God grace - Hello Poetry

Oct 2014

Erenn

R(h)ope

These lines on my neck
Scars scarred of regrets
Reminding me everyday how i’m blessed
If the rope didn't break by chance
If those 'angels' hadn't come in time
I’ll be in a place where heaven & hell doesn't coexist

I live my life differently now
Every day breathing in spores of hope
Everyday with families & friends pulling me back-
from my melancholy past
Every time i intend to plummet

These strangers that i now called friends(angels)
Saved me from myself
When they saw someone from their pane
With a hope pulling end
They cut through every enmity
Cutting that rope of contempt

As I dropped
Head first kissing the floor
I knew then & there
Why my life is so eminent
Why let love end my existence
Why there are still people who cared
Why leave when there's-
so much more to live for

All these answers gushing in
Making me realize
Just like a rope
You can either use it to end your life
Or you can climb your way to the top

Choose before you lose to the noose.

Erennwrites

There are many forms of suicide. And all of them are obtusely deluded.
More or less painful or the quickest way to die.
But hanging yourself by a rope that helped you to pull difficulties in life is just a stupid way to die.
So if u want to die, My best advice is wait.
Wait until you aged.
Wait until you can't remember your sins.
Wait until you cant remember why you wanted to die.
Flaws are meant to happen.
But don't let the intent/influence of suicide fool you.
You can never go back.
I assure you.
You can never ever come back.

#suicide #depression #pain #hope #you #suffering #demise #noose #rope #hang

Oct 2014

SøułSurvivør

humble...

... when you have to
have a dictionary to
read poetry...

... and you are still
not understanding!

(c) soulsurvivor

Some of you guys
are DEEP.
I wish I were half
as educated!

Oct 2014

Rupal

Temporary

Sadness, Pain
is temporary,
always passes away...

Joy, Happiness
is temporary,
always passes away...

Kindness
is permanent,
people always
remember
an act of kindness...

Oct 2014

Rupal

Observation 10W

Awaken
witness the dream...

Awaken
witness the waking

Just witness...

Oct 2014

Ann M Johnson

Take Away(10 Word)

Take away
               The air
                             I breathe
                                           Just  Leave
                                                                Me Poetry

Poetry is important to me like breathing.

#poetry #word #life #10 #emotion

Oct 2014

SøułSurvivør

i ♡ u

~~~<@>~~~

could you say
I . LOVE . YOU
to someone who
you don't know

from adam?

Not the paltry
i ♡ u
that comes
on a

T SHIRT

that some
false christians
say
"i love you with the
love of the lord"

Lord has an
UPPER CASE

you might as well
love
a

STONE

stones are more
malleable

at least they
can be
erroded
by the
water
of

£♡¥€

could
you
walk
up
to
a
perfect
STRANGER
and say
~3~
words
?

even a
FRI€ND
might think
you need to
get
away
for
a
while

why do the
big three words
go with the
big four letters

YOU KNOW THE ONES
I MEAN

then there's the
big three letter

~~~ $ . € . X ~~~

could you look
a STRANGER in
the eyes
and say
I . LOVE . YOU
whilst
you're
en flagrente delicto
~ ??? ~

we
abhor
the
*****

hmmm?

but the
DEBUTANTE
who sleeps with
a different guy
every night
but says she's

IN LOVE

with each one
is
off
the
HOOK?

P L E A S E

i could go farther
than this

the wife who does
not sleep with her
husband without
a goodie

or the girl who
sleeps with the guy
after two dates
MOVIES & RESTAURANTS
because he's
CUTE

i have an interesting
proposal

go up to a
complete stranger
and say

I . LOVE . YOU*

you wont.
you'd be fitted for

A . STRAIGHT . JACKET

(c) soulsurvivor

I talk about the girls
But the guys are

JUST AS BAD

This poem was suggested
By jeffrey robin

Thank YOU jeffrey

YOU MADE ME THINK

Oct 2014

Debbie Jean Embrey

Children

They are the light of the world
so let us be their inspiration
hold a candle in their honor
and let's begin the celebration!

in honor of:
https://www.facebook.com/events/1478598202406197/
A Fund Raising for Children

#love #children

Oct 2014

Deborah Brooks Langford

Soul Searching

One must admit the soul searches
high and wide for others to see
as sorrow weeps, small happiness creeps
remorse is afloat, in our silk coat
emptiness appears, silence leers
fading shadow, is falling far below
Begging forgiveness, with lots of emptiness, it seems............

Cemented dreams, gone to extremes
Song of despair, not knowing who cares
Tears grabbing, hands jabbing
Wisps of cries, light up the sky....

Soul searches but disappearing
cries please help,
Holding lifeless, so breathless
Sobs of redemption, seize upon preemption
Full fledged devastation, marks no exemption
Temptress aching, no remaking......

Soul Searching Indeed!*

Debbie Brooks 2014

#hope #soul #live #redemption #searching

Oct 2014

Endless Horizon

Fragile As Sand

It has depleted.
It ran out.
I used it up.
And now it is time.

But I didn't realize,
That I depended so much on,
I built so much on,
I made so much on,
something as fragile
as sand.

Now I am suffering
the consequences.
But since,
I have moved on.
I no longer rely,
on such a depletable resource.

It has depleted.
It ran out.
But it still feels like
I can't continue without it.

#love #poem #happy #on #consequence #fragile #sand #move #built

Oct 2014

WendyStarry Eyes

"ATTITUDE OF GRATITUDE"

I'm grateful for what I have
I've been gifted with so much grace
Despite all the times I've been so bad
It has opened my eyes to true happiness
The ungrateful ones are truly sad
I'd like to show them all who I praise
In hopes that one day they too will be amazed

Oct 2014

SøułSurvivør

jimi

~~~

jimi was a picker
a hard bit music man
he could not free or help himself
but Lord Jesus he could jam

all along the watchtower
he walked both night and day
looking up for snowflakes
so he'd be good to play

he could do it all
he wrote songs and sang
but his guitar could screech a voice!
all of heaven rang!

one of God's sweet angels
heard this song and voice
he sang of her all of the time
so she had no choice

she saw that he was hurting
though his records were pure gold
the guitar hero had a vice
that reached into his soul

so she came and took him
to heaven way up far
but he doesn't play a harp
land, no!

jimi hendrix plays

GUITAR

(c) soulsurvivor

Jimi Hendrix wrote a song
That would proove to be
Prophetic
"Sweet Angel"
About an angel who finally
Takes his hand and
Flies him to heaven

We know the rest of the story
Jimi Hendrix died in Notting Hill
London