Claire's First Ever..Contest!..*Be Excited!*

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Alrighty...You have to write a poem about God. And what you think of him. Even if you think he's the devil. just write about that. it can have anything to do with god. as long as it says what you think of him. and how the thought of having a God makes you feel.

RULES.
1. must be your own work
2. must be about the topic above
3. only one poem per poet.
4. finishes 28th of august. ( so get writing)

everyone who enters will recieve 3 comments form me, and 3 from 2 of my friends on this site.

So we can basicaly write ANYTHING about God, even if it's about how we're not sure if we believe that there is a God?

ALL i NEED
by ALLY

Thanks for always caring,
for always being at my side.
Thanks for loving me
even with my messed up mind
that makes me seek things for myself
and forget all that you have done.
Thankyou for your love
and God please make me see,
You are all i need.

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Lanturne: A type of poetry in which when
it is centered, it resembles the Japanese
lantern. It has a strict syllable pattern of 1, 2, 3, 4, 1.
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There you go, Jess. :] Lol..

Try {Lanturne}

-------------God,
----------Believes,
-------We'll succeed,
---------Only if we,
-------------Try.

20th August 2006
Copyright (C) Natalie.

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Lanturne: A type of poetry in which when
it is centered, it resembles the Japanese
lantern. It has a strict syllable pattern of
1, 2, 3, 4, 1.
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-I'm not sure if this quite makes it..

Angel's Battle
Angels of glorious value against the Lord,
Each wanting to win Heaven's reward,
Fighting against Hate and Love,
Blood of the Angel's fall from above.
God let's out a terrible cry,
As an Angel strikes him in the side.

Battle of wits and withered lies,
This is where the angels die.
You'd never have thought,
Glorious things would have faught,
Yet as they did the Angel's fell,
And this ends my tragic tale.

--This syballizes (spellig?) the fact that I see God as someone who fights and thrives for power since he's fighting his own angels in the poem... Does that make sense? And does it count?

The heavens rained from the stars as tears trickled down my face.
Disgrace the fearless demons and once again they will put me in my place.
With thoughts of suicide they ashpyxiated me with a cruel embrace.

I do not want to kill myself, I pleaded but no one listened to what I said.
I just wanted to be loved, I just wanted you to see the blood I have shed.
With the wake of terror, the cries of all angels rushed through my head.
I loaded the gun, cocked it back. If i pulled it I surely would be dead.
That night I didn't dream for once, I had a taste of death instead.

There was nothing at all.
I was dancing with the moon.
There was no one there to catch me when I fall.
There was no afternoon.
There was no one besides me, no one to help me crawl.
There was no time, no months, no June.
There was no clothes, no love, and certainly no shopping mall.
I wanted to leave, and I wanted to leave soon.
I wanted to be able to play baseball.
I wanted to talk to my family, even my Grandmother who's an old prune.

I do not want to kill myself, nor should you.
Tonight I will dream, of all the things we can construe.
Tonight I will realize all of the obstacles our love has made it through, tonight I will love you.

If you read carefully you realize it si about God :P

King Of The Universe

As the light turns down
to fall upon my face
I don't know what to expect
so I only frown

So if there really is more than this
one king of the universe
then why do all those people die
and why do others have to miss

shouldn't a king, a God take care
of every single one of his people
shouldn't he be guarding them
to make sure that they don't go there

there where they shouldn't
and where their lives would end
but I guess if he's there,
that he's to busy so he couldn't..

x

ok prob u wont like it too much, but it does express how I feel about god..

Evangelism

Lord whisper softly
So only I hear
Protect my sweet eyes
From that which I fear.

Raise my fallen chin
And hold it up high
Give me the courage
That you hold inside.

Open up my trust
To those who deserve,
And teach me patience
Of which I've observed.

I give thee my life
I inherit you this;
All I've accomplished
And all that I wish.

So sweet is the sound
Of silence within
Now that I'm peaceful
And free from the sin.

The lord whispered softly
But I clearly heard
And now I'm protected,
And I spread his word.

Can it be old?

~*~"Dear God, Why Can't They Understand?"~*~

Dear God,
All these people on the Earth
Why can't they understand?
That when they are down
You'll come and take their hand

Why can't they understand?
That you are the one who created Earth
That you gave us everything
You gave us life and birth

Why can't they understand?
It isn't you letting us go through pain
It's ourselves and our own stupid choices
That we really have to blame

Why can't they understand?
You are the Way, the Truth, and the Life
With you to help us no one needs
To go to the knife

Why can't they understand?
That although we can't see you
That you are the One true God
And you will save us, too

Why can't they understand?
That you died and rose again
For all of us to be with you
In your kingodm, Heaven

Why can't they understand?
That all they have to do is pray
And tell you that they believe in you
And then try to live according to your ways

Why can't they understand?
That the Bible is your Word
It's not a book of lies
It's not bad and absurd

Why can't they understand?
The devil is our enemy
HE makes us hate in simple ways
He is trying to kill us - all and any

Why can't they understand?
That all we need is you
When life is one, big mess
You will still be there and true

Copyright (C): Rhianna

Vulnerable

Look at me,
so pathetic,
living like I owe a God my love.

There is not a crafter in existence
with enough perfection in his veins
to mold such a great piece of disaster.

My soul is not a product,
my thoughts were not forged.

Illusions might hold you warmly,
but the cold sting of reality
keeps me awake.

Nothing can soothe my ache
except the dulling effects of death.

WOW! thes poems are very awesome. its gonna be hard to choose a winner. hmm
ooh yeh... i forgot to say the prizes
1st-5 comments and ratings
2nd- 5 comments and 1 rating
3rd- 4 comments

and YES! your poem can be about anything. as long as god is in it

well claire, i couldnt be bothered writing it out again but you know my situation. and you have the poem. The poem is called 'The Right Choice For Me'. Can you enter that one in? thanks hunni!

Does this count. Doesn't exactly mention GOD but I think people get the point. If not then, tell me...
-this is from my other acct., btw.-

I Sent You ---
by Póετε§Š Call Me Glen-Duh!

Sometimes we curse the wind and rain,
even the sun that shines so bright.
We curse the morning when we wake,
when we can't sleep we curse the night.

Just sit and think for one quick moment,
why all these things are sent your way.
When you hate everything around you,
someone thinks of you each day.

That's why I'm writing this today,
I send this poem with my love.
And when you get this in your hands,
you'll realize what I'm speaking of.

When your day was dark and gloomy,
I sent the bright rays of the sun.
To bring a smile to your face,
to lighten up your days to come.

When your eyes were full of tears
I sent the rain to wash them down.
To keep away all fear from you,
to wash away that saddened frown.

But when the rain seemed like too much,
I told the rainbow to come out.
To reassure you of my promise,
of my love you'll never doubt.

When you were tired, hot, and weary,
I sent the breeze to kiss your face.
I made sure it was soft and gentle,
yet strong enough to leave my trace.

You were in your room; afraid, alone
I told the birds to sing to you.
To send this message through your window;
my child know, that I love you.

When the world was lost in endless sin,
I sent my Son to preach what's true.
To rescue souls that were lost,
but years ago...they cursed him too.

© Poetess

*Most of my religious poems are in spanish, so yeah...lol*

Nature's Paintings
by J. Lau

Misty air fills the icy cold sky,
High above the sea of clouds.
This first canvas dominated with black,
Is barely visible to the naked eye.
Starring closely long enough,
A glimpse of gold slowly shows.
Growingly visible, this painting of golden sunrise,
Slowly fades away it's canvas,
And opens the painter's show...

Prepared with colour palettes and a fresh new canvas,
The painter's brush introduced the riches of hue.
Shades of yellow, orange and red was used,
To contrast against the clear blue sky.
This breathtaking landscape, tall and mighty,
Stretches beyond the canvas, as far as one can see.
This, he calls... "The Grand Canyon".
Painted with the richest of colour,
Is most definitely one of his masterpieces.

Moving along the gallery of paintings,
Another canvas glistens for the dying attention.
This simple piece of a freezing ice storm,
Paints a Winter Wonderland that sparkles and twinkles.
An ordinary tree transformed,
Into a glistening crystal tree.
Houses, cars and all visible objects frozen in a shell of ice,
Glittering like diamonds from golden streaks of sunlight.
Rarely was this seen,
Yet a true gem of a scene.

Another common painting sets the standard,
Definitely a favourite under the painter's brush.
All shades of colours from blue to gold,
Fills the entire canvas from day to night.
Purple and blue dazzle the skies,
While gold and amber reflect elegantly off the lake.
Minutes later as the sun sets down,
Darkness swallows it's canvas,
And this unique painting slowly dissipates.

These are just a few examples of his work,
With over a billion paintings every day,
This painter's show lasts only hours each day.
The painter close off with a challenge,
For any artist to compete against his works.
No one dares to compare,
The ever-changing landscapes he creates.

The painter also left a note,
Reminding all his viewers to stop and think.
To take the time to appreciate all his work.
Not bound only to what one can see,
But to all his creations... including you and me.

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Two Voices Unheard

Glorify the Lord with me,
Let us exalt his name.
We're just two teenage girls,
Who will not hide in shame.

Please just hear us out a little
We just want to say how hurt we’ve become
To watch the older members screw this world up
And no longer seem a nation as one

They're too obsessed with politics,
Money, sex, and drugs.
Instead of seeing friendly faces on the streets,
Now we see rapists, cons, and thugs.

Beauty is no longer in the eye of the beholder
Now it’s in the pants of every man
Young girls giving up their virginity at 10 yrs old
When will someone get up and take a stand?

We're a world of workaholics,
With no more time for church.
No wonder we're so stressed out,
No longer do we read his word and search.

Since when has someone last told you?
That they’ll forgive you of all your sins?
If you crack open your bible you’ll see
Someone will who sits on a thrown in heaven

He knows you by name,
He know what's in your heart,
He wants to make you whole again,
And help you make a new start.

But it seems as If you all our to busy
To know that God is even here
You’re to busy watching porn online
And sucking down your beer

Do not submit to the sins of the world,
Turn your eyes upon a higher power.
You will realize that God really loves you,
And that he will always be a strong tower.

Two girls are speaking up
So sick of the world we are living in
When will basic manners come back?
When will you all get rid of sins?

Do it for us, the children of the world
do you really want our lives to be this way?
Negative influences around every corner,
let's start to change the world today.

Questions Unanswered

Was it just luck or was it you
Who saved me those few times
Where damages could have hurt
The remainder of my life

Do you truly exist, God
Or are you a different form
An angel or a spirit perhaps
Or a part of a dark forsworn

The rising of the sun and moon
The blooming of the summer buds
Does that beauty come from within
Or is it from mother nature's blood

So many stories so many tales
So many haunting mysteries
Are you my God or my enemy
Please answer my final pleas

*Ugh, not my best, forced it out

The Man

Who is the man above
That I so honestly love

I pray to him each and every night
To look after my loved ones and keep them in sight

Knowing he has the answers to life
But most of the time all I can see is the strife

He always gives me a challenge to put me to the test
Cause it only makes me better even though I think I need a rest

I wouldn't be who I am today without the man
And before God one day I will eventually stand

View from Heaven
by Д βєąµ†ιƒµℓ £ιэ

An angel standing on a cloud
looks out upon the Earth

"Why are the people crying?"

he asks the Lord
and He replied with nothing more than a subtle sigh
another angel, passing by
with a question in mind

"Why can't we show them what happens to the dead?"

but the Lord simply nods with a pious smile

finally, a third angel, the Angel of Death, enters with a question,
as he adds another name to his list:

"This man was still quite young,
and his death was not so planned."

He took his life by his own hands.

"Now," Death continued, "I ask you, Lord, can he still be saved?"

the first angel speaks again, asking, "How do I assure his loved ones, if he be damned?"

the Lord now turned to the angels in earnest,
He replies with a gesture to the soul standing at His Left

a soul who made his case for Heaven
from Hell

then the first angel asked again:

"What shall we tell the people?"

the second angel asks as well:

"How do we console those who grieve?"

thus the Lord replied with laughter and applause
the soul on His Right, who knew him best, translated:

"His quirky sense of humor...and something else."

the angels want to know:

"What?"

the Lord simply shrugs

and the soul on His Left sighs
holding onto a memory in a porcelain tear
cried for the lost souls
his brothers
his friends
fellow disciples
souls like him.

awww, thanks Nat!! and high five! we are the only ones to do lanturnes!! *high fives* hehe!

^^Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Lmao {I'm still doing that.}

But mmyup. *high 5* W0ot! We're cool. *nods*

A Hate Letter to God

Why do you do this, God
Why cause us pain
Is our deaths just fun to you
Or is there something to gain

Death is nothing to you
And we don't even matter
Whether its from a disease you made
Or a heart attack from getting fatter

Death is just a game to you
And we're your little dolls
And it doesn't matter to you
If we burn and fall

You kill us without remorse
And take our loved ones too
I can't take it anymore
God, this is a hate letter to you

No.Need.For.A.Name.

God's Gentle Grace
By: Twisted Heart

She came to this chapel
just to sit for awhile
She needed God's comfort
Wanting his smile
She sat there so patient
In a pew at the back
Willing his presence
To take up the slack.
Her heart was so empty
Her soul lost its shine
She needed his arms
To heal her this time.
No reason had come
To cause her this pain
Just every day life
Was all she could blame.
She lowered her head
and softly, she prayed
That God's loving hands
Would heal her today.
And suddenly it happened
She felt better inside
No longer feeling
The need to just hide.
She raised up her head
With a smile on her face
And humbly accepted
God's gentle Grace.

OMGSH! these poems are soo beautiful. and unique. im thinking of closing the contest sooner then i said. should i???

anyways. im loving the poetry. you guys are amazing...!

alright. well i AM closing it early. because i've found my winners. and it doesnt look like anyone else is going to enter. *sorry if you were*

1st- Twisted Heart [God's Gentle Grace]
2nd- Sarah White- [Evangelism]
3rd- >Liquid Dreams- ["Dear God, Why Can't They Understand?"

*remember, everyone gets a comment for entering*

thanx. ily guys!