PoB's Quotes, Poems, Rhyms, and Limmericks

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Originally posted by PrinceofBlades
Among the countless souls you would pick, the ones with great power, money, possessions, re-known, GLORY!!!! you chose me. I gave to you a gift, small it may have been. But humbly I gave it. And even with such a small gift did you accept it. And when my darkest hour came and past one resilient beam of light did not waver nor did flicker. And towards this light I aw that few stood, but firm they did stand. And as I rose from the fall, and noticed the extended hand, I can't help but wonder whether to accept it, or deny it. But my choice is clear, my decision sound. In this world was I born alone, in this life alone shall I leave it. Why make it different to live it? If in this world our good Lord makes more than one person for us, than I am just one. Because in this world you are but one person, and to [b]none to do you mean the world. I am not offended by your curiosity. But do not deem me an honorable man, until you see me for who I really am... [/B]
Originally posted by PrinceofBlades
Because life finally caught up to me, my guilts made known to all. My past has caught up to reek it's foul revenge. And with it the weight of it's punishment. This burden I will carry with me for the rest of my life, and possibly eternity. The rest have forgotten me, you should too...
Originally posted by PrinceofBlades
Than you will stand alone

BAH! If you truly know my King, you should remember that HE alone knows your time of ending and how, and He alone has it under control.
Life is really sh#$##@y at times, but in the end my Lord is there for us to take care of us and to care. It says He weeps and prays to the Father, as our advocate against the accuser. He asks to take your burden and let him help you. Regardless of these foolish mortals and their insignificant life-span, "like a blink or a blade of grass soon withered", He is there. When no one stands beside you, when you are kneeling in defeat, HE STILL FIGHTS FOR YOU. So dont quit on us now!

Originally posted by PrinceofBlades
Than you will stand alone
while i can understand some of what you may feel or what runs through your mind for i once felt that way even if it varied to some degree as we all are different from one another....yet i cannot for the life of me do not understand your hesitation at one you so profess to love and admire when all she wants is to offer her self in your time of need whatever they may be....the fortunate man is one who counts himself lucky to have one friend, than the one who claims to have many....

if it is pain you feel whether of the soul, heart or the mind....then so be it, but have a care to the one who wishes only good intentions and seeks nothing else besides...i would rather cast away a rare precious gem worth untold value than a friend who's heart is pure as the driven snow, and perhaps a love that cannot be measured even by God's rule

i ask that you do not add to hers, to what pain you have

and if my words seem harsh, it is because i am a man grown and not a boy that would mince words lightly....

Very true.

*nods* that's really well said Fea ✅

and btw: I really like your poems PoB 😊 Its really good

Originally posted by PrinceofBlades
My sister had a massive headache where she had head surgery so we had to rush to the hospital cause it was that bad. 🙁 . So as I sat with her in the emergency room, I wrote this:

Sadly

We hold so dear,
our loved ones.
We dare not let them go.
We hold them tightly in our grasp.
"The world will stop for them," we say.

But like many things in this world.
their time is short and well lived.
But time is but a stranger,
who comes in different forms.
He's a different friend for all of us.
And an even odder enemy.

And when he sounds his bells,
and everything goes silent.
Do we let them go,
or, the inevitable, do we fight.

So here I sit,
and in this notebook write.
To tell you of the inevitable,
that i did fight.

And here she lays right next to me.
no longer in pain and tired.
For tonight I did realize
That somethings are worth fighting for,
that is why we have Courage.
If things we must let go,
than Serenity we ask of thee, my Lord.
But most important of them all,
the Knowledge to know the difference.

this one beought tears to my eyes i love your poetry

I'm still in shock that PoB write poetry

Yeah well believe it. Not for long though...

Your poetry is AMAZING...keep writing 🙂

yes please you make me feel like a newbee at poetry when i read yours im so unworthy unworthy

Please, I'm flattered. But I have made my decision...

Please enjoy...

Death


Death is the shadow
in in the passing night.
It's the glare that you see in the day.
Death is the blade of grass the springs
From the dead earth on springs morn.

Death is the bud,
of the flower that blooms.
In the middle of the spring afternoon.
It's the hatchling, its the bird,
it's the eagle that prowls.
It's the hunter the readies his gun.

Death is the morning, the evening, and night.
It's the time between the hours.
Death is void that grows between us.
And what helps it close it tight.

Death is the space,
where are memories are held.
It's the place where we want to be alone.
For death is not there, on our funeral bed.
To see the passing soul.
But rather death is with us in life.
To help and watch it grow.

Nice work mon frere....

Thank you...more will come soon enough...

wonderful!

I thought it would be...

^_^

Yes yes now, go away (😛) I need time to think of a new peom...

hahahahaha..... glad you are sorta back, dude.

yeah but now I'm STUCK AGAIN!!!!! I hate blocks...

hahahha man, go and do some poetic ramblings... take a simple object, look it over, observe its unique qualities, and then sit down and write on it!!! Like, an example is my kittie, bandit: he is tubby, white and grey and black, has really cool brown eyes, small paws, a ringed tail, and he acts as though he is the utter and complete ruler of the house. so, as follows:
Fat Cat

Swish that racoon tail, Eyes glazed in boredom.
Prance slowly through your home and kingdom.
Agate eyes viewing all you see,
Dainty paws scratching softly to tell me,
You are hungry.

Not great, but it gets you started.

Or, take a word and expound upon it.

Wind: A sweeping messenger of dark rains.
Water: Salvation to a thirsting soul
Earth: The mother that watches us all
Fire: A dancing sprite that beckons danger
Darkness: Hidden secrets that shun away
Light: The damning revealer of all I kept inside

And, my favorite exercise, think of a woman. ANY woman, though if you have an emotional attachment, that is GREAT! and helps. Now, write on that: ie;
how she looks, acts, makes you feel, whether or not her slightest touch makes your blood roar like a pack of hungry wolves.... hahhaa
you know what, this i am gonna keep and not share..... hahaha I think you can figure out
Etc..... hhaha mebbe too much info there... hahahha try it. I know it will work!