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Mackintoch

Mackintoch

Mr_Mack

Mack_em_mack

I am haitian

Hello



welcome....




and enjoy....





Poems I'm focused on

  • I find your scent to be pure
    an ointment to always savor,
    22 lines, 89 comments, February 6
  • When I sit there and reminisce,
    there are so many things I miss
    22 lines, 57 comments, January 2
  • My soul has been set ablaze by the fires of scorn;
    throughout the hell I endured, love has never escaped.
    34 lines, 20 comments, December 21, 2007
  • Dehydrating from the lack of breath;
    my worth is an open book of regrets.
    38 lines, 142 comments, November 27, 2007
  • The road that stretches has so many miles
    I share your heart, your laughter and smiles
    61 lines, 163 comments, November 16, 2007
  • Sitting there thinking about you,
    I just remember why I love you.
    23 lines, 20 comments, November 7, 2007
  • The letter is underconstruction
    17 lines, 26 comments, July 21, 2007
  • Baby, I'm love sick. Maybe it is the sweetness or the fragrance of the flower that turns a bee into a drunken lover.
    38 lines, 84 comments, May 13, 2007
  • If it is my conviction to love you and you not to love me in return, dear; stay with me as memories. Where the rays do not filter, let your
    15 lines, 28 comments, December 23, 2006
  • Excuse me miss if I come to you like a crazy bug. Ever since I saw you, not a minute passes without my thoughts turning to you.
    18 lines, 112 comments, December 1, 2006. In Love, Spiritual, Hope
  • like smoke on a surreal wall-
    reflecting reality so brutally real.
    36 lines, 70 comments, August 11, 2006. In Love
  • Like sugar that attracts ants
    We are vulnerable to anything sweet
    38 lines, 83 comments, July 17, 2006. In Hope
  • Life is beautiful,
    46 lines, 54 comments, July 2, 2006. In Love
  • Just like salt dissolve in water,
    my love is dissolving in you
    56 lines, 45 comments, May 8, 2006. In Love
  • Dear Kattieyanna,

    14 lines, 67 comments, April 6, 2006. In Sad
  • I'd soar the sky with two broken wings
    At the ballroom of heaven just to have one last joy
    6 lines, 17 comments, February 24, 2006. In Love
  • Stories are exchanged and memories born anew
    Just like a tree affecting by nature itself
    79 lines, 15 comments, December 16, 2005. In Love
  • Holes and dirt are now part of my shoes
    But before I make a move,
    16 lines, 3 comments, September 1, 2005. In Personal

My Poetry

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  • If the moon could pour out wines
    how much would I drink
    68 lines, 26 comments, November 13
  • I may not say I love you in a thousand of words,
    or say anything different that you haven't heard,
    42 lines, 44 comments, October 5
  • Drowning through depressions; I choke upon emotions.
    I never thought I'd be out of rythyms,
    31 lines, 13 comments, September 21
  • like the stars to the sky,
    you're a haven within heaven itself
    and yes, I love you like I love myself...
    57 lines, 52 comments, September 16

Guest Book

1 - 4 of 4
  • FireyAura on May 20
    I love this page! It is really beautiful! I love you little speech about being a Christian, did you write this? If so, do you mind if I copy this down because it is so true and wonderfully written?
  • Aurielle on April 27
    Read this


    When I say I'm christian, or you get the vibe that I am.
    Don't write me off as "holier than thou", a goody two shoes or innocent please
    Don't look at me as a religious, conceited, stuck up hypocrite
    I'm still that same ol' D, just improvin from the wretch I used to be see?
    When I say I'm christian I'm not shoutin that I'm clean livin
    I'm still a simple sinner with a past now fogiven.
    And since I've been born again, with a new life worth livin
    I've been driven by my ultimate goal to make it into heaven.
    I'm not a hypocrite but yeah I do some hypocritical things
    just like a woman who's not of royalty is still considered a queen
    what I mean is that, like David I lust, like Samson I fornicate
    like a thief sometimes I steal, and sometimes I lie
    I'm just keepin it real yo', and sometimes I cuss both verbally and in my mind
    so...
    It ain't like I don't pray, repent and ask for forgiveness
    and not a day goes by, most of the time, that I don't speak to God.
    I talk the talk, and try my best to keep walkin the walk
    but sometimes I stagger and fall cause the flesh gets the best of me
    especially during the weak points of my celibacy
    so I find myself writing intimate poetry
    to relieve myself of sexual heat but aye, that's just me
    that's my release therapy... and let me clear up one last thing
    When I say I'm christian, I'm not sayin I speak in tongue
    and that I shout and go crazy wit the holyghost
    I don't randomly take out a bible and start ackin like an exorcist
    whenever I'm in the midst of a bunch of unholy folks
    I mean if you drink you drink, if you smoke you smoke, if you cuss you cuss, if
    you use it or sell it, hey do what you do
    I'ma keep doin me, I just hope you're straight when Jesus comes back for his
    people
    and LAST but not LEAST, when I say I'm christian
    Rest assured I'm still human, cause the only thing that makes me different
    is the light that I have that always seems to shine.
    I'm just a regular guy tryna find
    what it is that God made me to do in life,
    I'm just a simple sinner... if I was perfect... why would I BE a christian, why
    would I need God?
    I'd be too good for it and since I'm NOT, THAT my friend is WHY... I'm a
    christian







  • Abby Apathy. on March 13
    your page is beautiful and hypnotic. i am glad i stumbled across it.

    Abby
  • poetryality : I Love Your Avatar on February 29
    Toussaint L'Ouverture! A warrior against slavery. LOVE IT! I once portrayed a teenage girl who had a crush on L'Ouverture from books she read in the library. One of the characters lines, as she stood to her feet and held up an imaginary sword; " by overtrown me you have killed only the trunk of the tree of liberty of the black people, it will grow back by the roots cause they are deep and numerous." That was L'Ouverture.


    I love You ♥

    Mom

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