NUMB
One day I’m here,
The next day I’m gone.
My spirit is caught in a revolving door,
Not lining up to the entrance.
Like a merry-go-round,
The happiness is turning into nausea.
I’m reading, speaking, believing in the Truth – waiting on Him,
Why do I feel forgotten???
cmlestrade commented on NUMB
03-07-2010
01-29-2010
When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.
John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| GO! | 2 | 12/11/2009 |
| GET SET... | 2 | 12/11/2009 |
| ON YOUR MARK... | 2 | 12/11/2009 |
| GIFT OF LIFE | 1 | 11/18/2009 |
| NUMB | 2 | 11/18/2009 |
| TESTIMONY PT. 2 | 1 | 11/18/2009 |
| DISABLED | 1 | 11/18/2009 |
| NEVER SAID THAT IT WAS GOING TO BE EASY | 3 | 11/18/2009 |
| ANYBODY HOME? | 1 | 11/18/2009 |
| LEVEL 3 (CLOUD 10) | 1 | 11/18/2009 |
| WHO'S IN YOUR WALLET? | 1 | 11/18/2009 |
| R.E.P.E.N.T. | 3 | 12/28/2009 |
| MATRIMOURNING | 0 | 11/18/2009 |
| 100 | 1 | 11/18/2009 |
| TODAY'S THE DAY | 0 | 11/18/2009 |
| TESTIMONY PT. 1 | 2 | 11/18/2009 |
| H.O.P.E. (Holding Onto Predestined Endeavors) | 0 | 11/18/2009 |
| GET GHOST | 0 | 11/18/2009 |
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