Best Eli Poems

You came to me before I was ready
I cried when I heard of your existence
Over night my youth was gone
Worried sick that I wouldn’t be...

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God ! God ! Why have you forsaken me ! Translation of Pierre Emmanuel’s Eli Eli Lama Sabachthani by T. Wignesan

Opening the eyes requires such...

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Dear Carolyn:
Another letter from another tour
In this place in the sand they call Helmand
This will be my last, for you can be sure
To never look...

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Hannah’s Plea

He sleeps in my arms,
 My prayer, my little one,
Born of a plea from depths so deep
 Only dreams know the origin.

Gone the constant...

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I.Jesus Spoke to His Father

Jesus spoke to His Heavenly Father
Raising up to heaven His ardent pray’r
With deep bleeding wounds that he’d all endured,
Still hang on...

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When the river of poetry has dried
Like parched clouds waiting for warmth
When the rain beats down on emptiness 
The god of rain demands to be...

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Whatcha gonna do if’n Famous Jameis goes pro?
‘tain’t nottin ya can do ‘bout it, Coach Jimbo
Dontcha know, da freshman Heisman winner’s caught da eye
Even da...

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Ask your friend, neighbour or even a stranger newly-met
Have they ever been damaged by a ‘trust’ ….now turned ‘regret’?
Most men, if not all, have fashioned...

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The land was cloaked in a black dress,
The crowd was watching my Christ die,
When the blinding darkness, the deafening stillness 
Was shattered by an overwhelming...

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They call them crops, but they might as well be weeds.
Mr. Eli Whitney found a great way to get rid of those seeds.
Now the supply...

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As modern Christians, we overlook
the meaning and purpose of Good Friday,
when Christ was crucified on a dreary day...
to bear our sins on His shoulder.


From the...

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The Dogs we called Family

Tara came first and then there was Ben,
When both of them died we said never again.
Then Sam the runner, got killed...

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Switching channels, trying to stay on top
Mannings and Favre are the cream of the crop

Afraid to miss a single great play
Is this how a lady...

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Cup does runneth 
over, rhyme inside'a 
me at last, was 
barren and so 
empty til inside 
there drops a 
splash,

of rich poetic 
potions mixed with...

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Yo,
When I was younger, stronger, faster, phatter!
I saw Bayard Rustin, ascending and descending on bell hooks’ reveries,
And I screamed, from artistic insights,
Of plights and rights,...

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