Poems

11th Anniversary Retrospect

Time flies like an arrow to its mark, and our quiver holds one hand full. Its like yesterday we disembarked, didn't think it would speed up at all. Time seemed still for a while, still does, till pictures bring betrayals, details, blessings, the memories God gives us, us - one unit made up of ourselves.

By |2024-01-13T16:38:24+00:00January 13th, 2024|Poems|

Psychology

This is just psychology, staring at me stare at me, mirror full of empathy, mirror that is empty. People think some really twisted things when lack of sleep is applied to their brains, when at night they hear the memory of screams, and think they're near, invading their dreams. Real or not, it isn't likeable,

By |2023-04-26T18:12:02+00:00April 26th, 2023|Poems|

Harvest

He alone can separatethe wheat from the reprobate,bring the wicked to their fate,all whose lust they aggravate. Let them grow now, let them wait,reapers will unveil the blade.They cause sin, His laws they break.Hell is what they can't escape.On that Day, the aggregateof sinners will evaporate,in a fire, a fire so great,but remain as animate.

By |2022-12-26T15:46:08+00:00December 19th, 2022|Home Page Feature, Poems|

Errorgance

Disapproved, debased mind; dishonorable, defiling passions. These things biblically define what's inside gays n' lesbians. God offers undeniable proof of His immortal existence, but they suppress, exchange the truth and exchange natural relations. Though intuitively known, God's righteous law embedded, they proudly approve their own - death is where they're headed. Nature teaches there is

By |2022-12-25T23:23:26+00:00July 24th, 2022|Featured Poems, Home Page Feature, Poems|

Invisible

I dance around you, yet unseen I sing with my actions, yet unheard, So I get your attention by absurd means For you only respond when I make a scene  We are often treated like children Confined to limit the perceived uncouth Yes, you have treated us with a building Yet you don’t have to

By |2022-07-21T05:41:56+00:00July 21st, 2022|Home Page Feature, Poems|

Rainstorm

I gaze across the deadened plains No sign of life, no sound of breeze Within the brook, no brook remains No birds are singing in the trees All nature awaits a soothing balm Some small relief to the parched terrain Then far off though the deadly calm I hear the sound of the coming rain

By |2022-07-16T20:13:49+00:00July 17th, 2022|Featured Poems, Home Page Feature, Poems|

Elias’ Random Thoughts

I know its hard but try to imagine growing up with homosexual attraction. Normally dudes would be looking at Jasmine but instead your drawn to Aladdin. "What's wrong with this? Why torment kids? Its their orientation! Don't give them fits." That's what the minority thinks, media and school boards on board with this. "Hide it

By |2022-02-18T16:55:05+00:00February 18th, 2022|Poems|