Long Sociallife Poems

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The Irremovable Guilt

Nobody has a spotless conscience,
in some point of their life it got stained  
and certain mistakes were made, and words
were lashed out with uncontrollable mischief;
and doesn't that contempt refuse to leave...
until the root of the reason is found?  
The irremovable guilt can destroy us
to a great extend and cause restlessness!



A valuable life was lost, because we failed
to pay attention to glances and gestures,
and preoccupied with our social status,
to add more vitality to our image,
we didn't lift their grave sorrow, never attempted to understand;  
and how will we know that we are forgiven, if no voice is heard?  
 


Be alert, distract heart and hear someone's need,
try to read any alarming thought before they speak,
and to avoid another loss, intercede at the instance,
and intercept the vibes and emotions that lead to an inhuman deed;
forget the unintentional harm done and reflect on an immediate change,
find that solution in your untapped wisdom and be not swayed by error again;
and in your search for humility and understanding:  you will find the kindest friend,
who will share your triumphs and defeats to invent the irony of a laugh!    


Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci


These Verses Breath Life As I Weep

These verses breath life as I weep,
thinking of the shortness of the earthly life;
and they can eternally live, in ageless time,
on the lips of common people that seek
an extraordinary purpose in their subtle defeat,
to build many fabulous dreams out of nothing....


Sorrow can't be masked by joy:
it's a temporary and distressing disguise, 
which nobody should hide behind it for long;
pretender, don't make up unconvincing excuses,
release your fallacious hand that clutches another prey:
it's the self-denial of a liar without courage...


Cry for yourself with ample empathy, remorse
has already shaken up your conscience,
and according to the sympathetic looks you received
by the closest friends who idolized your idealism,
whom you lured into your false kindness to achieve your egotistic dream;
now, you must feel the acute pain:  no guilt can easily be redeemed...    
     

An untruthful voice is only heard by deceitfulness,
it has an inner weakness that honesty awfully rejects;
purify your trust by the humblest spirit:
some are never forgiven by their foes and acquaintances,
Who will read me me these verses that breath life as I weep?
I have put on a Godly image without grief...  
 

Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci
Form: Sestina

Premium Member Coming Together

I feel God's presence and experience His love no matter how 
A single touch of His hand is more than enough 
I read God's word so I can really grow 
God teaches values and guides thru life and that's so 
He's always there for me when feeling sad and low 
All I have to do is to call upon His Holy name that's all I know 
Sometimes tribulations and problems seem to multiply and grow 
But I know God will just hold me all the way through. 

A single touch of His hand is more than enough 
So I fasten my eyes on the Lord as I go 
Feeling in my heart His divine love and that's so 
Life can be sweet and life at times can be sad and bad 
You know that life sucks sometimes and that people run mad 
Pain pierces your heart and love can be tough 
But the Word of God tells the truth and kicks Satan out 
Mistakes are made and life's key just turns rough 
I read God's Word so I can really grow 
And in my heart I feel God's love and that's truly so! 


Dorian Petersen Potter 
aka ladydp2000 
copyright@2009 


January,14,2009
Form: Couplet

Give Your Life

27 November 07 8:15 am

Why do people love violence and evil?  
Why is revenge considered sweet?  
A child unknowing and innocent is laid at the saviors feet. 
 
Its little body abused and beaten its little bones 
are broken packed in a box and in a dumpster thrown 
its little life gone its body left cold 
Its name forgotten and its story left untold. 

The man that fell beside the road dead from alcohol abuse.  
Lost every thing he had and everything there was to loose
 as people either ignored him there or pointed at him and laughed
His life disappearing as quickly on they passed.

 A young mother who’s left with her child and the dad is nowhere about
 and shamed parents who selfishly threw them out.  
Cost of living growing higher and her with no skills 
turns to the streets for work so her pimp can get his pills. 

A family torn apart 
by mistakes and broken hearts, 
cries out to our heavenly father 
As lawyers push them ever harder

Mourn oh hearts ache and cry 
but don’t ever again question why, 
when you yourself can help someone in any little way. 
With just a little of your time or a little of your pay.

 Share what you have, use the grace you’ve been given
 only you can give the life you’ve been given.

Those that love their life shall lose it and those that give their life shall gain it.

Life on Purpose Live it before you lose it! ©2009
Form:

10 Pieces of Silver: a Treasure Restored Or Stella Had a House Party

alienated and separated has become society
disenfranchised and distant are now the state of families
all of those systems designed to make us feel connected
have fallen short and now we feel rejected
we're just a bunch of numbers and no one even knows our names
we're just a group of digits and that's a darn shame
but we're more than pieces of silver for we do have hearts
for we are the blessed children of the Lord Of Lords, Our God
and it's only in the church where we've kept our sanity
for out in the world it's just total anarchy
we're more than just objects to be used and misused
we're more than just bodies who by our bosses are being abused

dehumanized and desensitized is how we've been treated by the status quo
but we are treasures in the eyes of the God we all love and know
God loves us and it's time we loved ourselves
Jesus loves us and died to give us an eternal wealth
yet people are more concerned with amassing monetary hordes
no compassion for each other and no love for the Lord
we need to seek the word of God with a desire to be changed
for now is the time for our spirits to be rearranged

no longer to take each other for granted but to treat each other with respect
to see ourselves as more than pieces of silver as more than just objects
to be like that woman who lost her coin and diligently searched until it was traced
and then to rejoice upon finding it for her treasure was now fully replaced
to diligently seek the treasure that is the word of God
and then to apply it directly to our hearts
to comprehend the true value of our fellow sisters and brothers
and come to understand that we need to treasure one another
for at some point in life you will need someone's support
for life is like a basketball game you need a team on the court

10 pieces of silver, Stella had a house party
a single coin restored, a parable about rediscovery
for whatever it is in life that you feel that you have lost
just take it to Jesus and lay it on the cross
let Jesus restore it, let your treasure be refound
let God reform you and place you on higher ground
to look high and look low for that which has been misplaced
to seek that treasure of the spirit, God's saving grace
and once it's restored to rejoice and celebrate
Stella had a house party upon the restoration of her faith
Form: Narrative


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