Best Creed Poems

You asked me the other day, my friend, 
who I am and I replied:
I am you in another body!
Yes, it is true,  
Look, how...

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A diamond in the Frost ... I am Emily, gazing through the years, 
Like Poe from rancid taste and dark smoke shadows
Florescent waste escaping a...

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Vivid flashbacks from bloodshed battles
his soul still ravaged by devious dictators,
cries from fallen comrades still echo in his mind,
but he continues to walk upon a...

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I've thrown my quill in quiet rage
   sometimes, when mocked by empty page.
I read such vibrant poetry 
  in awe, and ask...

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I was put on the road of life without my consent. 
I was not conscious of who I was or of what I had to...

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The many winters I had seen
When  once I was a teen
Gathered inside our small living room
Joy and simplicity our faces illume
Warm with laughter at...

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God is all colours
And He is no colour,
For He lives in the black
And He lives in the white.
He lives in the mixed,red
Olive, brown and yellow,
For...

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Ocie the Ocelot liked words a lot!
As a tot, words like dot and trot hit the spot
Then, getting older, the folder on her shoulder grew...

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As his mind drifts upon silent shores of uncertainty, 
he ponders what was, what is and what is yet to come.
He wonders why no one...

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Son of a gun we were still young;
only 15 years gone by.
You were the first my kissing bubble to burst, 
and for you, I think...

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N ever again will the Tribes of Israel be the sacrificial lamb of man.
A nnealed in furnaces not in Olam HaEmet by the Almighty "the...

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I’ll not be the mask of your madness
I’ll not be the whip of your demands
I’ll not be the drug of your habit
I’ll not be the...

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Happy Valentine's Day
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  This Life

From a child taught Catholic creed,
drilled, drilled into me by school nuns;
those teachings will never recede,
but, since those days I have lived...

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Adam of Love
barely knew what to put 
in black and white
with the Light in his heart
the dark able to look through.
A man of wealth
warmth and...

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