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Name: mourningrace
Location: California, United States
Birthday: 3/21/1987
Gender: Female
Interests: finding the meaning in life through words expressed into phrases which make sentences, thoughts rambling, streams-of-consciousness running right through the green grass and flower beds...
Expertise: the random thoughts, strange jargon, and deep musings of my soul...
Occupation: Artist
Industry: Art
Message: message me
Member Since:
1/16/2004
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| been busy, i haven't written in this for awhile...
Stones stumbled across the cement
Hitting me like hail across the face
Ending up in a stream full of pebbles
Being tossed to and fro by the current.
They lie in the depths
Forgotten ruins of that once great empire
Where kings ruled nations under his mighty sceptor.
With tight fists and long jaw.
Like a graven image carved of stone.
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| The waves crashed ghastly amongst the trees.
And bushes brown as the sand
With withered leaves.
The dirt is as dry as a deer's mouth,
Yearning for a drink of that magical lake.
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Maryland inspired....
My sweater soaks up the sweat
That seeps through my skin
Pouring out of the epidermis
Into these threads of weariness
From the feet that have walked miles
In this distant land
Where there are seas of green
And islands of bricks.
Castles built long ago
Stand erect like guards,
Watching the passerbys with close gaze.
The jester works with his might to earn a laugh.
His wage is low for a joke.
The battered breeze blows through the beaces of grass
Where sand is not seen.
Only drunk waywards where beer flows like rivers
Wasting the body and soul away into nothingness.
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| I sat in the middle of the sidewalk
Where the oil spills flow
Down the hill into the sewers
Where it poisons the fish that swim in the ocean
The seas are not blue anymore.
Only black in hue,
No life is seen for miles.
Choked seaweed cannot survive without oxygen.
The shores have become a wastefill.
We stay away from these contaminated waters.
Lock ourselves in our homes.
Paranoia fills this city
Where smoke rises from chimneys
Come together to form a layer of smog
that blocks out the sun.
And we're forever in this darkness.
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| there is a benefit in riding the bus...i can write poems while riding
and waiting...so here is a poem i wrote today...it actually rhymes...
My soul yearns to fly free,
Escape this fleshly captivity
Into that place of heavenly bliss
Where the pleasures of this world I will not miss.
And I'll finally see my Savior's glorious face,
And know the fullness of His wonderful grace.
I fall down at His feet,
This everlasting love tastes so sweet.
I cannot wait for that day to come,
And I pray this simple prayer,
"Come, Lord Jesus, Come."
and another one on the same topic...it's similar...tell me which one u like better
Oh, how my soul longs for that day,
When You return robed in glory.
And we'll meet You in the clouds,
While we hear that trumpet shout
And the whole earth will ring,
With praise to the King.
And we'll dance in the sky
Early in the sunrise
And together we will always be
To walk those golden streets
And enter into those pearly gates.
And all our fears will melt in the light of Your presence.
We'll eat at Your table.
And worship at Your throne,
Pure and holy, unadulterated worship.
And forever we'll be with You.
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| well umm...i've resolved this problem in my head recently...just felt like posting this poem anyways...hah...
These unsaid words sting our hearts,
Just tell me now.
Get it over with
Before we drive ourselves to madness.
Insomnia haunts our sleep
Left alone thinking about you.
Mixed feelings cook in the pot of my mind.
And I swim in the sea of my fears.
Because I can't let go of reason.
I hate this queasiness I feel in the pits of my stomach when I see you.
Can't get these thoughts out of my head.
It's killing me to know I'll brake your heart.
But will I?
Or will you break mine?
and a prayer in response...
Lord, please lead me
Reveal to me Your will so I can follow
Clear the haziness from my eyes.
Make it crystal clear to me what You want.
Make the gray black and white.
Separate these colors.
Cleanse me white as snow.
Wash me in Your ever flowing fountain.
Open my eyes so I may see Your will for my life.
I just give You my everything.
It's the least I can do fro what You did for me.
You will always be my first love.
Help me hold on to these claims for I am weak, Lord.
Weak and afraid.
Make me strong in You.
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