Jordan Zuniga

Joined March 2018

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Aspiring christian creative writer creating pieces to provoke thought and give God and Lord Jesus Christ the glory! God bless and I hope you’re doing well!

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Times to pass, yet the same.
Sun to rise, sun to set, Neither mourn, nor to fret, In your arms, comforted there, Under your tender care. Sure to be.
By Jordan Zuniga4 years ago in Poets
Simple moments
My heart is both greatful and thankful for such moments with you. Days, have a way of taking a toll on us as we go about our day to day activities.
By Jordan Zuniga4 years ago in Poets
The debate club.
The slam of hammer thundered twice as the disdain of disagreement and the cheers of approval raged in the hallway. "Gentleman! Our very freedoms and liberties are threatened by the imposing of such restrictions! We cannot continue to linger amidst neutrality! We must act and we must act decisively!" a Young Man declared. "You're not wrong in that our ability to freely express and articulate as we please is under the crossfires of political aspirants! Those who would seek power by any means and all means regardless of the rights that they trample! But I ask you: Is there no hope for a more peaceful resolution? Is there no way we can negotiate with those so that we may at the very least, state our case, Johnny?" another Man suggested.
By Jordan Zuniga4 years ago in Fiction
Poking fun at.
Such moments are better spent with you. Those simple acts that bring joy to my heart, With the sharing of drink and conversation.
By Jordan Zuniga4 years ago in Poets
The heart of the matter.
It is the heart, that all matters begin. The very inspiration towards all pursuits, And the desire to proceed with anything at all.
By Jordan Zuniga4 years ago in Poets
A speculation to begin.
Where it begins and how it begins, Is not by mere chance, Neither coincidence, nor pure luck. The events that where, are the groundwork,
By Jordan Zuniga4 years ago in Poets
The origins of the ancient conflict.
Despite the passing of the elder days, and all that had been accomplished thus far, the reign of dragon fire still lingered over the edge of the abyss.
By Jordan Zuniga4 years ago in Poets
The good morning text.
Before I go about this day, For every task in either way, Where eyes are weary and so distraught, With all we've learned and taught,
By Jordan Zuniga4 years ago in Poets
Your presence
Constant beat, heart to know, Let such love then surely flow, Dancing fire, swaying flame, Oil poured, sure to glow, My life never again, the same.
By Jordan Zuniga4 years ago in Poets
I will always have you.
As you stride forward in your journey, Through the brighter days ahead, Under the radiant sunlight, With a sure uplifted head,
By Jordan Zuniga4 years ago in Poets
Morning on the beach.
Rise upon the break of day, There to stay, don't dismay, Gentle touch, scent of air, Bold and there to dare. Journey forward upon the land,
By Jordan Zuniga4 years ago in Poets
On that dreadful night, of Halloween.
The day light would pass upon the night, Where the moon rises to claim her keep, The sound of the wolves howl at dusk, While the mourners come to weep!
By Jordan Zuniga4 years ago in Poets

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Times to pass, yet the same.

Simple moments

The debate club.

Poking fun at.

The heart of the matter.

A speculation to begin.

The origins of the ancient conflict.

The good morning text.

Your presence

I will always have you.

Morning on the beach.

On that dreadful night, of Halloween.

Stories (449)