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How can you love me so when all I do is turn away
and turn my back unto your ways when I should really just be
living like you do? But how do I do
what you call me to?
I kneel beneath the weeping willow,
Its tendrils brushing my bowed head.
The ground is soddened with my tears,
As I contemplate the final bed.
At the foot of the cross, she kneels,
Her heart, a storm of love, reveals.
With every tear, a prayer she sends,
For mercy, grace, and love to mend.
Beneath the cross, the world stands still,
A mother’s heart, a void to fill.
Her tears, like rivers, flow with grace,
As she beholds her son’s dear face.
Alpha and Omega, Beginning and End,
In You, our lives, our souls transcend,
The Author of creation's song,
In Your embrace, we belong.
When I say, “I am a Christian”I’m not shouting, “I’ve been saved!”I’m whispering, “I get lost sometimesThat’s why I chose this way”
God give me the serenity I do not deserve.
A luxury bought with the blood of those who came before me.
Give me the peace that comes from a privilege I did nothing to earn.
And tell me I am loved
First: Jesus loves you. Even if he is the only man who does at the moment.
Two: your sexuality and your religion are not mutually exclusive and don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.
Guide me now my gentle Father,
Hold me in Your clasping wings.
Please fastly keep me,
Hidden deeply,
Deep beneath Your folding wings.
Being a human being is to love everyone
Don’t get confused about being a Christian
Who is to be a Super Being, a great Human
Black,
White.
Muslim,
Christian.
Rich,
Poor.
We are covered in labels,
And drowning in sterotypes.
We can't break free,
From the painful lies.
My skin is white,
Unable to find the term: Christian witch
a contridiction
story of my life
I am both
and for beleving in my God I feel other witches have a harrd time teaching me
You command faithfulness
You command leadership
You command peculiarness
You command preparedness
You give friendship
You give love
You give forgiveness
You give endurance
Shoved to his knees
a crown out of thorns, making sure to squeeze
And all you hear are Loud screams
You want to help, your heart begins to race
What is it like to be a Brown, Indigenous Christian
It’s build that wall or you can’t be conservative
Their judgement is normative
To be a democrat you can’t have your own opinions
What will it look like?
What will it be like?
When my world turns out like you planned
When will I get there?
Feels like I’m nowhere
My dreams are like dust in my hand
- Stanza 1: Son
Hello?
Who are you?
You are me.
But I'm not.
I mean I'm what their I's want me to be.
I am who they are.
And they are who I am.
But now I look at the I AM,
Always looking out but never looking in
The sound of planes pass by
Wondering how it feels to feel air on my skin
Dear God:
Why was I born with a heart condition?
Why did you let my parents’ divorce when I was at the ripe age of two?
Why did you allow me to trust so much that I was easily misled as a child?
A Melody on the Strings of Life
Dicey strings loom ahead on that enormous stage,
I tremble, terrified of onlooking eyes.
Piscine pissed upon, I think to myself,
My hear shattered
the day I walked
out of your house.
The sixteen months
I spent with you
was gone forever.
Mother, queen, ancient one. She who gave birth to the son. Draped with the sky and a crown of stars upon your head. Your love and light chase away pain and dread. You lay beside me on my bed.
God’s wonders inspire me
All of his creations
From the dainty leaves, to the fluffy clouds
From the strong gusts of wind, to the green grass
It’s all around us
Health was
Failing,
Falling,
Losing.
Spirit was
Depressed,
Distressed,
Low.
I couldn't
See
The light
Ahead,
Though I
Had
It is much easier to take a hand that's offered
A hand that has suffered
A hand like your own
No two hands are perfectly aligned,
But all hands are signed
Whether calloused, raw, or bruised,
As a daughter of the King,
I know I am more than
a number that magically knows my
flaws, imperfections, strengths, desires
and dreams.
I know I am more than
the sterotypical,
I'm a lot like Cain,
That is, I don’t think about
The consequences of my actions. I don't know
What they’ll be
Until they happen. I
It’s not only the darkness of dreams I struggle through with strife,but also the blinding light of life. What is there to lean on when all things are flawed and unstable,to wake me from nightmares when I am unable. Through the deep caves of thoug
Whether she blamed him or he blames sheThe fall was always meant to be.The gift of knowledge,Forever blessed,Born from the woman’s mess.Yes it is she, sheWho stole the apple from the tree,
cross my heart and hope to breathe / suck the air into my lungs like a promise broken / like wind in the air singing hymns across a desolate plain / and wish for something different or better or nothing at all / because this is my story and our st
Sophia full of wisdom and grace. The sun radiates from her face. Beneath her feet the moon does lay. A crown of seven stars upon her head, resting, do they stay. In the beginning, you hovered over the face of the earth.
Sometimes it helps to pause a sec
To bow my head and genuflect
To slow my breath and just reflect
On the sins of mortal men
Sometimes I laugh until I cry
We’re doomed to cry until we die
“More than that, we rejoice in our sufferings, knowing that suffering produces endurance, and endurance produces character, and character produces hope, and hope does not put us to shame, because God's love has been poured into our hearts through
Focus Misdirected
They won’t like me
they don’t care
they look upon my person
and see nothing
as if I am not there.
The fear of rejection
Anxiety.
It’s always been there,
Lurking in the depths.
Have I learned how to rid it?
Not yet.
But as a person who has beliefs of what there is above,
I have put my fears to faith
I
“I hear that when God closes a door
he must open a window.”
Sister Louise did not respond to my joke.
She was unmoved from her post
at the window,
as if waiting for God
to emerge from the rain
How is it?
That after so long of waiting.
Asking.
I would recieve this gift,
And forget.
How can it be?
That after feeling complete peace.
Love.
I am self-sufficient
I am the ying to my yang
I do not need a man to heal me
But I do need him, when the time comes
To understand that I am already whole
And not in the way that the ocean is
From the Heavens, You Have Fallen
Were you leaping across growing mountains?
Or swimming in the cytoplasm of a cell?
Perhaps you were drinking from the milky way.
From the heavens, you fell,
This is not a war story
but one of victory.
I can hear the freedom bells ring
and my heart sings
because once I was a captive now liberated by the King.
But that’s just the thing
I wasn’t always free.
The Irony in this Nation
How a color
A sound
Can trigger someone’s mind to hate
The accusations and discrimination that holds a great sense of problem in this white nation
I am a Christian
I'm Saved, Free, I'm Redeemed
I am a Redeemed Christian
The Lord Jesus is my ultimate model
Where on the cross
His sacred precious blood was shed
I feel like
I'm drowning.
Lord, I need you.
Be my life jacket.
Keep me afloat.
Reach into the raging waters
And take me by the hand.
Oh my God, Oh my God, to you I applaud. You are One who truly isn't a fraud.
You've saved me and paced me, so in life I don't become hasty and crazy.
To You I owe everything, because without You I wouldn't have Angel's wings.
Gone too far from your glory. Often believed in my own story. Day by day, my path began to darken. Involved in all the wrong deals. Soon, I began to realize what I had sacrificed. God, I need your grace. Openly I accept you with obedience. On ever
This pain that built up inside me,
The screaming that shook me to my core.
Took ahold of what i could see,
Till I didn't know what was what anymore.
And there you were being you,
We call ourselves Christians
In truth, it's just another instance where we fight to not get left behind
We actually don't care
We sometimes go there as a routine we have to take care
Where is the better birth of a servant?
The mouth of a beast, the waves of the sea
or the bend of a mother's heart beat?
Swimming through the sewage of salvating fluid,
Who can see the Lord?
Our creator invisible.
Like the winds only heard
Once the light has been revealed to you
it is inescapable
you open your eyes and there it is
filing into you
but you still blink
I AM GOD
Here
To show you
It is my Will
FOR
The enemy to win
And
Allow destruction
Without a war for your soul.
Never would I
Save you from what you think is normal.
We were freaks
Clowns and ringleaders
Dwarfs and bearded ladies.
We were oddities created by a society
That didn’t accept curiosities.
He rose, and faught, and saved the world.
But first He had to die.
three days,
He stayed,
there in the grave
and met Death eye to eye.
When I began my journey, I wore a dress of white.
It dazzled and became me well,
It sparkled in the sunlight.
When looking for the best reflective surface,
One needs to be careful.
You have to be very particular,
You’re the sweetest melody playing within. The thumpy-thump in the midst of my heart. The soothing, mellow tune lulling me to sleep While I lie quietly, still, listening in the dark.
i swear the shadows take me,
just like i swear that i am fine.
i swear that i am hopeless
but i swear that i am trying
i swear to lift my head up
when others push it down
i swear i know my place
When life is routineSame old-school,Busy strangles timeto thin strips of meaning,Connections of place and peopleemaciated to shallow smiles;Hiding realities and struggles,and when I spend timewith my GodI bringbubbles and candyfloss,Lies and plati
Can a man forget his sins
Or shall they plague him all his life?
Will he fight their mem'ry forever
In a secret war of strife?
light came from the window
and fell on my arm
the other day
it felt a lot like you
warming me from the inside out
wrapping me in peace and contentment
I watch the world pass by
Black man,
I see the sulk in your eyes,
The wrinkles, the bags of countless years of work,
Trying to race ahead through the obstacles,
She was blowing just one candle of the cake
, but the ancient serpent wasn't having it.
He had seen the mark,
the anointing and power bestowed on her.
Driving home.
Went straight instead of left and
ended up at the dock
facing that water
running under and out from me to the foot of the colossal mountain
What is lust?
It’s a mouthpiece through which the enemy uses to speak
For me, it was a preliminary point of view through which I would come to view the world differently
Small babe crying,
Father's denying
Her very existence
While Mother is sighing
Is this love?
She develops in uncertainty
Basking in apathy
The result of a broken home.
Because I love You,
I abandon my own glorification
Because I love You,
I bow myself down in humble submission
Because I love You,
You were only sitting
about
two or three rows
ahead of me,
but it was still
close enough
for me to tell
What do you seeHe asksI see smileswith eyes that hold something deep inside(why dress in scarlett, oh devestated one; why adorn yourself with jewels and makeup?)what do you hearI hear soft, soundless cries
I’ve been here before. I’ve fought this war, but here I am once more.
I feel crushed under the weightof it all.Feeling so small. Feeling like my back is against the wall.
I.
Forgive me, father, for I have sinned
II.
Fluorescent lights contrast dawn
the Sun has yet to break
What does my soul want?
You see if my soul wants something...
The very thing that makes me, me...
If it's crying out for something…
Agape, i'm sorry
i didn't understand
that when God said, "love everyone"
he meant even when a man loves a man.
Agape, I'm sorry
i didn't comprehend
i believed what others told me..
I’ve heard you say,“I want a man of God who leads, loves, and stays.” But you won’t follow him when he tries to lead you the right wayinstead you take lead and lead him astray. You seduce him with sinand see it as a win. Don’t tell me you want a B
Love thy neighbor
Love thy brothers and sisters
Believer in Him or not
One cannot deny, Love thy neighbor
To love thy neighbor
To love thy brothers and sisters
One must open their hearts
Born into you,
Cant escape you,
There's no use running
I cant even hide from you;
Who convinces me
that I'm not worthy,
Who tells me
I can't do anything,
Who's love toward me
I didn't think my heart could break anymore over you,
But here I am wondering what to do
Because every thought of you
Rips another piece away
And every time I try to pray
I have no idea what to say.
Three hundred and sixty-five days ago,
I didn’t see,
I didn’t know.
Now my path seems so much clearer!
Time speeds up,
fate draws nearer.
We don't want to walk with GodWe want God to walk with Us.Like He hasn't given so many reasonsFor us to give in and give up- Our sense of controlBut in reality, by not surrendering,
Just for the tiniest momentI felt the Earthturn under my feet.I'm so small and imperfect moving only because You are leading.I never have felt so tiny or anchored.
Slipping under the guards of yellow tape, that warns "stay away," burying myself into clouds and space. Locked into this haven, reserved only for my soul,
The clock is set back and time is rewound
As I look behind myself and contemplate
I see a girl, chiding - so afraid to be found
Lying beneath an oak in a cowering state
One year gone, another one ahead.
I look back in shock amidst life's dreary dreg.
It's true, I've survived, but have I really thrived?
Ups and downs fill my mind, still through it all I tried,
Why must we feel heartbreak? From where does it come?
I assure you this: It doesn’t come from above
But rather from evil with malicious intent
First pleasure, then pain and spiritual torment
"My God, my feet hurt, ..." she exclaimed"... running back and forth. I feel like my lungsare going to burst."Out of breath and suffering from this curse, predestined on woman that her desire will
You’re making me new
Giving me a new groove.
Wiping clear the past,
Correcting us with Your divine chast.
While the rod de God hurts
As i look into the perfect mirror of liberty, all i see is endless failure and poverty.
I journeyed through the world, overland and overseas. I was born where the sun never sets and never rises. I was purged out into a place, where the heat became my second skin.I went through thick and thin, and I became an African prince.
Welcome
Welcome, a feeling I can never have in my own home
Welcome
A word, meaningless to me because people toss it around with abandon,
Then render it useless, less than great
Akwaaba
Remember to smile. Remember to love
I may not know you, or know exactly what you go through
But know, God will free his people
They can put us in a box
Behind the bars that has the locks
Oh Rose of the Battlefield
Your innocence is seen a victimization
The demons belittle you
"God loves all" The scripture might say this
But you feel like you've been curse since genesis
Oh Rose of the Battlefield
She’s a high school student and her heart has been ripped apart
and now she is looking for a restart
But all people do at church is make fun
so she’s on the run
Written Expression
Stuck.
Brick barriers of muddy membrane.
Imprisoned.
Caged by my thoughts and identity.
Black, young, and Christian.
I didn't know...
that...
It was a crime...
To be real...
So I guess ive been sentenced to life in prison for 1st,2nd, and 3rd degree words that burn your skin because you don't like the truth
Bullets pierce the LGBTQ community
daily.
We saw the life stealing bullets
in Orlando,
but we forgot the spirit breaking bullets
in our words.
My parents taught me about their lives.
Like a tsunami rises from the sea;
death arises out of life;
every being has it's time;
every person the appointed day;
how we die is not our choice;
will we go in joy or strife;
Some days, it feels as though I have an identity
And others, it feels like I’m faking.
I am not a fake or a liar
Am I? What does it mean, the word identity?
I have always struggled to find the meaning
Sitting in a sunlit room,
I ponder how to begin
Words seem to distance themselves
From me after
So long a space
I filled with nothing more than
Wounded doubts
Awake, my soul, awake, Throw off the cloth of ease Try thy own weight and strength Cast off the dust, and reach Arise and stretch Arise and feel Awake, my soul, awake, Chase away the sleep
Problems of mankind are caused by the tongues of men.
You see our tongues could either be a blessing or a help to cause sin
Since the day i was able to understand the real world,
there has been this one man.
He is always here.
He never leaves.
He is one of a kind.
No one can replace him in my heart.
A renegade of cultures past,
A renegade from traditions forgotten,
Holding on to values from the past,
Lessons that lay today, forgotten.
To learn or not to learn
To yearn or not to yearn
To see or not to see
What He could truly do for me
Stranded on a lone island
All there is, a never-ending silent
To think that I am all alone
Hello everyone
My name is Ashley Many middle names Clement
I am 22 years old
And I am one among 10 brothers and sisters
When we thought we were blest,
HE sent us tests.
When we couldn't stay close,
HE arose.
When we were slaves,
HE came to save.
We tried to survie,
hundreds of souls gather round the Flame
their faces away to hide shade from shame
yet one soul searches desperately in hope,
to find one soul's heart not in evil soaked.
Why?
Why were You there? Why were You on the ground in Gethsemane? Why did Your brow sweat blood while praying in agony?
Darkness...that is what I see.
Silence...that is what I hear.
Emptiness...that is what I feel.
All around me, there is nothing: no light, no sound, no objects. I am alone, with nothing, except...
They said I can't live without food, so I told them I live by the bread of life
They said I can't live without water, so I told them I know a well that never runs dry
Father, Son and Holy Spirit
Three in one, our God most high
You have made the stars burning brightly
Looking up, I am swallowed
By Your oh most brilliant sky
Your glorious heavens are so close here
I feel like I've beenSitting on a swingWaiting for someone to push meBut sunset comes
There is a sadness that we feel
When we learn that Santa's not real
This sense of loss feels quite the same
When we grow up and learn true pain
People lie and people kill
People die and yet I still
Memorable Medallion
Hail Mary.
Bearing a lily, St. Gabriel does not tarry
With expostulation and adoration
Of the Blessed Virgin.
The man who saved me If your world is darkIf your eyes are weary and your heart heavy If you feel alone and forgotten If you feel like your mind is an enemy and it attacks you with more ferosity than a starved man whom you've stolen his last penny
Being alone hurts more than you think,
having the waves of constant struggles hitting and causing you to sink.
I heard the constant ringing but chose to go my own way.
Who am I? Is that really the question?
No, that can’t be.
The real question is this:
Who could I be?
Somedays I’m King Arthur, strong and fair
A man of valor sitting in equality’s chair
I can live without food, for he nourishes me.
I need not any money, for to him I do not owe.
I shan’t require a majestic domain, for one already awaits.
OH My Lord my Lord don’t cry
My brothers and sisters do not know any better
My Lord of Lords sheds tears, cascading down unto earth.
My Lord, your tears are like the oil that fills my cup of truth
That's a loaded question,
What can't I live without?
Love? Breath? Bread?
What about life? How could I live without life?
How can I live if I've already died if I don't again receive life?
I’m from frozen dinners,
From doing things just to say I did it,
From war stories by grandpa,
And hospital stories from grandma.
I’m from first minute drama,
And last minute projects,
Longing for hope ,
begging for more rope
to secure my hold ,
with every secret I've ever told
the rope never let's go
I've always been a believer..
I used to believe I needed to be inhebriated
to appreciate the things that he's created.
Horns honking people talking sirens wailing
Temptation swirling i feel so far away from you now
At these times I put my earbuds in and turn my music up blaring
Amazing Awesome Adonai
Author of my life
Author of Eternal Salvation
And one with Jesus Christ
Creator and consuming fire
Spirit of love and peace
Who does not faint and does not tire
What am I if I think of this?
What is this thought of mine?
What was the seed that from this grew
This budding vine of life?
Whose great hand that from we grew?
Whose great lips that give us breath?
I fear that I am a mistake
a mistake of God..
and one day He'll realize it, then I'll disappear.
No one will notice,
no one will care, some may even be relieved..
I am magnetic. I am not just Rachel. Putting my faith in a power greater than anyone. Having courage and being kind. Giving rather than receiving. I am magnetic. Writing songs about my life experiences.
The beauty of creation sings aloud
High praises to the One who reigns above.
From swirling galaxies and nebula
To splendid, sparkling stars in heaven high,
He shows us all His power and His might.
I am...
I am my father's daughter
I am his patience, I am his kind spirit
I am his athlete, I am his social butterfly
I am my mother's daughter
I am her sensitivity, I am her best friend and she is mine
Power and shame, blood and Death
Pumping heart, lungs gasping for breath
Pray, should I do it? Oh, no. Never! Nay!
Please, God help me with this dragon I ever long to slay
The follower that has accepted Christ as his lord and savior
Guided by the helper which he has left behind
To follow in His teachings over which I savor
Blessed by His mercy and in Him I reside
"Beautiful"
It's high praise no matter who you are.
But to just another young fella
Who gets used to his mom calling him "handsome"
Probably because she's obligated to
"Beautiful" is something else
Last week someone told me that I shouldn't speak
Because I was a monster not by design
But by the way I define myself
Because I was found in Christ
They said I wasn't a lover but a liar and a hypocrite
I am no winner
I am a sinner
I'm as good as dead
But a man saved me
And that is why I bow my head
I am a narcissist
Even though I don't want to be
My hand is here
all you have to do is take it
you will have everything you need by just believing in me
This is where I draw the line.
This is my surrender.
I’m all in.
There is no plan B.
I’m a forgiven castaway
Unbroken by this world,
If I were a duckling, the church was my mother.
I folllowed and obeyed to please one another.
I knew not why I'd bother to question,
Why I'd always head my elders instruction.
LIght Shines
Illuminating
Dark Places
once useen
Beauty
is now revealed
in the Lord's
Creation
I never understood the word priority
Is a dancer, writer, or singer really what I want to be?
Can I do this and be a Christian
Or do I have to choose
Why only call on him at midnight?
When your mind feels weak not right
Why not call on him throughout the day?
Like before you become overwhelmed and your skies turn gray
It’s too small of a planet
To say Earth is everything,
To say the stars are there for beauty
And the moon is there for peace.
It’s too great of a world
To say God is false,
I don't need to be baptized to be able to love and serve the Lord.I love our creator and I know that one day Heaven will be my reward.Being baptized is a good thing but to get into Heaven, I don't think it's required.
Ink-smudged hands betray me
Proof that I'm still fighting
My thoughts can be rambunctious
I don't quite know where I am
The Lord is my Sheperd, that means I'm the sheep, i have nowhere to go unless my Lord speaks, My Lord is my Provider, If He provides, I eat,
What is my mission?
How can I inspire?
I want to make a difference, but I’m just so tired.
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Pulchritude
It's not Rod Serling's Twilight Zone; that's not it. It's not the Kardashian's reality show; that's not it.
When life leaves me with an overwhelming day,
I close my eyes and to Him I pray.
I put my trust in Him, for I know Hes there.
5 minutes is all it takes for a stranger to see what a wonderful human being you are, to become captivated by every part of you and they've only begun to scratch the surface, wh
I'm sure most of us are familiar with the term 'Ladies First'. Eve took some and ate, ladies first huh?
Simple and Nice
Is what others see.
A shy little girl;
That's displayed through me.
Quiet and calm;
Like an ocean sea.
You might even hear waves,
If you listen closely.
(A.K.A 'Question')Why praise God, onlyto curse & challenge His namewhen a trial comes?
You are made beautiful in this.
You are made beautiful in this.
My crown of thorns, my hands red with blood.
You are made beautiful in this.
My wounds, my pain, my death.
All this to set you free.
MANSIONS IN HEAVEN THAT IS THE BELIEVERS FUTURE ESTATE,
IT CAN BE YOURS TOO BUT YOU MUST ACCEPT JESUS CHRIST BEORE ITS TOO LATE!
IF NOT ETERNAL DAMNATION WILL FOREVER BE BEFORE YOUR EYES!
I REMEMBER BACK TO A TIME WHEN I WAS SHACKLED WITH THE HEAVY CHAINS
OF SIN,
BUT THEN I ASKED GOD TO FORGIVE ME AND I OPENED UP MY HEART AND INVITED
JESUS IN!
AND THEN THOSE HEAVY CHAINS WERE COMPLETLY LOOSED!
Welcome to western society.
The civilized man.
The one with the answers
The reason we stand
The reason we fight. .
The reason we judge others and assume we are right.
THE BLOOD OF CHRIST REDEEMS ALL NATIONALITIES AND RACES FROM SIN!
MAKING THEM NEW CREATURES NO MATTER OF BACKGROUND OR COLOR OF SKIN!
NO MATTER THE CREED OR RELIGIOUS DENOMINATION,
ALL QUALIFY FOR ETERNAL SALVATION!
IT IS AT THE CROSS THAT IS WHERE YOU'LL FIND,
I PRAY THAT THESE WORDS ECHO IN EACH AND EVERY MIND.
THESE ARE WORDS THAT MUST NOT BE FORGOTTEN!
OUR SALVATION WAS PAID FOR BY THE DEATH OF GODS SON HIS ONLY BEGOTTEN!
I am lifted by the Lord.
Craving GOD'S Holy Word.
Wherein my thoughts often linger.
Searching Scriptures pages,
Quelling this world's rages,
Finding Christ, Salvation's bringer.
WHEN A CHILD IS BORN THE MOTHER CRIES,
TEARS ARE ALSO SHED WHEN A LOVED ONE DIES.
BUT THERE IS A BIG DIFFERENCE BETWEEN THE TWO,
ONE LIFE ENDS ONE STARTS ANEW.
AND SO IT GOES WITH BIBLICAL SALVATION,
Words are definitive in the walk of a Christian
Our words are just as important as our actions in this mission
But two words define our place in Jesus
Declaring whether or not you have the right vision
How could this happen
I thought we were through
my inner being is mortified
We're waiting for you
My demons coo
they threaten to pull me
into the crashing waves
His Love
His love is a candle in the dark of night
For those who need it and follow his word
And those who seek it and follow the light
"You're as happy as a Christian should be."
"Have you ever cursed?"
"You actually know that song!"
Just a few of the daily comments from my peers.
The other me is someone only seen by few,
Someone not as corageous or as sure of what to do.
Inside I'm scared of letting others down,
Scared of rejection or the real me to be found.
Children’s cries calm her pounding heart
Pangs of travail drain from their raw start
At last love manifests in blood-flushed flesh
Spirits sparkle in the commitments made fresh
You began your life with a simple dream...freedom!
A desire to live as you please!
The day you said no to your creator
No! To the very hands that formed you!
You denied your master!
In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth
He saw that it was good so he continued his creation
He created Adam and Eve and gave them all of their worth
Love
A four letter word that we say to one another.
We make it, give it, or take it from one another.
God's greatest commandment was Love.
So why do we abuse it?
I have a dream:That I will love you forever.And by forever,I do not just mean my time in Earth,But also my time In heavenWhen I kneel at your feet,In praise and glory,
So I've created a mission
To spread my decision
To talk about my beliefs about the topic of religion.
A touchy subject, people get defensive,
But it's a result of the way it gets presented.
Lord, do not forsake me.
Take away my homeland.
Take away my pride.
Lord, test me.
Leave me no place to hide.
Remove me of my sins.
Blind my eyes from hatred.
Leave me behind
I write to remind myself that the sun always comes after the night.
My soul bears the teeth-marks of Guilt and Shame.
And in sleepless nights wonders how I got the name
I inhale
lately the oxygen is accompanied
by a dart in my spine
a prick in my mind
The things that make me tick...
Some you'l understand
others you'll get a kick
One thing is double standards:
Girl gets layed - she's a sex hazard
Guy gets layed - he's got swagger
There are many moments in a persons life, but the first moment is birth when one is born into a world that we know nothing about some say it is a beautiful world I say it is
I sit aloneon the ruins of human failure.On a stonemade of the promises broken.Feet underneath me,to stand would be impossible.I weep softlyon the ruins of human failure.
We are fighting a war in which
We already know who wins,
So why do people continue to suffer
And continue to sin?
See there’s this God, my God
Who can completely change your heart.
How can this be the land of the free
It seems more like the land of the slaves
Suggestive thinking rearranging our views controlling us were nothing but sheep to them
Have you ever woke up one day
And looked in the mirror
But this day is different than any other day
From looking in the mirror
Because you see something that wasn't there yesterday
You see potential
Born with a story,
that includes all my woman ancestor's strength
that co-habits with my own.
I stand by what i believe is worth crying over
and fight until bloody knuckles are stinging.
You are an innocent, rare hummingbird;
Constantly fluttering delicate wings-
Not flying, but floating softly unheard,
Taking what you please from what nature brings.
While a man aint answering his phone
Or at 3 in the morning, he still ain't home
His "Christian Woman" is all alone
Asking God "What did I do wrong?"
****I am not bashing other religions but rather providing my reasoning behind choosing the Christian faith. I respect all religions and faiths and believe that everyone should believe in something. This is why I believe in Jesus Christ.
I’m confused.
Like really. I am SO confused and I need some clarification
I see an epidemic that is spreading across the nation.
I feel like world has taken the “Christ” out of Christmas
It started with four words
Let. There. Be. Light.
And so his light shined on the world
No brighter light that’s ever been seen before
A prelude to one of the greatest stories known to man kind
The one and Only God of gods, who gave his only begotten son
That whom so ever believes in him
Shall not perish but live everlasting, Amen.
God isn’t real you say?
Yet he surely is,
Was there ever more a morning in July,
Were a pair embraced
A kiss upon ones cheek, set the boy to fly
M'lord was that love,
Send a sign to assure ones tattered mind,
If so be it
M'lord
I love thee
My passion isn't like any other
My passion is the kind of passion
that doesn't point its finger but its palm
It is the air I breathe; it keeps me calm
therefore I'm not a tick...BOMB
Dreams and Clock Work By Devinn LoVette
Consciously defying my sub-cognitive count down to catatonic, back-breaking autonomy
Sweat silently streaking to the hardwood floor
I’m not allowed
My God is gentle, He is sweet, He is kind
He has given me my body, soul, and mind
Can you see through my eyes?
The pain, the hurt, all around.
Lost people seraching for a purpose that can't be found.
Their shallow laughter creates a mask,
Over the questions they're too afraid to ask.
Society seems in a mess
Mothers cry, while Fathers stress
to be polite is a disgrace
as children mock you to your face
drugs and sex aren't hard to find
it seems as if the worlds gone blind
There's a practical truth in air
The evidence is yet to be seen
Yet none can deny its usage
To soak in its vibrant want
'Cause none can say air needs us but we need air
Its energy carved into my bones
My life is in JesusYeah, a love that can't be comprehendedSharing truth, Jesus Christ's coming!
I brought you into this world I can take you out.
These are familiar words that every black child hears when they act up
The Father, our Father
clenches his jaw and whispers these words into our ears
Peer pressure is crazy!
But only I control me!
So you can’t make me see, anything I didn’t already see.
You say “Go ‘head, try it! It’s not gone hurt!”
But I’ll be the judge of that when you’re six feet in the dirt.
People are sensative, caring and often kind
People are rude, oblivious and even blind
People are people and will act as they please
No suprise considering all the tempations of this world are just a tease
If life were perfect there would be nothing to change
Then on second thought, that makes no sense because "perfect" doesn't mean "the same"
But if that were in fact the case we'd make each moment last
Jesus, Messiah, King of my heart,
My deliverer, my shepherd, my guide through the dark
My strength, my hope, my help when in need
My rock and my salvation, I will follow your lead
I am the strange man.
The man that is a boy.
The boy that is a man.
I play words as a decoy, I refuse to write and wrong
with the same hands.
So I try to write as well as I can.
There once was a world that was darkBut in one girl there was a small light.This girl was able to leave a mark
My raging heart was tortured by my demented flesh
Temptations tried to eat my soul for evil
I was trapped in sin with no more rest
Peace on earth
No matter how much we search for it,
It is no where
We grow weary
Our world is surrounded by evil and emptiness
Lies and suicides
Murders and disasters
So as I type what I did last night don't judge me
Don't judge me because everyone sin and nobody’s perfect
Talking about sin... that's what i committed
My Refuge is in the stars,
where pain lasts as a faint scar;
my past, only folklore,
a long un-opened door.
Crying to You was not what I wanted to do
For You to see me laying on the ground
face down caused sweet shame so I refrained
Some say that the world is a wonderful place
Liars, all of them, the world is a disgrace
A place more tragic and treacherous than its ever been
A world full hate, violence , murder, and much greater sin
Discrimination.
This nation.
No matter the class or station.
Unjust.
Unfair.
How I feel with this load I bear.
Prude.
Jesus Freak.
The labels they stick on me.
Sword bearer
truth wearer
covered in blood like Hanibal but I'm not a cannibal
I'm plannin to animal beats on all the flammable channels
Cant drop me with choppers or pop me with glockers
Resolution
to never be a part of any institution
to cleanse my heart of this pollution
In Christ alone my absolution
because mankind won't provide solutions
Sin
Cloggin my veins
Causing pain in ways I don't feign
to understand
understand me
I know its there
emotional connections lead to sin infections
What do you do when there are no words to expressall the thoughts you've barely fathomed into a conscious
Brazil, Honduras, Mozambique
Languages are so unique
By learning and trying for such a long time
I have gained the knowledge needed to speak
Across oceans I have gone; at first I was meek
I go to school to become smart and get an education,
Not to listen to your secular points of views, and condemnation.
Dear God, give me guidance
Please just take this walk with me
For I've lost sight of you, and the Devil is all I see.
Lord, I'd rather be blind
Than witness nothing other than lies.
Dark, unsure where I was going
scared from not knowing
which way up the stream of life I was rowing
constantly mowning from sickness, my mom is a witness
no money to buy food but plenty to get drunk with
the mirror and the magazine
side by side.
her reflection doesn't look like
the photo on the right.
she wishes she was beautiful
she doesn't even see,
God totally adores her
Your out of line
And God said to get out of line.
Are you too blind?
You are no longer bound
Bound by material things!
Yet tears come to your eyes,
Cause your soul is dyed.
Are we stuck in a lie
Between one love and much hate?
Suppose we give rules a change, maybe then they'll be straight.
Over time we will grow to hate the rules we have changed, but
Who am I?
Am I a hero?
Am I a villain?
A star, a role model, a mother?
Who will I be...
When I venture through the darkest of caves
Will I emerge to see the light?
Who can I be?
Being who you are in this day and time,
is looked on as being original
or being independent.
Throw in the mix of knowing exactly what you want to do in your life,
and knowing where you are going when you die,
Conformity is like a box,
Your as sly as a fox.
You try to sneak in your ways,
This is not a game everyone plays.
Its so serious,
Dont act mysterious.
I have my beleifs as you do yours.
That of my perception’s highest worth,
Things that, when absent, cause me greatest hurt,
The things that I pursued with no relent,
Believing that, when caught, would bring content,
This girl who is she?
What is her means ?
She has been throrugh alot
Alot of things you have never seen.
They say she's jamaican but is that all to her ?
She seems that she has something else to offer.
I feel the gazes
All the sages in the world couldn't take away the problems
The lie they tell
Is only a part of the pie they say sell
When we all fell
We were told that it was what we were all sold into
Don't teach me to be a hypocrite;
Juding people who don't think what I think,
Labelling people who don't do what I do,
Arguing with people who don't believe what I believe.
I am trying my best.
Life’s demands are kicking me around as I reach toward His plan.
I tell myself to breathe.
Anxiety plagues my being as I am looking for a break.
Will relief ever come?
I think so.
I used to believe in 11:11 wishes,
Used to dream of midnight kisses,
I believed in these things and much more,
But all that was in a time long, long, before,
Before the boy ripped at my chest,
I can’t stop these tears
From running down my face
My heart is filled with hurt
From trying to endure this race
If I had taken the other path
Where would I be now?
Many times I have contemplated
The many-faceted image
Of myself,
In a far different place.
If I had chosen darkness instead
I want to sleep...I really do. He's calling just beyond the avenue. Tight curb, love in the low life suburbs. Patiently waiting for me.Sich schminken to hide a brutally gentle tide.
Friend,
I was so shocked when I heard of your fate.
How could something so bad happen to someone so great?
I shed many tears and hugged many friends.
I tried to reason why your life had reached its end.
I don’t write for myself
I don’t often write poetry
Words are use to express emotions
But what happens when the words don’t come?
God.
He sends a message,
a plea,
a vision.
Who shall I praise in my moment of glory
Who shall I praise in my moment of pity
Who shall I praise when I need to be happy
Who shall I praise when I cry like a baby
Who shall I praise when I don't know who to be
Dear Sons and daughters,
Do you know that I love you?
I know that john 3; 16 says that God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten son.
Set a melody in my heart
To sing only for You
Let the harmonies of all nations arise
Just for You, Lord.
He who holds the universe in its place
Holds my heart tonight.
He who makes the heart beat
Escaping from it's place some time ago,
no direction - searching for an unknown soul.
In need of comfort, another person who's unclear.
Looking and looking, and the time comes near.
I sit admiring and smiling
At the little one in my lap.
My precious boy,
My baby,
My son.
Cocooning my beloved babe in my lap
I realize I will do anything,
Be anything, for him.
We are each called to serve the Lord
With many gifts to us He's poured
My gift of poetry
I pray to use
To give light to the world
And light its fuse.
I am a soldier of the cross
With nowhere to turn, my life flashes by. Looking around and nowhere to hide. I know all these faces, and they all know mine. The same faces day after day. They get comfortable with not saying hey. Walking around with nowhere to belong.
Dear Sin,
You beat me down with your temptation
Kill me with my fascination
Tell me I don't need salvation
Your lies have become my fixation
Everything you say is utter fabrication
Creator of Waterfalls
I look up slowly to capture in my vision
the full splendor of the
Bright and powerful cascade.
One, two, three are the lights
in a dark dark place they dared to go.
Go, stop.
Yes, no.
Which voice to listen to
they're so confused.
Prepare for the worst
they decided to go.
We question the gifts that we are given
not realizing the lives that are taken
because of our greed and the seeds that we plant in the minds of our seeds and the hearts of our souls.
Who are we to question Gods plan?
Orange light passes slowly on; as a slow brook passes an even slower traveler on his melancholy way through life.
Never what I am,
always looking for Me,
life follows no plan,
we're tossed in a stormy sea.
We walk on trial,
walk down death row,
while accusations pile,
I am warrior of God
I will always carry my sword by my side
I will constantly sharpen it
I will never accept defeat
With God by my side I will never have to experience defeat
To them, i'm a queen.
Gayly waving my wand, round and round.
Bubbles: each worth a thousand points.
No, a million points.
The source of all power lies in a
Soapy sphere.
I say I love truth,But all I am is lies.It has been this way from my youth,to hide what I am inside.Sometimes you look into my eyes,But all courage in me has died.From dawn until late dusk,
Alone in a world, & silent,Void of voice and speech intent.Wanting to let out and say,But no thoughts to come what may.Having tongue,But no heart to speak…Leaves one in a circumstance, bleak.
You set the mold
Every day consists of pieces of you
Differentiate life lessons and sheer misery
I’m unable to see
That words can mean more than deceit
This can't be all that’s around me
When you awake
Your picture is on my dresser,
You're staring back at me.
I don'know who you are,
But I know you know me.
You were there when I fell,
You picked me up back to my feet,
To hold me in youre arms,
My God, Will never leave me, He will never forsake me. He loves me like no other, He is my Bestfriend, My Father, My World, My Everything.
Birthed by the Earth,
God planted me here.
I've grown not much
throughout these long years.
Roots settled in,
My stalk began to rise.
As a fragile bud, though,
I turned from sunrise.
I prayed and studied and found the key
I shouted and rejoiced in my victory
The enemy has been defeated you see
Christ shed his blood at Calvary
No more worries, No more chains
The flesh surges under my skin
Demanding I be someone other
Demanding I seek my own pleasure
Bow to the whim of father or brother
But certainly I've done everything
I knew how to do.
I'm learning to trust in you,
Never giving up,
Life may bring unfortunate circumstances,
But you are always there for me,
I didn't know what love was,
Until I met you I saw that reality,
Is it enough, God?
To be bought at a price
I can't comprehend
And I don't know why
Is it enough, God?
When I can't meet my own eyes
And even with my debt paid
I can't find my worth
pleading for Your understanding
forgotten is Your control
swinging punches at waves and wind
like the strength I don't have
will come
why send me if You knew I'd fail?
my faith can't see far enough
I know where there's hate, there is love more abundant. So, even though I hear so much of this hate, I know where there's bitter, there also is sweet. It's lasting twice as long, so when there's much wrong, I'll choose the right!
I know where there's hate, there is love more abundant. So, even though I hear so much of this hate, I know where there's bitter, there also is sweet. It's lasting twice as long, so when there's much wrong, I'll choose the right!
I admit I have misbehaved,
Yet your unfailing love is there for me,
True repentance is what you are searching,
Repenting before you is tough,
It is worth it though,
Ten
I tell you of your sin
Nine
The anguish of your Eyes
Eight
Its the thing God hates
Seven
That No good girls go to Heaven
Six
Because no good girls exist.
Five
The Lord is with me during all seasons of life
He is there during life’s spring season,
When my faith is flourishing and growing to something more
He is there during life’s summer season
As I walk the shadows oppress me,
I fight, but if I give in could the shadows ever comfort me?
The light, though blinding, warms me,
But pains sting can startle in unwary warmth,
Lord I exalt You!
How great are Your works all around me!
How is it that a thousand fall at my side and ten thousand at my right hand but I am untouched?
Who am I to be protected so?
Am I so significant in Your eyes??
Lord I am troubled.
But In my shame I won’t lift my eyes up,
Contemptible thoughts run rampant through my mind,
I think, how can I come before him in this state?
I sometimes wish I could see my approaching sin fast enough to say “Get thee behind me satan!”,
But I always miss the chance,
Because by the time I see the sin, satan does his dance from two steps ahead.
You first loved me Lord,
When I was lost and choking in sin, scoffing at the very idea of a savior,
You first loved me,
When I cursed You and shut my eyes to the light,
You first loved me,
Father, You are great and calmed my distraught soul,
I blindly lost sight of You and gave in to an unrighteous righteous anger oh God.
I let satan get the best of me,
Lord I know I was honest in my utterings,
I trust in You oh Lord,
For through You I am more than a conqueror.
I trust in You because every one of Your words is pure,
And You are a shield to all who put their trust in You,
Lord who am I to be sought out by the highest?
I am unable to comprehend Your everlasting love.
What do You have to gain?
You who commands angel armies,
You who is above all else,
God Your word is an all-consuming fire which cannot quelled.
It convicts me and I cannot hold it in.
I must praise You,
I must spread Your word that others may praise You as well,
Lord do we only call to You in our distress?
Do we only long for Your salvation on the brink of destruction?
And when in the midst of our suffering,
And at the height of our tribulation,
You take us under Your wing,
How do you knit a broken heart?
Cause you got me thinking.
That you’re the only reason.
I’m willing to give up my whole world,
Just for the chance to be next to you.
Cause when it’s warm, I’m reminded,
You are calling me to move, further into what You've destined me to do
But I am plagued with unbelief and I remain doubting You
Jesus said it best when He said
“It is finished!”
Pain, Sin, and Strife have all been
Diminished
He carried the cross for our sin and
Shame
He held up our burden so we didn’t
Have to pay
If the pain wasn’t too much to bear…I would tell the world how much I don’t care
My hair’s a joke my job is non-existent… maybe I should go get extensions
When the others shut their eyes, I kept mine open.
I thought about what it would be like to be minuscule, to climb on the statues in church.
I thought about what could happen to make me stop kneeling.
I always knew I was
Could it be? This man beside me -
Battered, bleeding, dying?
Could it be? Amid the rising jeers
This mocking crowd is crying?
Could it be? Though wails surround
Of those recanting in regret?
My Christ,
lord and savior,
reign down on me.
I just wish everyone could see ya!
And the truth to be seen!
How can I show my God,
when all i do is sin.
Ball my life up in a wad,
Temptation, created by the one and only…true abomination
He used to sit at heaven’s gate, before he betrayed our God and sealed his fate
Deceiver of Men, Conjurer of Fools…I’m not scared of you
No evil spirit or demon, for I have the Tools
To take on you all…bring it on, for I stand Tall
Imperfection is easy to see, it is in every one of us…including you and me
How to be perfect then?
It will never happen…not what, not who, not where, not when
So you ask why?
People in this world talk bad about others…I hope they realize we all sisters and brothers
From our Father up in Heaven is where our words should be
Jesus is my hero,
My hope,
My Heavenly Father.
Jesus is my love,
My life,
My Living Water.
Jesus is my passion,
My patience,
My Prince of Peace.
We were not meant to be a people whole.
Our bodies divide humanity’s soul.
We were born broken,
so that the life may pass through us,
so that windy gusts may not topple us.
Pray for the souls lost.
Casualties of life's meandering way.
Let your love rush in and rescue them.
A love that wipes away sin and tears.
That comforts and saves us from our fears.
The Beautiful Torment
Why is our Lord beaten, bruised, and dying,
A whip from death and a whip from heaven
Through the twilight, the crack of the whip rings.
Tears of his children and laughter of men
Jesus said in Matthew 7:14, “Small is the gate and narrow the road that leads to life and only few find it”
Life, many of you may ask what is life?
Is it life to live as you please and follow all of your earthly desires?
Lord how can I last through this tribulation
I’m hurt,
My soul trembles,
My very foundations are shook.
I find my only solace in You oh Lord,
Yet You deign to grant me abundant joy and peace,
When you think of Jesus what do you see?
A man, a son, a human?
To me he is more then a person
A savior more like
A preacher a teacher a friend
But most of all a sacrifice
You are there for me when I am crying,
And in you I console.
You support me in my time of need,
When I require reassurance.
You comfort me in my tragedies,
When I can’t find another friend.
When I go meet God,
I'm gonna have to give myself up to you.
Lose my life,
lose my heart,
lose my soul!
I have been dirty
and broken
and don't deserve your love.
The stress of perfection showed upon my face as I gazed at my reflection, but I wasn't perfect. I had become a master of deception, writing lies in the book of life all to create a false perception.
You gave me life,
my first breath taken was yours first.
You loved me before I knew who I was.
You watched over me while I slept,
Letting peaceful dreams take me to a world not my own.
Now let me start out by saying this…
God made Minute Made...- because in less than a minute, a minute was made..
I got a little bit relaxed with myself when I, weaved only a little bit of his will with a whole lot of my will.
There was a man, like you and me, who born at birth could not see.
His clothes were worn, his hair a mess, laid on the dirt when time to rest.
His food came from a coin plate that he would beg with night and day.
The Words Hit You Like Endless Bullets.
Face Them Head On, Never Give Way To It.
Heard It Once, Heard It Twice.
The Words They Through Out Are Meant For Your Demise.
I'm too young to have a stressed mind
If money wasn't real we would have less crime
Cause of banks we got bodies full of hollow clips
Put the money in the bag and run like a politic
Life ain’t soft I pray in the rough
Accept and suffer unflinchingly, every hardship presented at hand.
Aim to avoid empty, vain, and idle talk, it only leads more into ungodliness.
Whats presented before you is patience, it's unwavering compassion
Man
Lord, can you completely take control of my mind.
I'm tired of wiriness, jealousy, and being filled with strife.
Your presence is at every turn but I continue to slide.
Faith is my way of life the only reality I'm livin
It's not a front for the world, I'm not just simply pretendin
So you can spread your lies and your doubts, but you won't be catching me slippin
My never ending love
To stand by the challenges of your life
The attachment I give to you
The strength I see in you
We're afraid to recognize the faults
So life goes on with its deadly assaults
Getting harder and harder everyday, but suddenly it halts
Because sooner or later we unlock all the vaults
Then sense pours out
I come from love and holy words
I've memorized many lines
I am welcomed by the sound of singing
The songs I've grown-up to know
I'm going through the motions
And I don't know why.
This whole feeling is atrocious
But I can't even hide.
I'm smiling in the physical
But crying all day.
Must be something spiritual
I like the way things are now:
How I can stand at the edge
The sidewalk stopping
Cars flying by, missing everything
Without feeling so tempted to run
To get away
Because where I am now is fine.
When I am sad
When I am scared
When I am Lonely Lord, your always right there
When I'm weak, you make me feel strong
Your right beside me Lord, I'm never alone
And that's why I cry this out
The road is marked with sorrow,
My undeserving hollow
Heart waits for every morning,
When it wakes refreshed from its mourning
As the days go by, God continues to be my teacher...
displaying the strongest of challenges to my eye, like cheering fans on the bleachers...
Red Blood;
Shed!
Purifies Me,
Cleanses Me,
He's No Longer Dead.
Now I'm;
White As Snow!
THE CROSS!
I don't know if I will ever be able to
describe you in the way I truly experience
you.
When I think of you, I lose the words.
I can only feel them. I know you aren't meant
for me.
Sometimes I feel blind, like I cannot see
But the world sees him, and also sees her
The world ignores me, and never sees me
But the world shields them, while I remain blurred.
The King is just, and justly He decrees,
To quell all offense and weigh every deed,
His righteous demands not one of us met.
Alas, under His rage I dwell in threat,
Of utter destruction; Hell opens wide,
Every day in the hallway or when I’m sitting in class,
Someone asks me a question about my religion.
I’m happy to talk about it.
Until the derogatory comments and assumptions slap me in the face.
“My pastor said this…
Encasement of inequity,
Familiarity surrounds.
That likeness, once assuredly,
My heart-strum's fervent pound--
Has dissipated--in a sun,
A thread riveting true;
Where mem'ries come undone,
This world gives me a feeling of starkness
So many places growing with darkness
Setting that place on fire
Cause Lord need for you is dire
It's so dark they're becoming blind
I was once lost,
Unnoticed in the crowd,
Never knew who I was,
But now I am found.
I was floating through the days
Wondering where I would go,
My soul was in a haze
But you brought me home.
What will be revealed?
What will you convey?
Will you proclaim I have followed you and your words,
Both by speaking and by action?
Will you proclaim I have broken your laws,
Used you for self-glory?
I am only human,
I have love that longs to be given
I have pain that longs to be taken
I have courage, but not enough
I have strength, but again not enough
Jesus died on that cross for me
He holds my heart within his hands
Bending, Molding, all to plan
Sometimes it hurts, but he always works.
The black is now out of my heart, leaving a hole for a new start
I feel all empty, sad and alone
This world I live in causes chaos to my soul
I am so thankful Lord, for I know You're someone I can hold.
They shut me down and say He's dead,
But why should I go off of what one man has said.
Classic is just past it
its as real as it gets no plastic
when the sky cracks it all comes down collapesin'
Misconception conception
to get a certain impression
the hard fact the admitting your wrong confession
They say i'm way too young
To find the man that is the one
If i dont find him i'm going to burst
That is why i put my God first
I speared You in the side,
I made You a crown of thorns.
I nailed Your hands to cross,
I spat in Your face and walked away.
Lord! Lord! Why do You still love me?
Your love for me is everlasting, second chances only you are casting
Seeking for love all I got was lust, as time past my heart will rust
Despite my past you are still grasping, unto me while I was still dancing
My strength is gone, so i call upon the name;
The name of He who did healings for the lame.
I think of my life, its worth, it has none;
And if it wasn't for His Blood, I would be undone.
Uncontrollably over analyzing the situation that was in front of me
Only thoughts that was in my mind was about the person that I used to be
Thee ultimate love triangle
They're three in one
We've gat the Father the Spirit and the Son
The book of Life, the crucifixion story, all written before we even begun.
With all the love in the world,
No matter what I can say,
Nothing can ever describe what I feel.
With all my passion for you,
No matter the rhythm or beat,
My heart flutters like no other.
With a new school year, a new start, but friends depart.
And we’ve led our whole lives together, but suddenly we’re taking different paths from each other.
A book of an aunt
Who no longer is here
Turn the pages
Listen
Do you hear them cry?
Torn and worn down but still prized most
This book that is broken
It tells a tale of sleeping beauty and her prince
There is something inside of
each of our
souls-
this desire
for the things
that will destroy
us.
We crave to
behave
in ways that leave
scars.
Watching watching me i know you are there lord
feeling feeling what you are pulling me toward
It seems since iv strayed on this path of my own
youv left me to sit between rock and stone
My heart is tangled
My breath is worn
I can see the coming storm
My thoughts are shallow
My mind is thin
There’s the howling wing
My soul is growing weak
My eyes are looking old
I wrote this a few years back before my confirmation of my faith. Hope you like it!:
Can we go back? Back to the day
that you asked me to take a chance
and I said okay?
Can we take back all the foul words we said,
and the memories we dread?
Lord of the nations
and the power of creation.
With lifted hands we honor thou,
for you swept the sins off our brow.
I get so close,
Then drift away,
I'm only scared of what they'll say,
But in this world,
It matters not,
In a few years,
I'll be forgot,
But in Heaven,
I'll surely be known,
I questioned my intelligence
And life’s depth and relevance
Mom should’ve remained celibate
Or at least used a contraceptive
To give me protection
Against my own conception
It’s got me mentally arrested
Is it giving you the promotion you wanted?
Is it Him letting you see the game on Sunday?
Is it Him giving you a dollar to find?
Perhaps you eating lunch, and not having to pay?
God help me in my walk,
For my steps are stunted by my pain.
I know in You I have true joy,
Even though the world makes me feel shame,
My stunted steps are short,
But You give me strength.
The battle for life, is like this:
Friend against friend until all are lifeless
They never see how they hurt, or whom
Rather, they only See at their doom
Where destruction laughs
And they scream
In the dark, alone, scared.
Can't find anything, any where, no light.
"Where am I, Am I home."
As I speak the words real slow,
Frost fogs up an appearing window.
I look out it and see myself chained up.
