Best Confusiongod Poems
When man tells God’s lies
he lies to himself,
because God never lies.
Religion, the righteous of man,
is self-inflicted,
but all deeds are seen by the all-seeing eyes.
Despise the fools,
but love their God.
Let contrite hearts bow,
and be subjected to the rules.
Tell me, who is the fool now?
A walking dead on a pulpit preaching,
Like a lying politician seeking
votes.
Minds poisoned from their antidotes.
They walk in the light,
but are devoured by the gloom of that light;
piously seeking to wrong their wrongs
with whatever seems right.
So, they lie on God again,
and God lies …,
patiently, waiting for them to die.
As I saw in my eyes,
The world has flipped around me,
I used t thought there was no evil and harsh things,
But ever since I moved on my own,
My eyes opened as wide as a big theater screen,
Why God? Why?
You know what will happen at the end,
Why did you create people that are not perfect,
In your eyes?
Why do we innocent people have to see this?
Its painful and hurts alot,
My mind, heart, and thoughts changed,
I want to isolate myself from all of this,
I haven't meet anybody who is honest,
I have not meet anybody who isn't selfish,
Every time I think I made a good friend,
Whom I could keep and be friends forever,
Something comes in a way,
And it destroys my thoughts,
Why is it my instance wrong?
Why am I not feeling it?
Why God is not helping me?
I am totally clueless and I am not getting it,
What am I supposed to do when thing go out of proportion?
I don't understand why do everybody loves POWER?
What can power do for us? That can hurt others?
If God know all these things and the ending to all this,
Why didn't He make everything perfect,
And as clear as a crystal?
Just the way He wanted to do that in the first place?
God is pure of heart,
or so I have been told.
I am not pure of heart,
this also I've been told.
So if I am to be with him again someday
I need to be purified;
scrubbed vigorously clean
of all sin and temptation,
because God is not tempted
and so I should not be either...
But it doesn't end there...
In order to be truly purified
I must seek an answer to my crisis of faith,
the way, the truth, the life,
that comes only from without
and never from within...
It could be in a book
as there are many books on this subject
that I have yet to read...
It could come from a teacher
as there are many who would teach me
should I choose to learn their unique interpretation
of what faith is
and what it's not...
It could be an expensive piece of cloth embellished in gold,
shining brilliantly and drawing worldwide admiration
because surely God speaks to men of expensive taste
so maybe I should too...
It could come from a group of people
Speaking loudly and angrily
asking questions that they alone have the answers to.
The walkers of the straight and narrow
who listen to their own kind and no one else...
Or perhaps a philosophy
As those are a dime a dozen
and everyone around me subscribes to one
so maybe I should too...
These are my only options,
or so I have been told...
These are the ways, the truths, the lives,
that will get me to my destination...
I only wish I was told sooner.
Mentioning the way it should be i have the way it is, obsessions are made for humility and
lunatics, the way it is, is the way it seems, a sky mentioned from afar the land, i know
how it sounds, dark, twisted, blood drenched, a nightmare with torn covering the exit, the
only one? Like a bull in a red room, smashing the walls with brute force, thinking is some
one attacking him but himself becoming his own murderer, dark secrets, inspired to be told
by humankind, so humankind sins over day, when the dawn breaks golden and the sky sees
darkness, for the time the devil pointed up his home and the world saw it dead is the
moment the gold of the sun eats over the yellow lands, i love the way we sin, say sorry
and im sure to say sorry again, because you will forgive me, right?
What happens at dusk? When my system is in the manipulation of my psychological sense, i
see blood like wine, i see flesh like pork meat, but all i smell is rotten doves, but im
bending down in church praying to god set me free from my sins, but that pill i love the
way it makes me numb, si then darkness consumes my soul to pieces, step by step i see it
fade, my life is at the edge, yours too, brother, sister, everyone is a sinner, mother,
father, friend, all of you, strangers, god must have sin for him to know how bad it is for
us all, a restless escape out the sun, bury me alive, don't the sun down for them to guide
me to temptation, eat me alive, but don't let me live ti'll dusk, Bury us all, alive, help
me, help them, help us all, misguided lunacy made a beast, Mr. Crowly was right after all,
help me see the dead future, please, i don't want to kill no one, but my tongue wants the
blood...
why do i alway's belive there's true love in this world for me.
why do i keep on beening hurt /feeling lost and never aleart?
why do i alway's fall for the wrong men the ones that never i can't win.
why do i belive in my luck /my hope /my life i just wanna give up.
i love so dearly when ever i love and my love and my heart is alway's true.
but i just fall and everytime i do my love is lost and throne in the blue.
i met this great guy i belived he'd be true he promised to stand by me which was cool.
but though all the mess and trouble that brue my love just walked off and left me its true.
and now i'm wondering what should i do i gave this man my heart .
now i dont know if he'll ever come back . i wish to god he would .
i wish to god that i could see and meet someone that's honest in love like me.
someone thats honest and really wants love /the friendship to hold and to show heaven
above. i love you michael,r butler.
With all the hype on 2012
Are we heading towards our hell
The calendars predict, a drastic change
They coincide, now aint that strange
Should we believe that this is the end
With signs all around, that we can’t mend
Or do we believe in something good
A loving God and brotherhood
So many theories on the .NET
Bring confusion, toil and sweat
Which one do you believe
That’s for you and your reprieve
Could it be, the coming age
Where man excels and turns the page
Or will it be that we shall fall
And God saves us, one and all
Will it be cause and effect
Where we pay our karmic debt
Can we rise above it all
Becoming strong and spiritual
Some believe will meet the dead
Here on earth, that’s what I read
Our loved ones pass the golden gate
To talk with us, and to relate
I heard, a planet will collide
With us from the outer side
Or could it be, a huge black hole
That tosses the earth to and thro
Some say, will be hit with meteorites
Causing people to lute and fight
And what about the financial status
Economy breakdown in the papers
Floods, pollution, famine and war
Global warming, terrorists and more
There could be a catastrophic event
Sending shock waves, to our sense
We could be invaded by UFO’s
From outer space, alien foes
What happens now, be on your guard
Cause December 2012 at large
With all these signs and revelations
Will it break, our civilisations
All our books seem to agree
The end is near! But we shall see!
© Copyright 1st December 2010 K.C.Leake
I only treasure friendship,
I only treasure love.
I only treasure those who have been
sent from God above.
Friendship builds you up,
Love it makes us stronger,
But is it God that ceases to
let these live any longer?
Colors faded in to the black
I have gone to far to take it back
but every when I question why
all I get is an anger high
No rush or drug can get my down
my fate it sealed into the coulds
with great sorrow I stand my ground
knowing that only GOD can save me now
but what is GOD?
who is he or she
is he or she alive
does he or she strive
or do they look in from the side lines
until we beg for mercy
instead of begging for what we derserve
It was just another bump in the road
just another sharp curve
So then GOD
what would you call my blade?
I call it a way out
one painful second
that tells me I am alive
and I still beg for what my heart wants
I wish to die
Truth says you know what
the heart may seek
but I am overly broken
and passed the peek
Still you make me live and strive
God I beg you
Let this child die
for the innocents was stolen
and salvation was killed
where does a hurt child like me lie?
Within Hell or beside heaven
I know one thing,
I'll never be forgiven
Crashing into the mislead
It's a wonder why I'm not dead
Now flying through the shield of my car
skidding into a ranch, hitting the horse arena's outward bar
Now lying in the summers grass
No one can tell how much time has past
Why arn't I unconscious now
Wait, who am I, where, what, why and how
Come on god look at me now
Come on god look at us now
In the grass, the farmer's pasture
Thinking I'm in an absolute fracture
Pain unbearably coursing through my veins
As if there was a gun pointed at me, double barrel, shoot out my brains
Clouds moving faster in several directions in the sky
God, tell me, is the place where I die
Following the light to saint Peter's gate
No need to hurry your never too late
The scars are here to show me as a mortal man
I'm human, I'm fragile, yet I'm your one man band.
I'M A CHRISTIAN ,
I BELIEVE IN GOD
I'M A CHRISTIAN,
I TRUST IN THE LORD
I'M A CHRISTIAN ,
I CAN SHOUT I AM SAVED
I'M A CHRISTIAN ,
I CAN WHISPER I WAS LOST
I'M A CHRISTIAN ,
I CONFUSS THAT I HAVE STUMBLED
I'M A CHRISTIAN ,
I LET GOD TAKE MY HAND
I'M A CHRISTIAN,
I CAN PRAY FOR HELP
I'M A CHRISTIAN ,
I BELIEVE THAT GOD CAN GIVE ME HOPE
He sits staring into space
Feeling like nobody cares
Feeling like he's all alone
Nobody to turn to
Nobody to talk to
He feels like he's being ripped apart
He wanders if anyone knows how he feels inside
If anyone knows about the recurring thoughts of suicide
He wanders if anyone can still see the scars
If anyone cares enough to ask
To ask why
Why did you do it
Why
He goes from day to day confused
Wandering why he did the crap that he did
The drugs
The alcohol
The razors
Wandering why he ever did
Knowing that they were wrong
Knowing that they saved his live
But still wandering why
He wanders if there is a way out
He prays daily for the pain to go away
But it always seams to come back
He wanders why God lets the pain keep coming back
He prays for a answer
An answer as to why
Why does the pain keep coming back
Why
He sits in the dark crying
Scared to let anybody know
Scared of rejection
He knows exactly what it's like
To sit in a crowded room
And feel totally and completely alone
He fights to restrain the tears
All because of his biggest fear
All because he knows that if anyone hears
Things will only get worse
Why is the world so cruel
Why
He has a hard time trusting people
He feels that he cant
That he cant tell anybody how he feels
He's been betrayed to many times
Why is the world so cold,
So cruel
Why
He wanders why cant they accept you for who you are
Why do they feel that they have to lower and degrade others
To make themselves feel better
He wanders why they cause so many to kill themselves
He wanders why the world is so so cold
So cruel
The only thing that keeps this guy from killing himself
Is the kind words of the few good people who actually care
Who show compassion to others
Even if they don't know them
They love them like they do
He thanks God for these people
These people who kept him alive
And if you're wandering who this person is
It's me
I still need your prayers
I'm still having problems
I go in and out of anger and depression
Sometimes for no reason at all
Your prayers help me
And you're all heroes
Weather you know it or not
You saved my life
So to all of my real friends
And the people who helped me
Even though you didn't know me
THANK YOU
From the bottom of my heart