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I am a religious man from a small island in the Caribbean. Faith, love, hope and goodwill are my greatest possessions. My hope is as strong as the faith and the love that I have.
and to think for a minute that your corpse will bid you farewell– it’s a tragedy for some, but a mercy unto others.i can only pray that the taste of my death will be sweet,
I am your sinful slave, I follow the path Walking along the way you paved Not waiting till the aftermath wanting to be saved
Tired. Exhaustion I seek to be retired Where did it come from Starting when I first came to the planet Beginning of my life
When I ponder about life's existence, I have patience rather than vanity In the American experience- USA, with gloat, loses sanity; Grasping this entire world of disorder,
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.
I am a terrible person I am selfish Arrogant Dishonest Lazy Prideful I ha
Lipstick stains on a collar,Wine stains on her Sunday best,They teach it’s the blood of her LordSo she counts herself as blessed.
Scripture and verses like a wildfire emmerses me, pulls me in and curses all the things trying to come against me What am I saying? I mean it's a guide don't wander
Up and down my eyes search for words on the street waiting for inspiration to strike. How long will it take, maybe a lifetime. but the words come more clear and bring me closer to the lights.
365 days have came and went Another year of time well spent 2017 was one to remember
trembling fingers reach out for a comfort. a sign. a moment of raw and pure vulnerability that leaves you with a sense of freedom.
Dear III, I fell for you, Blind. You were something new, Something different, And I felt something I'd never felt. I wasn't supposed to. We were headed down separate roads
Out of familiarity, I got up on the Sunday morning.The gospel playedAnd momma's voice yearnedTo get me out of bed and take me to my father's houseA child on the inside,
I've never seen you But I guess that doesn't mean you're not there It's just that people don't really have a clue I mean about you They use you to scare They say they preach your name
Lord, thank You for this day that I get to breathe to laugh to love to.. live what more can I say? Can I love You for the moments when I fell apart broken torn done
She creeps down dark halls that Time has left, deserted, to echoed whispers. The cold, stone-smooth floors, trod on by countless ancients, could tell kings' secrets.
I hear the clamorFrom behind the door.I hear the shouting,The racket, the roar. I long to silenceThe voices outside,And the strength inside meSays, “God will provide.” They fight and argue;They can’t get along;It’s like they’ve forgotten You,When
Promised Land it was midnight on a windswept friday, early july, when i realized that my entire nation was a hand-me-down, a last-minute
Do you ever say thank you to Him? "God i just had the best the day, thank you again." I'm not saying I believe , I'm not saying there's an ounce of Christian in me .
Everyone shares, but not everyone cares. Poor child putting her heart out for the vultures.Just for a stroke of approval.Why?Because society says approval is needed. Human nature says approval is needed.
I read a pamphlet that asked if religion is dying, it's almost dead.Religion may be gone forever in just a couple of decades ahead.Religion is important to me because it's what America needs.
I won't pledge allegiance to the United States flag, I only pledge allegiance to God.Some people may think that is stupid, ridiculous and odd.
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
My all, my life I am healed by his stripes He poured his love all around me Led me to his kingdom people Now I am free No longer a slave to this world, but a servant to him
All I need is my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ to be with me for he gives me life and brings me peace.
As the world lay in ruin, I asked myself,"Did it Pass?" Did the horrible war that forced us to conform,Did the preachers whom to God they're sworn,Did the witches,Died of execution form? Is it past,The reign of terror?The fog through which is uncl
Memorable Medallion Hail Mary. Bearing a lily, St. Gabriel does not tarry With expostulation and adoration Of the Blessed Virgin.
“I love you,” she said. But you are all teeth and angles. Your mouth tastes of burning blood, however, you swallow the bitter substance. Wings brush the treetops behind you, their eyes quivering.
I walked to the river My bones weary and worn Hoping for some sign That my Savior left me. The valley sighed and the wind grew wings
Bite it; savor it; devour me whole. Sisters in spirit, now sisters in blood and anguish. Lift the weight of prophecy clogging my throat and taste the divine between my teeth. Bear the agony pulsing underneath my skin.
I am Immortal You say, And yet, you know nothing. Your feeble mind could never grasp The eternity of my existence.
God. He is the vivid flame in a dark that shows the way, An all-forgiving master, That sustains my life. His breath fills my lungs. Without Him, the world goes on worthlessly whirling around.
My anger a tsunami rushed straight to you Love into hatred as I scream and cry up to the sky you tore away a piece of me as I begged you to let me go too
The almighty Jehovah is my Master, he is the one who I serve.He has my love and obedience and that is what he deserves.If loving God is wrong, I don't want to be right.He is my best friend, I praise him day and night.
I am A gay Catholic A gay Catholic You say? Can you please Explain? What’s there To even explain I’m Catholic And I’m gay But they don’t
Rain on me, why don't you world Break my heart and give me peril Falling rain, like teardrops from my eyes Soak me in tragedy and pain Take it back, you can't
i am a puppet, that longs to be free all of these strings, pulling on me. je suis une marionnette , avec des rêves de ma propre pourquoi ne pas ces gens me laisser seul ? i am a puppet, with too many masters
God is our hero and I love him.He's our only hope in a world that is so grim.We need God now more than we ever have before.God can save us, he's someone we must not ignore.
Oh, Lord what to do? To catch a bolt of lightning Be a miracle!
A demon from the dark side Is trying to summon you For your not even dressed right In your clothes at night He's watching you as you are lost How will you choose the right path?
Who am I? Can you guess? I walk in places where I am told High up here, among crags and cliffs bold My horns are many, my hooves sharp I heart the shepherd and obey his flock
I drink to the greater being. 81 I feel how this greater being comes, 82
A killer of beasts Thats what I am. A soldier of God. He has chosen me to destroy the Evil. All of the weak; a suffering man. the devil persists, but I am to protect
They asked if I was half full or empty
When I think of you, tears fill my eyes I often wonder why me, that you have entrusted so many gifts within I'm sometimes so afraid to express these gifts But why? When you loved me so to give them to me
Lord sometimes I feel like I'm losing it allAnd my heart is worn and bat
You've brought me back from the point of death, Into your arms of light. I need you more than I can confess,
Lord, save me from my sins
With an abundance of sighs
When I was a child And you were a child, A book was shared With epics compiled. I’ve declared my acceptance Yet, all the while, My fervid mind from adolescence
(Inspired by I Corinthians 13:4) Love is the world’s contradiction. It’s not what they tell you on TV,
Light shines through the darkness, and keeps the world alive, but some light cannot penetrate the dark that dwells inside. That requires a different light, the one that He provides.
Blue paint drips from her sneakers, dancing along to purple rain she covers the scratches the scrapes from her crown of thorns. senseless noise fills her head, his calling is heard as a whisper
I know that wide is the path And I know narrow is the way But now the road is so dark And I just can't shine today This is a road that I don't know But I can't bring myself to say
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.
"Sometimes they come out so gay, they're
Ratchet up, Above the exponentially farthest stars Because there is floating heaven without a location. The only True God, He is whom I vomit words about,
One hundred forty-four thousand is the number of the elect. What exactly does that mean and how does God select? Put your mind on the things of God, then you'll understand.
Freedom. Who said we have freedom? The Declaration of Independence? All that is, is a signed piece of paper.
I’m having thoughts, of bitterness and hate I don’t know why! Why won’t they go away? I’m hearing voices of death all around me
Void and tart I have the blackest of hearts Very well, I play my part I am the Empty Man
I am not a victim of discrimination.
Oh Yes, oh yes, that is me, The kid whom You made free. When people shall come hither,
I want my faith to be like a tree, Standing straight and tall and strong, Always growing. I want my faith to be like a fire,
I'll send a prayer up to the stars And leave the rest to their keeper, And perhaps he'll teach me to dance
My dream begin as a powerful solder at the hands of God battling through the fire.
God, I just want to know your plan. I want to be able to count the number of setbacks I will have on my fingers. I want to know if my heart will still have to endure more pain. I want to know if I'll get divorced too.
I live in the dark,
In the beginning I'm granted with life. How can this be? I'm blessed with a soul that lasts for all eternity There's a being that watches over me His existence is a mystery
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
I wander through this life Not knowing what will come next It is a worry we all experience But be assured that the one true Creator looks over you With a guiding hand that will never leave you
There is a darkness and overwhelming burden that looms overhead Its many faces taunt me Its voice tries to discourage me But my weapon is the trust I have in the Lord
Falter as you may, through life's many trials, Rest assured you are held steady By a greater force--someone, something, who has loved us from the very beginning to the very end of our days Lost as you may be,
In times of trial, when you can barely stand To walk among the inhabitants of the desacrated land When the numbing pain of hopelessness threatens to take you down,
What is faith if you feel a little skeptical? Surrounded by Christians your whole life. Now your mind is doing opposite verticals. Pressured to believe in something i don't even see.
why do you base your thought and feelings on a book written hundreds of years ago by the men who you don't even pray to why do you judge others when judge not lest ye be judged
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
These adversities take their toll From the pieces of my broken soul Each pain takes a little more Leaving my dependent heart sore I question how this plan was lain Why I always end up slain
I try to move on the the future, and forget about my past, I don't' wanna waste my life away so fast, you say i have a heart so strong, so everything I have done wasn't all wrong? I have made my mistakes, So I try to forget about the pointless he
They took me as prisoner And locked me away All the while I shouted, QUE VIVA, CRISTO REY! The guards confronted me with anger They knew I would not be swayed Because even more, I proclaimed,
The dark one tells me I deserve this pain.I desire punishment, for it is just.
You know, A long time ago I wanted to be a rapper.
I can’t stop these tears From running down my face My heart is filled with hurt From trying to endure this race
Her Lord the man in her life ain't got time for her picking up a knife For some punk ass nigga tryna lay for a night, then leave like vampire scared of sunlight.
This healer, he produces words of wisdom His power is to reach into my soul and squeeze. He raises me up into his kingdom and brings me down upon my knees.
I praise God for the freedom I have in His Son, The Alpha, the Omega, The Redeeming One Who has made me as free as can be! From the abuse of my sin I have been reclaimed
Looking left and right, what is going on in all of these peoples’ lives? There are people of all ages; teens, grandparents, husbands and wives. Some people are crawled up into a ball, crying their eyes out.
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
Broken and drained, I’m vacant inside.The hurt I couldn’t handle overflowed to a knife
Lord of the Heavens calm my heart Because it cannot have what it wants Calm the sometimes emptiness if the heart Calm the worry and the despair Alas! Oh Lord! Do not leaves us now!
Where will I be When He comes for me? In a park, in a pool, In my bed, in my school? When He's here, Will I have fear? What will I say, "Hi, how are You today?"
(poems go here) Let Him Be By: Kayla Logan 5/31/12 Wait and see God says to me, But I want answers, I often plea. Even though God knows best, I often want the solutions to the test.
(poems go here) A Wish From the Heart By Kayla Logan Star light, Star bright, First star I see tonight. I wish I may, I wish I might Have the wish I wish tonight.
Life is a race in which we all must run Some waste their strides on pointless bliss and worldly fun Others burdened down by the pressure of the race Can't seem to rise again and take their winning place
I’ve been around for a while Taking on the good and bad The sun and the rain Both beating down upon my frame This is one of the reasons why I pray
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
As I walk down this dark and dead meadow, A flower snares my eyes. Captive by it's beauty, I kneel before it, And pray.
You help me when I’m in need, and desperate. I can feel you there with me when nobody else is around and I’m crippling in on myself, lost and alone, streaks of salty water
In God we trust to carry us and to assure that all our worries will turn out fine Never have a slight doubt inside your mind, because God is the greatest of all time
Mirror, mirror on the wall, who are they that flaunt these halls? Hypnotizing eyes, and power hungry souls… …no one knows the pain and loneliness their hearts never told.
I am a liar skilled in the ways of manipulation like star constellations, I connect the dots, thoughts leading to rotten deeds committed in secret. And to you It’s a pretty picture in the sky
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.
Jeremy Fruechting, a faithful friend to those who know him, was commissioned on an challenging task, creating life on a dead campus. That blessed man looked as others labored, but they did not have the Lord,
My journey starts here But , where do I go? High hopes here and there But , where do I go? This test is like a show But , where do I go? Options weighing high and low But , where do I go?
I was a fragment, an atom, a piece Of many broken pieces Metaphorically speaking my soul was leaking constantly seeking my life’s purpose, I’m quiet but a woman of my word