Favorite Poems of Rusheena
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(January 27, 2011...
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I am weak.
The GOD in me is strong... -
Good Christian
By Mark Spencer... -
Wingless and broken,
From the sky I had fallen... -
Time in a bottle
or so the old man thought... -
Filthy Rags
By Mark Spencer... -
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I asked Him in a fearful time,
"Is what I'm believing right?"... -
When you speak sweet melodies flow from your mouth
oh how beautiful the sound... -
Yearning to shower you with kisses
Like the crimson rain drops of life... -
When the pain of loneliness
and a drunken tongue collide... -
Everyday I wake up thinking of what should be,
what could have been and where it all went wrong... -
From the elements in the Milky Way
To the building blocks of our DNA... -
Polka dots of green
cascading down a celestial sphere... -
She takes her stubby pencil of red,
desperately tries to show the tears she shed... -
HE LOVES US WHEN WE HATE HIM .
HE HEALS US WHEN WE'RE SICK... -
A Letter to Erica:
How can I embrace you... -
Looking at her, you don't know
Because she's not so thin... -
I am the son of the desert sand,
Where camels roam the Arid land... -
The Prisoner
By Mark Spencer... -
While Adam was in a divine deep sleep
The Creator took what He could reap... -
I had a family once.
Only a child... -
Our agendas were written by two different hands,
in two different languages... -
I live here, a world away.
Bizarre birds and beasts... -
His words were bullets
Tearing holes in her defences... -
Everyday is summer time, even the breeze can't...
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So many sleeping believers in the world
It's time they open up their eyes... -
When?
A question posed that I can not answer, but I can... -
Distance decadence in grieving graves
Surrounding sorrows suffer ferocious fates... -
Mamma Mia! Maestro, mute the music!
My mouth must meditate, moreso mediate... -
Oh weary heart, please hush your weeping beats
and calm the storm that rages with your fears... -
Sugar coats every inch
of her curvaceous figure... -
Pale kisses invited a maiden's fear
Whispers madness, demonic possession... -
Red:
for the excruciating pain that you caused my young... -
I become passionate
within a paper storm... -
Beneath the Dark,
Waiting for a Remote-less tomorrow... -
Once the cradle falls, its your
niche in life... that separates... -
Grey; just like your skies, my eyes are
raining dear Seattle, and I just can't... -
A mist hangs heavy over the mountains
shrouding trees with a shifting mist of white... -
The woman you loved -
has no past, since she was born... -
The teacher said "Don't do nuthin, and...
But sittin's a somethin now, isn't it... -
No work for woman
in her life, except "her love"... -
Vines for veins, pumping
the bitter taste of a bad wine... -
Rain fingers tap upon tables in a somber morn.
Nervously expecting thunder to bolt across... -
Always walking along
the line of shadows... -
"Stormy"
Floating from room to Room... -
"How Now?"
Delayed brew... -
The sky shows off
a colourful bridge for me to walk across in hope... -
A poet's pen with dexterous hand
Ink to paper often can... -
As I lightly stroke "Liquid Raven"
across my eager nails... -
There's no relation
more sincere than that between... -
Every day when I wake up
I say "I will forget you today"... -
The adversary... smothers,
in an ever thickening shell... -
It's not too late for the polar bears
Two thirds of ice will be gone... -
If Jesus was online, and His IP address was...
could He find twelve cyberfriends, trust at least... -
I want everything about you. Don't pack a bag,
don't think twice about changing, I want you in... -
Ma,
I feel fear... -
An Open Mind
By Mark Spencer... -
Weeds
By Mark Spencer... -
You coerced me to swallow your list of demands
until I'd collapse, drunk on your restrictions...
