
Its called "Can't Seem To Fit"
and its dedicated to one of my best friends

Everyone just has be the same
Difference becomes a played out game
Back-stabbers, decievers lies and more
It's all a life of pain and sore

Nations rising and famiies dying
Racism flowing and youth start lying,
Too many tears shed onto this world
So much bloodshed on a ground so cold

Love turns into worthless lust
Money and treasures become a must
People plan things that aren't meant to be
They do it by force to make themselves free

You can't even tell which ones are the good
The meaning of life is not understood
They end up ignoring and stepping back
They have a mind, but a heart they lack

People think different is always weird
They don't understand unique isn't feared
Nothing should be feared except the Lord
For he takes pleasure in those who follow what are told

This world is insane, This world is mean
It's all a big hysterical scene
Stray away and be who your are
Pray for heavenly pleasures on a gleaming stare

This world has done nothing but hurt
Even I am made of its dirt
But I, My essence don't belong to it
God made me unique so i wouldn't fit!

lots of my friends didnt get the part where it says even i am made of its dirt, its refering to God when he creted adam from the dust of the ground and since we are all decendants we too are made of the dirt of the world etc. and i needed something to ryhmn lol SO i HOPE YOU GUYS WILL ENJOY.. send some ifyou guys write

take care and god bless you all
sister in christ-sandra andrawis


  • that was soo awesome.. u are really talented in that! keep it up and GBU! : ;)
  • aww sandra that was really cute! keep it up! sry i dont write poetry....
  • thanks guyss.. i appreciated it... well if u guys have anything i appreciate it if u send them, i love eading poems lol
  • sandra that is soooo beauutiful!

    i LUV poems but i can't write any!

    God Bless You

  • peotry is my weakest thing in english class and i am thinking of quiting because i can't even understant a word!but you guys are awsome...keep going and i like that one markgirgis!!
  • ...keep going and i like that one markgirgis!!

    i think that was Sandra A. !!
  • yeah i know but i just don't like to call people with thier real name!!
  • This isn't really a poem no rhymes and stuff but it's close enough:
    Feels like just yesterday
    I was happy, young and bright
    Not once then I thought
    Things would turn out this way
    I never even dreamed I would be in this state
    I never once thought that this would be me now
    If only you could see me now
    What would you say
    What happened to me
    How did this even happen
    How could I even think this way
    Never once did I think I would come out this way
    Lord help me I am in need of you
    Reach out with your hand and guide me
    Touch my heart and give me peace
    Strengthen me to get me through these times
    All these tears, all the sorrow will be wiped away
    And I will emerge through the darkness and the fear
    All I ask is for you to please help me
    Now all I want to do is cry
    Cry for the days that have gone
    Weep for the innocence that was lost
    Never to be found again
    I try to get away
    I struggle through the bonds of fire
    That are holding me down
    Weighing me down till I can’t even breathe
    I when I was about to give up
    When I was sure there was no hope
    When all my screams of anguish and all my pleas had gone to waste
    You appeared
    Like a light at the end of a tunnel
    You gave me hope you gave me strength to go on
    And when I broke free
    I turned to collapse at your feet Lord
    But you pulled me up
    Embraced me like your own
    And you wiped away all my tears and pain
    You held me tightly never to let me go
  • I like to write my own poems I love poetry...and I wish in the future I would be better at it...but for right now I like writing short poems and rhymes and I like also non-rhyming poems here is a very short poem/s that I made up! hope you enjoy!

    best friends are the greatest
    they always stay by your side
    no matter what they keep you safe
    and never leave you until you die

    crosses, being a child of God
    the best religion
    keep your faith up
    greatest CHRISTIAN

    -this is a story I love writing stories as well!
    Stories on Everyday Life
    Info-Stories on everyday life is about great, interesting stories that happen like everyday!

    *One day you'll remember me
    *The second you'll forget
    *The third you'll lose your mind
    *The fourth you'll have memory loss
    *The fifth I come knocking on your door seeing if you remember me

    *One day I can see
    *The second I suggest glasses
    *The third I suggest contacts
    *The fourth I'm blind
    *The fifth I get an excuse from my friend that there blinded by your beauty

    *One day I stay by your side when you cry
    *The second you forgot my graduation
    *The third you thought I forgot
    *The fourth we aren't best friends again
    *The fifth you cared so much that we aren't best friends again you came and apologized

    *One day I came knocking on your door to see if you would answer
    *The second I would try calling you, but you wouldn't answer
    *The third I try talking to you at school, but you would ignore me
    *The fourth I ask you if I could sit with you at lunch, but you still didn't care about me
    *The fifth you saw me sad, crying, and alone and then you finally ask me if I could come over to your house

    *One day I would pass a note to you in class you would get in trouble
    *The second I would write you a letter and your parents would yell at you
    *The third I try calling you, but your mom got mad
    *The fourth I try sending you an IM and you wouldn't answer
    *The fifth you said you couldn't respond to me all this time because 1 of your family members passed away

    *One day I thought you were my best friend, but you started to punch me
    *The second I thought you would get annoying because you would hurt me
    *The third I thought you were there for me, but you lied to me for the first time
    *The fourth you would hit me with a wooden ruler and you would hang out with people I got bullied by
    *The fifth you told me that you can't be friends with me if I didn't take those as jokes and then you told me that you would hang out with people who used to bully you, and then you apologized and said that was a prank

    *One day my best friend forgot my birthday
    *The second they said I was mean not writing them an email
    *The third they told away my secret and they promised not to tell
    *The fourth you didn't realize that the party you were at was my birthday party
    *The fifth you said wake up, your in a dream
  • i really really liked that poem, inner beauty, it was beautiful... :)
  • [glow=red,2,300]I remember[/glow]

    I remember when I was borned
    I saw all my family
    I remember the first time I went to church
    I saw all the congregation
    I remember the day I was baptized
    I saw all the deacons singing
    I remember my first day at school
    I saw all of my classmates
    I remember the day I first started praying
    I knew God was there for me
    I remember the day I started elementary
    I saw all of my new classmates
    I remember the day I started Junior High
    I saw my old friends from last year
    I remember the day that I go on to High School
    I see all my old teachers
    I remember the day I graduated
    I saw my family in the blechers
    I remember the day I started college
    I study all the work for classes
    I remember the day I got married
    I saw my husband
    I remember the day I died
    I remember I remember I remember!
  • this is just some thoughts i have want to share,

    to survive in my city
    where there's no democracy
    muslim natives are originally saudi arabian
    will never let us live in harmony
    invading, not to let off the hook the raping,
    its just among we, people who strive
    its a necessity
    20,psycho-twisted and hard as led,
    always keep a shank by my bed
    for the next to trip
    this is for my christian brothers, we always stand tall
    bene suave, african born, muslims must be gone
  • It's pretty long...i hope you guys like it

    My Lord Jesus Christ,
    Where do I begin?
    I’m a completely lost soul,
    Full of shame and sin

    Everyday I keep wondering,
    Where are you in my life?
    What are my values?
    What am I to live for and strive?

    O Lord I keep searching
    As a mother searches for her child,
    But the more I search,
    The more questions are compiled

    What am I to do Lord?
    I’m stuck in a pit.
    Am I really your beloved child?
    Do I honestly deserve it?

    The questions keep arising,
    And my heart burns with intense flame.
    Why me O Lord?
    Are things ever going to be the same?

    My ears are open to your words;
    My heart shines with your love.
    But how much longer do I wait,
    To feel your presence from above?

    Lord grant me the grace and strength,
    Of which you possess,
    Before I take control,
    And turn my life into a mess

    Your love is so tender,
    So compassionate, so pure,
    Your love for all of us,
    Is always our cure

    But still I lose sight,
    Of your divinity and highness;
    I’m irritated and struck,
    That I’m not feeling your guidance

    Lord God I need you,
    So please stay by my side;
    Don’t allow me to sin
    Because my life you will decide

    But in a world like this,
    One must ask…
    Who are the real believers?
    And what is their ultimate task?

    And yet another question emerges.
    Why won’t God help his believers?
    But the true question is…
    Are they honest receivers?

    I should be the last to judge,
    To curse and to complain,
    Because this mentality of mine,
    Is not giving me spiritual gain

    I can honestly say,
    I’m not worthy of your mercy.
    But I’m a true believer,
    And I’m affirming your prophecy

    With your hands nailed,
    And on your head a crown of thorns,
    That was the day,
    Salvation for me was born

    I thank you father,
    For bringing your only Son,
    So that me, a true believer,
    Will be ready when You come

    And here I am Lord,
    Doing the best I can do.
    I pray, read the Bible,
    And I worship You

    But that’s still not enough,
    I haven’t given my all.
    What does it take,
    For me to answer your call?

    There’s so much potential,
    So many opportunities you bring.
    So how do I know what’s right?
    How am I to know the moral thing?

    Lord please grant me wisdom,
    Serenity, and understanding,
    Because I can hear your voice,
    But I cant deal with what you’re demanding

    It is my sinful acts,
    That have parted me from You,
    I was living my life as a lie,
    And yet the whole time you knew

    So I guess the only thing left,
    For a youth like me to do,
    Is to persistently have faith,
    And walk in the image of You

    Although I’m sure its hard,
    I will likely succeed,
    Because through you I move mountains,
    Even with faith as a mustard seed

    My Lord, if that’s all you need,
    Then that’s a right fit,
    Because I am a Christian by your death,
    “So be it”

  • well i wont share mine but other ppl's poems are better so i'll share those. ;D

    by Edgar Allan poe

    At morn–at noon–at twilight dim-
    Maria! thou hast heard my hymn!
    In joy and woe–in good and ill-
    Mother of God, be with me still!
    When the hours flew brightly by,
    And not a cloud obscured the sky,
    My soul, lest it should truant be,
    Thy grace did guide to thine and thee;
    Now, when storms of Fate o'ercast
    Darkly my Present and my Past,
    Let my Future radiant shine
    With sweet hopes of thee and thine![/center]

    hope u like it
  • No! Share your own.
  • Dear EpNomos EpTaio,
    That was a magnificent poem, I love Edgar Allen Poe's Poems, and btw, we can all share poems it can make us think about how our life is going, and like Christ4Life said, "Share your own"

    Coptic Servent
  • [center]A Dream Within A Dream
    Edgar Allan Poe
    Take this kiss upon the brow!
    And, in parting from you now,
    Thus much let me avow—
    You are not wrong, who deem
    That my days have been a dream;
    Yet if hope has flown away
    In a night, or in a day,
    In a vision, or in none,
    Is it therefore the less gone?
    All that we see or seem
    Is but a dream within a dream.

    I stand amid the roar
    Of a surf-tormented shore,
    And I hold within my hand
    Grains of the golden sand—
    How few! yet how they creep
    Through my fingers to the deep,
    While I weep—while I weep!
    O God! can I not grasp
    Them with a tighter clasp?
    O God! can I not save
    One from the pitiless wave?
    Is all that we see or seem
    But a dream within a dream?[/center]

    lol here is another one but the next one will be one of mine ;D
  • he was a very tormented mind.
    he was an orphan, shortly after his foster parents died, his wife died, and he became an alchoholic. its a very sad story but he was very talented
  • well marmar since u like it...

    [center]Annabel Lee
    Edgar Allan Poe
    It was many and many a year ago,
    In a kingdom by the sea,
    That a maiden there lived whom you may know
    By the name of ANNABEL LEE;
    And this maiden she lived with no other thought
    Than to love and be loved by me.

    I was a child and she was a child,
    In this kingdom by the sea;
    But we loved with a love that was more than love-
    I and my Annabel Lee;
    With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
    Coveted her and me.

    And this was the reason that, long ago,
    In this kingdom by the sea,
    A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
    My beautiful Annabel Lee;
    So that her highborn kinsman came
    And bore her away from me,
    To shut her up in a sepulchre
    In this kingdom by the sea.

    The angels, not half so happy in heaven,
    Went envying her and me-
    Yes!–that was the reason (as all men know,
    In this kingdom by the sea)
    That the wind came out of the cloud by night,
    Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.

    But our love it was stronger by far than the love
    Of those who were older than we-
    Of many far wiser than we-
    And neither the angels in heaven above,
    Nor the demons down under the sea,
    Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
    Of the beautiful Annabel Lee.

    For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
    Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
    And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes
    Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
    And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
    Of my darling–my darling–my life and my bride,
    In the sepulchre there by the sea,
    In her tomb by the sounding sea.[/center]
  • Thats what I was about to say. Let Poe rest in his tomb and tell us one of your own.

    Oh and God! Everybody writes poetry around here!lol i am i the only untalented one....guess so ;)
  • post some n im sure u wont be bad at it... ;)

    ill try... but no1 ask me to post anything ok? lol
  • come on, i know theyre not that bad....

    i dont write, well as of now anyways... but Epnomos EnTaio writes, n a lot of other ppl around here too, so share!
  • ok u guys suckered me into it, but this is the only time i'm doing this

    Ah the noises never cease
    Silence yet will break
    Confusion has a longer lease
    Than my lonely heart can take
    I hold my head up, lest I break
    I laugh and smile, yet so fake
    Is my joy, my happiness, I ache
    inside I burn, I hurt…I love
  • That was beautiful, I don't know why you don't want to post any....

  • omG i luv to write.. ok this is one dat i wrote.. enjoy :)

    Why Not The Open Door?

    I look around,
    Then ask myself,
    "Who is really always there for me?"
    So sad cause I can't really answer myself...

    Everyone is too busy,
    Everyone has their own lives,
    No one is to be trusted,
    No one can handle what I've got inside...

    When upset,
    I automatically cry for help,
    But all the doors suddenly shut,
    So I stay in my room and cry to myself...

    The is one door that is always opened,
    But for some reason I don't seem to knock on it,
    It's wide open,
    Waiting for me to come in,
    But I always seem to run to the closed doors...

    Then I ask myself,
    "Why not the open door?"
    But so sad,
    I can't answer myself...

    Why not the open door?
    Why not where I'm always welcome?
    Why not where I can find comfort?

    Then I ask myself again,
    Why not to my Lord?

  • this is another one i wrote...

    What Have We Done?

    The world's so beautiful,
    But the sky is so gray,
    What have we done?

    Children playing outside,
    But scared so deeply,
    What have we done?

    I ask, What have we done?

    Hiding the pain,
    Afrade to trust,
    What have we done?

    Stollen innocents,
    From a child so young,
    What have we done?

    The sun used to shine,
    But now its full of crime,
    What have we done?

    What have we done to our lives?
    What have we done to our world?

  • hey cap ...

    here is some of my poetry ..

    u guys might like theres some in there about god . and the orthodox deacons .

    " i Church "
    by anthony tadros ( tonyhabibi )

    Come to me with your repentant heart ,
    you should have known i was the only answer from the start,
    a place where lions bow down to lambs ,
    no judgement will be forethought of any man ,
    an alter where gods love is abundant and free,
    i swear ill show u heaven if you just come to me ,
    the last commandment i give 2 thee ,
    love the lord with your heart now come embrace your eternity .

    Ive Been Watching 4 a thousand years ,
    sitting in the highest heaven sharpening my spear ,
    I sit patiently waiting for the order 2 swoop down and announce with with my golden trumpet " THE NEW JERUSALEM IS HERE "
    , it will be at this moment the deamons will shake and realize that their DEATH is Near .



    Why eye sin and veil my mouth ,
    By Anthony Tadros

    Why eye sin ? That’s similar to asking why a tornadoe spins ,
    A natural act which god gives permission to ,
    But contradicts your human self when ur asked to go to a confession or two .
    “ ARE YOU FOR REAL ?” the devil in me starts trying
    my thornes bleed out , and I begin to clear my shoulders off ,
    and at this moment the angel in me starts crying .
    I snap back to my temporary reality
    and its my turn to sip a spoon of blood which filled naturally
    the deacons be4 drank happily even almost rapidly
    I open my mouth , close my eyes and taste the lamb of god ,
    Next I veil my lips forming an inner kiss
    with a white cloth that represents my desired inner bliss
    I press my face so tight
    Hopeing the devil wont push the lamb from my throat to my sight
    The blood is swallowed and it runs down my heart
    Infecting my vunerable inner parts
    i walk backwords outside returning to my start
    , from fear of eyes I move rather swiftly ,
    I stand in line , chanting psalm 150
    Knowing full well how my heart is filthy
    the devil opens in my mouth and begins to reign
    Why do I put myself through this pain
    every Sunday i get insane
    I cant confess ,
    its been 3 years , my sins wont memorize with my brain
    Humblness is seldom , my ego is set on forced fame .
    Money and popularity in this world is my inner hearts only aim
    But every Sunday my throat burns with this john the baptist attitude type flame
    I wonder to the moon why my peers don’t feel the same ?
    I cant blame god that he forgot me , my own mama forgets my name
    Never went to church , id rather see a soccer game
    But shouldn’t god be happy that takeing his blood and body ,
    I mean COME ON ! IM his child , im not just ANYBODY
    I DID NOT come this time to repent , but to remember why I attend
    In this unorthodox poem I have no final messages ,
    but rather a first , Think of my thoughts and sins and my crying out bursts, while I remind you of your desire to see god
    but failure to see the honor of a church which every Sunday serves a taste of heaven on earth .

  • hey tony!! luvin da poems ;)

    ok this is one of my nut so happy poems.. enjoy :)

    Flash Backs

    'Your confused"
    A voice Howells at me,
    While taking a stab,
    And injuring me severely...
    I gave it time,
    So it healed,
    But with out finding the offender...

    'Your never going to change"
    Another screamed at me,
    While knocking me down,
    And injuring me deeply...
    i gave it time,
    So it pealed,
    Leaving a scar of anger and sadness...

    "Leave me alone"
    A "friend" says to me,
    While shooting an arrow,
    Straight in my heart,
    It did more damage this time...
    Peacing so deeply,
    And such sever pain...

    This one will take a while,
    Until then,
    I'll still be in denial...

    My friends wouldn't cause me so much pain,
    I made them do it,
    I'm the one to blame...

    C.A.P. ;)
  • See, you guys write so well, I could never be that good...

    dont be shy....stand out, take a risk... you've got nothing to loose... ;) :)
  • Don't you ever think
    Why God made nature?
    To remind us of Him
    So we don't forget Him.

    He made the sunset
    To make sure it relaxes you
    It reminds us that even when the sun goes down
    It always comes back.

    It also shows you that
    Even though you sin
    God will always try to get you back
    He'll wait for us no matter what.

    He tries to make you remember Him
    How do you think rain came about
    The rain was His tears
    Because you're always too busy for Him.

    When we have had a very rough day
    He knows how that feels
    He goes through it every day
    For this reason He gave us a breeze.

    It was His heavy breathing and sigh
    For He wants you to know that---
    He's there for you,
    And we still don't pay attention to Him .

    Sometimes we leave Him
    And sometimes we come back
    But He's always waiting for you
    With His arms open wide.
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