Poems from TruthTellerVi
I want to write good poetry, lyrical powerful poetry about God. So whatever I write that is lyrical, powerful and moving--Does NOT come from me, but from Him. I take no credit other than that my fingers typed it.
I'm accumulated of amalglation of breaking points
That I would ever be ashamed
To write the glories of your name,
Because they seem boring...
We're all the rap-chattle of the world
The odds and ends of broken finger bones
and type-cast surfaces.
Men and women from every walk of...
If I had six seconds to speak to you
Only six, mind
The words I had would not be enough
But here goes, gotta try.
I hate how women walk...
I've got six sources of dreaming, clear
The words all tumble bright, and fear
Is choking cloaking, smogging roping
Round my throat and...
I lost myself inside my head-space
No mind palace up here.
I went a-wandering inside myself.
And I tell you, its been years...
Since all of...