Blessed
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My life is full
because what I have
Came in gifts of 2
A double gift
My God gave me
To make my dreams come true
My God is great
He blessed my life
One evening in July
I am blessed
B-L-E-S-S-E-D
Blessed to be free
To be able to see
to drink warm tea
As the light hit my face
I embraced it
Although it was a gloomy day
I was still thankful
I have so much
Much more than other children in 3rd world countries
I have food, clothes, shelter
How now brown cow?
Do you wear your crown when they hate your brown?
How now when no one is around?
Do you still frown? Still feel down?
Neglected? Unheard?
Like your voice don’t sound?
Share with me this moment.
As we lock hands, we take flight.
As we lock hands, we take control.
If only for this moment we share a fate.
If only for this moment we share a fate.
We are children of God
Yes! God is our Dad
We are siblings of Jesus
From our sins, He frees us
We are loved and cared for by God
Dear me,
Why do you downplay yourself so? Why is it you don't hold your self up higher?
You are better than this. Your life truly matters. No one can say no if or buts about you.
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
I am alive.
I eat, I breathe, I sleep.
Constantly checking my phone,
Facebook notifications from an ex that doesn't deserve my time,
but I give it to him anyway,
cause' I am alive.
Blessed with the gift of freedom
We’re constantly at war with an idea
The idea of being true to ourselves and to each other
I sit, looking out, seeing PEOPLE, PLACES MOMENTS
My God who has given me strength,given me courage, and given me wisdom.My weakness is no more than an imaginationwhen my God has given me all I need. Blossoms of memories and bouquets of lovedelivered to me from loved ones.And so much gracedeliv
To the woman who loved me long before I was born,
To the woman who held my heart long before it had formed,
To the woman who was left sleepless from dusk until dawn,
With weakness upon weakness for nine months long,
I am thankful for the rude person who steals my parking spot making me park far away
I'm thankful for a car problem forcing me to walk to work
Because this shows me I CAN walk.
Nostalgia has become part of my personality,
Really, I don't mind.
I dig up old memories
it's a revelation to rewind
Because though my eyes are the same shade of brown they were 365 days ago
God has given me the will and the skill to greet the day
I wake up joyful He has given me a way to greet the day
He helps me overcome every barrier He is my carrier
This is how I greet the day
Today is the day
The rest of my life begins.
God has blessed me
With the ability to see today.
It is my day to
Right my wrongs.
As the sun rises over the mountians,
I too must rise.
I greet the day with sleep clouded eyes,
And tangled bed head.
Even so, I look forward to each day.
Every day is a blessing,
At 12:49 in the morning, I am asking myself why I write. Why do I write songs? Why do I write essays? Why do I write letters to my loved ones?
At 12:52, I am answering;
I am allowed. I am able.
Two things I can't deal with A broken heart and a new addiction The man I loved abused my trust And at the moment I got zannies in my system I'm just a young female trying to make it In a world where if we don't got it we're going to take it The
Without even trying
Your gaze is stripping
the fortress i've built around my heart
brick by devastating brick
but for some reason
I don't mind
for some reason
I love it
You don't know my story, you just know my name.
So dont even try to play me, you can't even phase. sway me, dont even try to shake me.
All we own
All we want
We forget
What we got
This stuff
Not worth a penny
It’s all loss
See the reality
You can take my money
Take my stuff
Here I am happy and healthy as I should be
Thanking you for each and everyday
But back then I was lost
Too lost to find my way home
Struggling to stay strong
My whole world collapsed
to drink is good; good for the soul,
though only if, you lack self control.
imagine this; picture it quick;
you've drunk until you're not quite sick,
I am blessed in many ways,
God blessed me with wonderful parents,
God blessed me with beautiful children,
Come up with a poem of you, they say.
Who are you? What should we know?
To begin with -- I am a simply intricate girl of 18,
with the future on my mind
and a reminiscent heart.
My soul resides at home,
How can I say Im flawless
When the world tries to make me feel less
How can I say I'm smart
When Im not on top of the honor roll charts
The world tries to tear me down
How can I say Im flawless
When the world tries to make me feel less
How can I say I'm smart
When Im not on top of the honor roll charts
The world tries to tear me down
After 23 years, the eyes seen so much,
trying to keep up in life, but its always in a rush.
High School flew by, Undergrad did too,
struggling to get by, while my bank account gave me the blues.
She's a different type of girl,
under all that founation, eyeliner and blush,
you may think she's an open book but oh how she keeps things at a hush!
Thanksgiving is a time to share
A time to care
A time to spend with family
A time to have cheer
A time for football
A time for turkey, mashed potatoes, and cranberry sauce
For pumpkin pie and no goodbyes
Air, trees, and shelter
Hair, weed, and nectar
Material things versus Minor needs
which will benefit
the most when you breathe
seems as if the consequence is not acknowledged
until someone bleeds
What do I look like in a room of others thinking, thinking out of this world?
No one even notices me, I past by and I get a glance if I'm lucky
I feel gold though,
Why do I feel so alone
yet I steadily push people away
I say what I feel at the moment
yet don't mean what I say
in my heart
But my world is ripping apart
from everywhere and everything
The Silence Before The Storm,
Flip of the coin at midfield.
The brotherhood that will form,
A machine man can not build.
From the first whistles blow,
Everyone chanting in the crowd.
What is it that gets me going?
Get the blood rushing and my brain flowing
Imagination running superspeed
Many ideas formulating future a masterpiece
Inspired much by nature and others but it is I that will lead
Summer is over but not all fun is goneits time to start art projects and get them done!thinking outside of the boxits almost a way of getting
H
This last year
of highschool time,
the best friends i've met
in all my life line
On this graduation day
on this last cheer,
we will laugh and have fun
until the sun sets here
Music is the melody to my soul
It helps me stay in control
Oh the bright sun takes a toll
The night sky is my song
Yet it is not so long
I love to write and think
It makes my heart sync
Bang, Pow, Wham
Limbs hitting punching bags at all different angles.
Rainbow colored belts are everywhere.
The homeless seem mistreated
And neglected
I went undercover to see what people would think of me living on the streets
Minute after minute I would hold my cup up high asking for spare change
I've been called strange
And maybe deranged
Because my views on school aren’t the same
When August rolls around-
I cheer!
Hip-hip-hooray for the new school year!
Oh, no, you too?
Four score and seven years ago
This blasted class began.
I have a dream that
One day the learning will end.
I dream of a different world,
One conceived in liberty--
Or at least freedom from homework!
A guy who is afraid to express his opinion
But has quite a clear vision
How can he overcome this hinderance
Without seeming a bit insolent
One day the answer will be found
But for now he sits tied and bound
It's a careful process
romantic even,
when you pull off the wrapper
of a Crispy Chicken Asiago Ranch Sandwich
from the Wendy's Dollar Menu
For them
It is a he, a him
For me,
She is
Everything
That i wish I could be
Her passion
riveting and delightful
her empathy
Being a military kid can be a real drag sometimes. You move more than the average teen. Last year I moved to and went to public school.
She is what struck my heart in the first place. She knows how to make me laugh and smile. She knows the cure for my sadness. She is all I need to uplift me in my time of need.
Math is not easy
It makes me queasy
The kids in my class quickly fix that
Sitting in the middle of all these guys
It is hard not to disguise the laughter in my eyes
They crack jokes back and forth
Smoke in mirrors, to the sick minded that's clear
Clear as crystal...
The thoughts of ending life with a pistol
You will see a un-lit room.
Inside that room you can see someone.
That person is trying to find the light switch.
The person thinks they have found it.
Motivation starts to rise within this person.
Sometimes I envy those
Those stick skinny creatures
Some call goddesses
Humans, not felines
Who walk the cat walk
They have two faces,
But one body
Click, flash, print
Blessed is the man that do not walk in the counsel of the unGody,
nor stand in the way of sinners,
Everyday is a living day
As i see people come and go by
For some people is tragedy
For some others is heaven
Twenty-two seven,
Wandering in the streets
Writing my life on these sheets
When I think about it all, it really brings tears to my eyes
The relief of no longer hearing my soul cry.
For once, I feel as though the burdens of life have lifted
and my destiny and dreams have once shifted.
I don't think birds realize how blessed they are.
They are born with wings:
the very instrument that so many humans crave.
Yes,
it is true,
we have legs.
Her EYES
Blue as the ocean
Peaceful as the morning breeze
And when a secret is amidst. They close slightly in curiosity, peering through my scalp, demanding to know what’s on my mind
Love.
It comes in many forms.
The love a parent has for their child.
Instant.
The love a dog has for its master.
Unconditional.
The love a sibling has for another.
Growing.
We gather around to enjoy this feast
What a delight to deliver this beast
As delicious and sweet enter our mouths
While so much joy surrounds my house
Laughter and cheer, no poppy has caused
A love is something that should cause no tears
I had my share of hopeless sighs and yet
I'm free of care without a cause to fear
Its better to wait...
Better to wait because you keep your heart and mind safe.
Its better to wait...
So that your love it doesn't become tainted.
Its better to wait...
I may not thank you everyday for the many things you provide,
But I am very grateful for the blessings.
In times of struggle, you have always been there.
And even now, you're right by my side.
You make me strong.
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
The UnderDog: What I Do,
If You Were To Find Out,
It Could Possibly Kill You!
Only Started Out Afew Months Ago,
But Now I'm Sitting Back Watching My Cash Flow.
People Screaming My Name,
Love is such a simple word
However the power behind it can put a person in a whirl
I can never say I knew love
Nor the powers it contained
I Am Self-Discipline. Brilliance. Dedication.
I Am Beautiful. Young. Emancipated.
I Am Success. I Am Blessed.
Grew up with only one image in my eyes, "I will never make it". It was even worse soon as I heard that my best friend, my mother was taken.
I am so Blessed words can't cant even express.
I am Blessed, because I am able to read and write.
I am Blessed, because I have been given a chance.
I am Blessed, because I am taking advantage of oppurtunities.
I love you.
I can’t believe that you for some crazy reason love me too.
I just wanted to write this to say thank you
Thank you for what you’ve done in my life
And what you did on that cross.
Nothing has been more real then the life I've been blessed with
Haven't needed love nor a mother to confess with
Heaven, Lord, Angels long nights I have slept with
I was born in Maoming
to the sounds of sirens and in the midst of yellow smoke,
I’d imagine.
I was blessed.
I could have died nine minutes into my life.
Or before I took in my first polluted breath.
I see the light of day.
I see my fathers face.
I seen my friends today and last Friday.
I hear my moms voice.
I hear the thoughts in my head.
I hear my nephew playing with his toys.
I've been blessed.
Parents willing to live poorly if that means an education for me.
Parents willing to brush toilets if that means an education for me.
Yet, you, the one with the PhD, can't provide.
Life.
Wrap me up in it.
Feed me it by spoon.
Or drown me in it.
Just, leave me to submerge.
I'll be fine.
Just...Let me be.
Let me live.
I'm under lock and key,
Never have two words uttered hurt me more
Than when I heard them say, "bless you"
Words that held me more than I deserved
Whispering in my ear with spurn and commune
I have placed this pen in a behemothic, spherical object,
Where it is not required to nest in the area it was assigned to,
But it has the option to wander around,
And perform what it desires.
I write to escape, to embody myself in a world free of space and time where my pen can't keep up with my mind as I overflow with rhyme expressing my love, expressing my life.
I write to release,
I write to not feel.
I write to express feelings that I know are real.
I write when I'm confused,
I write when I'm alone,
I write when there's no one but myself at home.
Why I write
The externalization of my internal fight
My words take flight
What I convey not always a delight
The emotions are real,
Flashing before your eyes
Masquerading in my desguise
I used to be depressed
And at times I even desired death
My feelings were strong and extreme
It was the consequence
Of trials and times
That clearly took a toll on me
I record dreams.Not because I believe they are full of meaning,But because they were something I experienced,And I don't like to forget,That which I have experienced.
Why I write
is simply so
when my words sprout wings
and take off into my soul
my mind and spirit
filled with dismay
writing is the ticket
as I take on the soul train
Why I write
I believe that in order for someone to truly develop and mature
they must invest in themselves.
In order to invest in themselves they must recognize what type of person he or she is
Poetry is more than words
put together in rhymes and stanzas.
It’s more than a couplet
Or even iambic pentameter.
To me it iss utter expression.
A way to scream and shout
limit of limitations are limitless when i script dreams onto a blank page filled with ideas just awaiting to happen. The thought that no one or nothing could say that im wrong.
I realize that my voice is a litte preturbed
When did I become so disturbed
People read me like a girl on a mission
Writing was just a part of me missing
I let all go when I had my chance
I’m blessed,
So I don’t know why I worry.
God has given me eternal life in heaven.
I’m blessed to be alive.
Blessed to have a beautiful family.
So grateful to have a home,
Blessed forever,
Stressed but not forever.
Living to get to eternal.
He’s my own the one who will
Never leave me alone.
He loves me
Continuously blessing me
Holding on to me
Never let me go,
Wings churching, brilliant orange light,
the unsettled monarch now leaps into flight.
first one beat then two beats, then three and then four,
as the king of the butterflies sets out to explore.
Some strive to be different
But I strive to be me.
They say that it's easy
But, some will never see.
They don't know my struggle, they don't know my pain.
After years of practice, patience, and pain
Six thousand years
Religion is still here
A god still questioned
A book full of lessons
The future is planned
By a very great man
Over time I have learned
The reason I have yearned
Lets talk about Christ he is the way, he is the truth, he is the light
all three in one the Holy Spirit, and the Father, and the Son
so everybody i hope you listenin' if your not in Christ i know your missin'
Watching the sunset
And I began to feel empty, ...
tortured and drained and even a bit of envy.
Tears well in my eyes
And I can no longer control
these emotions that have been put on hold.
Near death experience
never again do I want to encounter
Foolish was I,
putting our lives
confronting the eyes of the Reaper.
