Because I'm a Poet - A Poetry Thread | |
Anonymous Coward User ID: 25038258 South Africa 05/12/2013 01:19 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Nice Thread I wrote a poem more than two years ago. A firnd of mine recorded it as a song and it will be released as on a CD soon. I wrote three more poems and was encouraged by a friend to send it to a record company. I did thinking that nothing will happen but now I have a contract to write for them and four of my poems will be released as songs this year with more to come. This is one of them The crossroad In die donker van die nag in Getsemane alleen. Drup die sweet van U voorkop bloed op die steen Beangs vra U,”Vader... moet U die koste van my bloed verhaal” “My geliefde Seun vir hulle sonde moet Jy betaal” En U sê; “Vader net soos wat U dit bepaal” Dertig stukke silwer was die prys vir U Heer. Met soldaat en swaard kom hy om U te arresteer. En met 'n soen om te verraai gee hy U weg. Maar u weet Vader se wil gee hom die reg. En U sê “neem my weg” In oordeel staan u voor die priester van die Jood. Een vir een vra hulle vir U dood. Verdedig jouself is wat hulle sê waar? Is Jy die seun van God? Praat man, hoekom staan jy net daar? En U sê “Ek is” Die haan se kraai seël U verraad. Pilatus was sy hande en Barabbas word vrygelaat. Dra die kroon seun van God. Terwyl hulle slaan en spoeg en met U spot. En U... sê niks? Nege-en-dertig keer het die sweep geval. Dit giet U bloed met elke knal. Dra hierdie kruis, kom laat jy in die pad val. Na Golgota om die prys te betaal. En U bly net stil? Met ergelose kap spyker hulle U vas aan die kruis. Genadeloos word u omhoog gehys. Hulle spot en vloek en wag vir u dood. As jy die seun van God is bevry jouself koning van die Jood. En U sê:” Vader vergewe hulle want hulle weet nie wat hulle doen” En daar in pyn langs U aan die kruis. Weet ek, ek verdien dat hulle my lewe eis. Ek is 'n moordenaar en 'n sondaar en ek leef sonder eer. Maar U, U is onskuldig Heer. En U sê, vandag sal jy my in die Hemel vereer. En in my donkerste uur toe die dood my kom kry. Weet ek vir die eerste keer in my lewe, ek is vry. En U sê “In alle ewigheid sal jy by My bly” Jesus, U bloed maak my vry. |
Anonymous Coward User ID: 39474755 United States 05/12/2013 01:20 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Nice Thread Quoting: Anonymous Coward 25038258 I wrote a poem more than two years ago. A firnd of mine recorded it as a song and it will be released as on a CD soon. I wrote three more poems and was encouraged by a friend to send it to a record company. I did thinking that nothing will happen but now I have a contract to write for them and four of my poems will be released as songs this year with more to come. This is one of them The crossroad In die donker van die nag in Getsemane alleen. Drup die sweet van U voorkop bloed op die steen Beangs vra U,”Vader... moet U die koste van my bloed verhaal” “My geliefde Seun vir hulle sonde moet Jy betaal” En U sê; “Vader net soos wat U dit bepaal” Dertig stukke silwer was die prys vir U Heer. Met soldaat en swaard kom hy om U te arresteer. En met 'n soen om te verraai gee hy U weg. Maar u weet Vader se wil gee hom die reg. En U sê “neem my weg” In oordeel staan u voor die priester van die Jood. Een vir een vra hulle vir U dood. Verdedig jouself is wat hulle sê waar? Is Jy die seun van God? Praat man, hoekom staan jy net daar? En U sê “Ek is” Die haan se kraai seël U verraad. Pilatus was sy hande en Barabbas word vrygelaat. Dra die kroon seun van God. Terwyl hulle slaan en spoeg en met U spot. En U... sê niks? Nege-en-dertig keer het die sweep geval. Dit giet U bloed met elke knal. Dra hierdie kruis, kom laat jy in die pad val. Na Golgota om die prys te betaal. En U bly net stil? Met ergelose kap spyker hulle U vas aan die kruis. Genadeloos word u omhoog gehys. Hulle spot en vloek en wag vir u dood. As jy die seun van God is bevry jouself koning van die Jood. En U sê:” Vader vergewe hulle want hulle weet nie wat hulle doen” En daar in pyn langs U aan die kruis. Weet ek, ek verdien dat hulle my lewe eis. Ek is 'n moordenaar en 'n sondaar en ek leef sonder eer. Maar U, U is onskuldig Heer. En U sê, vandag sal jy my in die Hemel vereer. En in my donkerste uur toe die dood my kom kry. Weet ek vir die eerste keer in my lewe, ek is vry. En U sê “In alle ewigheid sal jy by My bly” Jesus, U bloed maak my vry. |
Anonymous Coward User ID: 25038258 South Africa 05/12/2013 01:21 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Sorry this is the English version The Crossroad In the dead of the night in Gethsemane alone As the sweat from Your brow turns to blood on the stone On Your knees you pray, Father please take this cup away. My Beloved Son for their sins… You must pay. And You said, “Father, have it Your way”. 30 pieces of silver was the price for You Lord And so he came to the garden with soldiers and sword With a kiss to betray he gave You away. But You knew the prophecies spoke of this day. So you said, “take me away”. You stood in judgment before the priest of the Jew One by one they testified against you Defend Yourself, can what they say be true. The son of God!!! I demand, tell me, are You? And You said,” I am” Three times the rooster crowed to seal Your betrayal. Pilot washed his hands and freed the sinner from jail. Wear this crown king of the Jew… as they spat and hit and made fun of You And You said... nothing? Thirty-nine times the whip struck Your back Tearing flesh from your body with each crack They gave You a cross and lead You away To the hill called scull… our debt to pay And You said... nothing? They nailed you to the cross and lift it up high And stayed in that place to watch you die They mocked and cursed and blasphemed you If you are the son of God save yourself, king of the Jew And you said,” Father forgive them for they know not what they do” And there on the cross as my life drained away. I knew I deserve to die that day I sinned and I murdered and lived by the sword But You, You are innocent Lord. And You said, surely You will be with me in paradise today And as I died on the cross in agony For the first time in my life I knew I was free And You said “My peace be with You for all eternity”. Jesus by Your blood I am free. Written by Johan Theunissen © 2012-10-09 |
Ellusion User ID: 38921876 Canada 05/12/2013 01:25 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | |
Janine69 User ID: 39428493 United States 05/12/2013 01:26 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Desire her not she lives only in purity possess her not she knows only freedom she is... the garden enter through your open heart she will not overwhelm you make this garden your home fill your lungs with her essence whisper "thank you" with each exhale give to her all that you truly have she will blossom in response -Janine |
Yes I Did !!!! User ID: 31544363 United States 05/12/2013 01:31 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | The Words You Choose Words are indelible, once they are spoken, Creating thought forms – alive and unbroken, A dynamic medium, to create or destroy, Be watchful of words, you select to employ. Speak them or write them – you give them life, With power to slice, through one’s heart like a knife, To comfort or slay, a friend or a foe, Your intention is the motive, that only you know. A word is a tool, or a weapon you use, To heal or to harm - whichever you choose, Words once released, cannot be withdrawn, So choose your words wisely – too late once they’re gone. Misconception can cloud, one’s sincere intention, As words are too often, a useless invention, When trying to describe, the “things” of the heart, Or weightier subjects, you need to impart. And when words are used, for personal expression, Remember they yield, a lasting impression, You can’t take them back, once you set them free, They’re mirrors of your heart - so choose carefully. © 2009 - Rhonda - all rights reserved This poem was published in my first collection - a book named "Pieces of One" Last Edited by Yes I Did !!!! on 05/12/2013 01:35 PM "Great spirits have always encountered violent opposition from mediocre minds." ~ Albert Einstein |
Anonymous Coward User ID: 38940141 United States 05/12/2013 01:34 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Hey OP how did you decide you were a poet? Did somebody tell you or did you decide on your own? The reason I ask is I know someone that calls herself an artist but she paints by the numbers pictures then declared herself an artist and wasn't kidding. She couldn't even stay in the lines! |
ElectricKoolaid (OP) User ID: 27383605 United States 05/12/2013 01:37 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | |
ElectricKoolaid (OP) User ID: 27383605 United States 05/12/2013 01:40 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Hey OP how did you decide you were a poet? Did somebody tell you or did you decide on your own? Quoting: Anonymous Coward 38940141 The reason I ask is I know someone that calls herself an artist but she paints by the numbers pictures then declared herself an artist and wasn't kidding. She couldn't even stay in the lines! Well, my personal feeling is this - there are Artists, and there are artists. There are Poets, and there are poets. The first I capitalize because they were born to be. The second I don't because they were born to learn. I am a Poet. A writer writes...a fighter fights...a kiter - KITES? With some people it just is. You are who you're meant to be one way or another. Some people WANT to be artists so badly they'll call themselves that, or they'll train themselves to do it all "by the book", but when they're truly creative, you can see the weakness in their form. The beauty is only skin-deep. Real Art moves you...flows...is beautiful. It inspires you. Makes you feel a little better or a little worse about things. It makes that inner-part of you tickle a bit. Last Edited by ElectricKoolaid on 05/12/2013 01:42 PM -- EK |
/AC Poet for the Win User ID: 36842606 United States 05/12/2013 01:41 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | can we / find some life / in this shade / I wonder why / the nightime / is / so great / We Haven't / Much Time / So What / has Happend / to us / Maybe / some rhymes / can escape / heaven / for all for me / is it you / or have / I gone wrong / again / so where have / you been / cause all / night long/ your in my / songs / again and again im crazy in the head / I hear your colors play / My dimensional glasses / hide my face / Paerhaps we can imagine / A world more great / Can we Pro Create ? And Sit in this Shade ? Have Good Day All |
Anonymous Coward User ID: 39659750 United States 05/12/2013 01:47 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Hey OP how did you decide you were a poet? Did somebody tell you or did you decide on your own? Quoting: Anonymous Coward 38940141 The reason I ask is I know someone that calls herself an artist but she paints by the numbers pictures then declared herself an artist and wasn't kidding. She couldn't even stay in the lines! Well, my personal feeling is this - there are Artists, and there are artists. There are Poets, and there are poets. The first I capitalize because they were born to be. The second I don't because they were born to learn. I am a Poet. A writer writes...a fighter fights...a kiter - KITES? With some people it just is. You are who you're meant to be one way or another. Some people WANT to be artists so badly they'll call themselves that, or they'll train themselves to do it all "by the book", but when they're truly creative, you can see the weakness in their form. The beauty is only skin-deep. Real Art moves you...flows...is beautiful. It inspires you. Makes you feel a little better or a little worse about things. It makes that inner-part of you tickle a bit. :Voila8: Well said OP. :) |
Niemand User ID: 39700620 Germany 05/12/2013 01:49 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Novalis: Hymns to the Night Over I journey And for each pain A pleasant sting only Shall one day remain. Yet in a few moments Then free am I, And intoxicated In Love's lap lie. Life everlasting Lifts, wave-like, at me, I gaze from its summit Down after thee. Your lustre must vanish Yon mound underneath -- A shadow will bring thee Thy cooling wreath. Oh draw at my heart, love, Draw till I'm gone, That, fallen asleep, I Still may love on. I feel the flow of Death's youth-giving flood To balsam and ether Transform my blood -- I live all the daytime In faith and in might And in holy fire I die every night. Niemand |
ElectricKoolaid (OP) User ID: 27383605 United States 05/12/2013 01:57 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | |
Anonymous Coward User ID: 39275938 United Kingdom 05/12/2013 01:59 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | The Feminine Quoting: Janine69 Desire her not she lives only in purity possess her not she knows only freedom she is... the garden enter through your open heart she will not overwhelm you make this garden your home fill your lungs with her essence whisper "thank you" with each exhale give to her all that you truly have she will blossom in response -Janine very nice |
Jefiner User ID: 35583797 United States 05/12/2013 02:01 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | |
ElectricKoolaid (OP) User ID: 27383605 United States 05/12/2013 02:03 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | I just put this together a couple of weeks ago if anyone's interested in more of my "work" (more like play). :) [link to www.facebook.com (secure)] It's my poetry page. -- EK |
Niemand User ID: 39700620 Germany 05/12/2013 02:06 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | |
Anonymous Coward User ID: 27915705 United States 05/12/2013 02:38 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | |
Anonymous Coward User ID: 39722773 Canada 05/12/2013 03:05 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | |
Janine69 User ID: 39428493 United States 05/12/2013 04:10 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Wholly holy whole one spirit one perfect soul through kindness, gentleness and grace we will begin to recognize this in our own face peace can only be when chaos is embraced as the truth of me letting go the illusion of control and it's concept of the individual soul opens the door separate no more -Janine |
Anonymous Coward User ID: 39452918 United States 05/12/2013 04:10 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | |
Anonymous Coward User ID: 11417419 United States 05/12/2013 04:18 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | |
mmmoore User ID: 19499346 United States 05/12/2013 04:33 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | |
ElectricKoolaid (OP) User ID: 10332539 United States 05/12/2013 06:25 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | ONE MAN'S LIFE Quoting: mmmoore 19499346 dated infatuated procreated elated anticipated dedicated cooperated overrated disintegrated irritated humiliated aggravated infuriated retaliated escalated desecrated incarcerated copyrighted-mmmoore BRAVO!!! I love all these poems, but really relate to this one. :) Keep that stuff coming, people! This is great. I love it. -- EK |
mmmoore User ID: 19499346 United States 05/12/2013 06:46 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | |
ElectricKoolaid (OP) User ID: 27383605 United States 05/12/2013 10:05 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | To me the sun rises & sets on you, So these last few days have been nothing but darkness. What is this complication we find ourselves in? This last gasp for the air that's between us Is the final volition of our will To love. We've cast ourselves like stones upon the pond And bounced a bit, Hoping that the air would carry us, That the water would rebound us Together. And the hope is still in me, quiet like a voice So sudden-still As if a whisper That I cannot yet hear. -- EK |
Anonymous Coward User ID: 27876815 United States 05/12/2013 10:12 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | |
Gangbangin-4-Gods User ID: 39537317 United States 05/12/2013 10:13 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | |
Gangbangin-4-Gods User ID: 39537317 United States 05/12/2013 10:14 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | |
Gangbangin-4-Gods User ID: 39537317 United States 05/12/2013 10:14 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | |