LEEPAUL
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Being believed in is what I believe in. Believing in you as much as I believe in myself. Believe it or not the nonbelievers believe too. They know what can be achieved when you do believe. But they believe in making us believe that the truth is make believe.
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love_supreme says: Excellent write. |
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LEEPAUL says: I appreciate it love_supreme |
OTHER POEMS WRITTEN BY LEEPAUL
Anxious DistressHow far-fetched is it to think that my present hardship comes from some cruel act I've not done yet? Even with regret, trouble still expects me to act accordingly. As if I should know the causality, with the time order not being what it should be. A calamity that makes me wonder, is this a side effect of a future blunder? A question with a lifespan from the time a sinner is born again.  |
14 quotes from my Grandma1.Love don't suppose to hurt. 2. If you wasn't so bad you wouldn't be so scary. 3.Show me your friends and I'll tell you about yourself. 4.You can thank what you want in your mind but it bet not show on your face. 5.You can kill a person with kindness. 6.A real friend will tell you about yourself. 7.I bet not miss the time you gone. 8.White people do what they want and we do what they can. 9.You lying and the truth ain't nowhere near you. 10.Never stop believing in God. 11.I can show you better than I can tell you. 12.It takes two fools to argue. 13.People talked about Jesus, what makes you thank they won't talk about you? 14. Don't you ever be a fool for nobody. |
Sins’ offspringUnidentified sins make it hard for souls to recover. Comparing sins as if one were less vile than the other. |
Forgive without forgettingConvince pain not to hurt, tell fire not to burn, teach a snake not to bite, and show a gifted child how not to learn. Only then will I consider listening to advice on how to forget. |
Who am I to questionGod has a mysterious way of determining who lives and who dies. I endure the pain with my cries, while asking why. But isn't this God’s world? I understand and yet I remain confused. The human in me rejoices for life, for death, I refuse. God’s world, God’s rules. Are they not decided by God alone? Is it for me to determine where God’s child belongs? Is it for me to determine if this world is greater than the next? I can only mourn and wonder or better yet find solace in the mysterious ways of God. |
What's wrong with itIt can be wrong just because it's right. It can be wrong to think it's capable of right. It can be wrong for so long that it comes to believe that it's right. It can be proven wrong and still be right. It can be wrong to expect it to do right. It can be wrong to assume that it's right. It can be wrong to fight it right back. It can be wrong until it's made right. |
Life in the LightVisibly invisible, first day outside the womb. The everlasting light in the heart of gloom. Divine self-preservation is all that can be assumed. For the continuation of life in the aftermath of doom.
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The Strength In Playing FairJust because I don't, don’t mean I can't. Just because I can, don't mean I should. |
At PeaceLoving wealth and fearing death are impossible to shake, but “For Jesus’ sake.” |
Police/PimpHe needs no excuse to justify his abuse. Loopholes are inserted to keep justice perverted, while he turns out the truth. |
