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My Poetic Angel

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You’re my poetic angel,
Watching me as I write.
Sent by God to guard me,
Through the day and night.

You give me inspiration,
Through your celestial glow.
And you jump start my mind,
From where my poems flow.

Everyday you guide me,
Not letting bad turn to worse.
And push the pen I hold,
As I write each lovely verse.

You’re my poetic angel,
I’m glad you are my friend.
We’ll always be together,
Until my body’s end.
Form: Quatrain

A Letter To God

I wrote a letter to God and I had to ask why,
He allowed so much suffering and little people had to die?
One’s that had never caused trouble or done anybody harm,
Taken before they experienced life, plucked from their mothers arms.

He said answer me this, why did my son have to suffer and die?
Nailed to that cross I couldn’t even watch, all I could do was turn my head and cry!
What trouble did He cause, what harm did He do?
And all for what, He did it for you.

He said you couldn’t comprehend all the things that daily take place,
And all I ask is your trust till we meet face to face.
He said all things have a reason and someday you will know,
But you must trust in my word so your faith will blossom and grow.

I said Lord please forgive me if I sounded out of line,
It seems like all we ever do is complain, ask for mercy, or whine.
I know that you are busy so I guess I will close,
Thank You for listening and my love I enclose.
Form: Verse

Premium Member Thank You Lord

Thank You Lord


Jesus you laid down your life for me
So I put my faith and trust in thee
The evil within tries to overtake
But I flee and resist for my soul’s sake
I stay focused on thy Lord
And yield temptations with thy sword
I turned from thy sins
And new life began
Lord, you taught me the way
And showed me I was drifting astray
Following the wandering sheep
That fled at the strike of the Shepherd’s greet
You cut down the trees and cleared a path
For those who walk it will escape the wrath
You planted the field with seeds
In hope of sprouting good deeds
It is only through your grace and mercy
That you give water, for those who drink shall never be thirsty
You are thy foundation
And deliverance out of salvation
You washed the stains from thy robe
And filled me with the spirit to stand bold
Saving me from death
And giving me everlasting breath
I wait patiently for the day
When the Lord will say
My child I am pleased 
You have endured to the end
Now Come On In


Scales of Mercy

Do not let the ray of his meek sun fa me shines alone So 
Seek O, the favor of the Creator on his templed throne, eke
Favors of mercy Lattitudes of grace; lo the patient Savior’s
Heart pines through tedious days for us, rich joys to impart.
Do seek tenaciously lakes solacing familiar pains. Meander
In his goodness, his ray of peace shines for you. Flee the sin
Shackling us to self-delusions of pride. A doe may blunder
Before the hunter’s scope, but mercy renders a shift of wind
Raining reason not inborn, meaning for praise fore fallacious
Certainty of some evil heart. No weapon formed against you 
Shall prosper. Lark the sky with praise, team hearts O to do
His will and sing: Doh te la so fa me ra doh, O Lord I am all
Prepared thy will know; through my night let bright rays fall.
Here me call when I groan: do ra me fa so la te do ... let me
Feel thy lattitudes of grace bringing me in embrace on my knee.
Form: Verse

A Poet (The Fallen Star)

My soul has been cut by a spiritual blade.
Out of control and I only finished the eighth grade.
I've walked the dark path and so many mistakes made.
I heard the devil's wicked laugh but I wasn't afraid.

I trusted no one, due to physical and sexual abuse.
I've held a 38 caliber hand gun but couldn't put it to use!
Women in my life, I just wouldn't allow in my personal area.
Even when I obtained a wife, it was border line hysteria!

I often wonder about the abuse I suffered as a child.
Did that contribute to sex, drugs, and running wild?
The fast life can cut like a knife, but I continued the climb.
But it all would lead to fingers being pointed at me for a crime.

I was afraid to go to trial although the crime I didn't commit.
Past crimes as a juvenile would make me look like the culprit!
I just couldn't put my fate in the hands of twelve strangers;
And so I'm an inmate, but I refuse to succumb to the anger.

I couldn't go to the funeral when my momma passed away.
Such pain like I've never known beneath my breastbone and my soul went astray!
I buried my grief and walked around just a shell of a man.
Relief was found, as I fought my way out of hell and that dark waste land!

I took my pen and begin to express the pain.
Just to releave the stress that was slowly driving me insane.
I always knew the poetry was buried inside me.
But who would have thought this poet only has a G.E.D.

Yes I'm a poet, and oh how I feel so emotionally free!
And you need to know it, that my whole ordeal is in my poetry.
If you could see inside who I am, you'll discover my pedigree!
My love is bonafide and no need for a diagram in my poetry!!!

*Wrote for Amy Green's contest (Tell Me About You)
Form: Rhyme

Who Am I

I was on the cross at Calvary 
The day Jesus suffered and died 
An innocent Man who took your place 
Was unjustly crucified 

No one saw me hide my face 
But everyone knew my name 
I was the reason He had to die 
And you were the reason He came 

Everyone is a part of me 
From the moment of their birth 
Just a whisper in the garden 
And now I rule this earth 

Nailed to a cross at Calvary 
As mercy and grace begins 
I am what His blood made clean 
For I am all your sins
© Larry Belt  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Choose This Day

Why do I have to choose?
Don't ask me to do this, the test of my 
virtues?

Did you send this man as part of me?
Then why, does play out, so confusing?

Love and loyality render me irrational.
I gave my heart to both of you, at the aisle.

To have and to hold until death do us part.
That decision would have been easier at 
the start.

I prayed for your soul, when our lives 
began.
Those nights we talked of Christ's 
salvation plan.

Whom will I serve?  Choose this very day.
I know what I must do, my thoughts in 
disarray. 

God, we must follow you beyond and 
above.
Commanding us to choose you, as our 
first love.

You sent us your Son, who died on the 
cross.
Your returning draws nigh, so many are 
still lost.
Form: Rhyme

Who Am I?

I'll be your partner, we'll walk side by side
If you take my hand, you'll never need to hide
My strength is impeccable, I'm sure you've been told
With me you'll grow stronger, as you grow old

I can do anything, your heart so desires
Safety you'll obtain, even in the presence of liers
Worry can never follow me, it's a thing of the past
You'll be traveling in one direction, at last

Without my help you have to know,
that spiritually, you'll never grow
Nothing is impossible, this you can believe
Multiple blessings, are yours to receive

If you have as much, as a tiny mustard seed
I will take care of whatever you need
All you have to do, is to keep me alive
I am FAITH, you need me to survive.
© Karla Null  Create an image from this poem.
me
Form: Rhyme

Divinely Empowered

I Am an achiever 
Because the Great Achiever
Lives in me and I in Him

I Am a King, royal and great
Because the King of Kings
Lives in me and I in Him

I Am powerful mighty and sure
Because the Great I Am 
Lives in me and I in Him

I Am eternal always Am
Because the  Eternal God 
Lives in me and I in Him

I Am co- creator of all that be
Because the Creator of all things 
Lives in me and I in Him

I Am love, pure and perfect  
Because the Most perfect of Love 
Lives in me and I in Him

I Am a rock strong and enduring
Because the Rock of Ages
Lives in me and I in Him
me
Form: Lyric

But, I Did It My Way

Lord, he tried to take me
But, you held on tight
I was lost and defeated
But, I still knew wrong from right

I knew what you asked of me
But, I had to do it my way
I ignored your silent whisper
But, the consequences, I had to pay

I was given talent to work with
But, I wasted it on sin
I knew what you were asking
But, I failed time and time again

I believed in you strongly
But, I had something called, pride
I thought it was bring me closer
But, from you it made me hide

I thought I was intelligent
But, wisdom, I had none
I was fleeing from integrity
But, I thought that I'd won

You gave me everything I needed
But, I may as well been blind
I was doing it my way
But, I was leaving you behind

My Lord, you were faithful
But, you gave me my space
It was a time of discovery
But, you put me in my place

My way, was not yours
But, you let me figure it out
I paid for my disobedience
But, now I can finally shout!

The "enemy", can't have me
But, to my Lord, I give it all
I know I did it my way
But, now, I answer His call
© Karla Null  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Sea of Love

In this stormy sea that we call life, you calm the waters.

As I drifted along you cushioned each blow that I received.

In the mist of each storm, your light guided me to shelter.

When I was drowning in iniquity, you bathed me with salvation.

When the water became polluted you cleansed it with your blood.

When I floated out to sea, you anchored me with your love.

At times the currant was so strong, it pulled me underneath.

You wrapped your arm around me and held my head afloat.

Through each trial and tribulation, your waves washed me ashore.

You were my life preserver in a sea of lies and deception.

As you gave me the water of life, My Lord, I gladly give you mine.
© Karla Null  Create an image from this poem.

In His Strength

Help me to use wisely
O Lord Father I pray
the strength that you give
to me from day to day.

Trusting in You daily
in all I do and say,
Your strength is sufficient 
for me in every way.

Lord help me to love
and always honor you
being ever the witness
to gladly glorify You.

For my life is an epistle,
seen and read of all men.
They may never see the Word
that is written for them in pen.

Lord, impart your strength now
for the work which yet remains,
that I may ever help others
to seek eternal gains.
Form: Rhyme

I Need To Relax and Meditate

The stress of this world has got me beat
I need to be by myself had have a seat
Cross my legs point my fingers toward the skies
Take a deep breath and close my eyes

Take me far away before it’s to late
I need to relax and meditate

Drift away for a short while
Go to my good place one that will make me smile
Inhale into your nose and with your moth blow out
It’s good for you there is no doubt

Take me far away before it’s to late
I need to relax and meditate

A beach a park or the ocean shore
It’s all going away not to return anymore
The mountains the desert or the deep sea
It’s a spiritual thing let your mind enter a different reality

Take me far away before it’s to late
I need to relax and meditate

Loosen your muscles and don’t let them tense
Forget your troubles it all makes sense
Come back to the real world changed and happy
Do this often to always remain healthy and free
Form: Rhyme

Lost and Found. Blind But Can See.

I'm lost in this world, 

but I have found my way.



I'm blind with gossip, 

but I can see right through it.


I was lost, but now I'm found.

I was blind but now, I can see.


The Lord my God brought me here so I

could lose my way but he gave me the grace

and took all my pain away.

Hear My Cry

Hear my cry into the night
I let my tears go free
no longer can you hurt my pride
unleash me to the sea

I hope you're happy you made me feel
like i might be part insane
now i will look up to the sky
or wallow in the rain

take me back to the day
when you pushed me to the ground
and now i will get back up
and walk away without a sound

I will not fall down again
and I will not fall behind
I have found some piece in my heart
and I found some piece of mind

Hear my cry into the night
I let my tears go free
no longer can you hurt my pride
unleash me to the sea
Form: Rhyme

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