I'm always falling for girls who are arrows shot through the hearts of prodigal sons.
You've been in my head for days.
I've been clinging to your later
Like a shipwrecked sailor
Clings to the shattered bow
As the ocean tries to swallow him whole.
You swallowed me whole,
And you barely even opened your mouth;
Just wide enough for me to taste honey
And see stars that have been three nights creating haloes around my drunken head.
But you'll only hold my hand in the shadows;
You'll only ask me how I am if you know the answer will be
I've got you under my skin
But you're under it, girl.
You're seven layers deep,
And suddenly you're rushing through my bloodstream
And filling my body with a five-dime dream
That is only of your face.
Everyone knows that web of red veins
All lead back to the heart.
So I'm putting up fences
But leaving gaps between the posts
So when you’ve circulated my system
and I can feel you tingling electricity in every one of my cells
It’ll look like the bars I’ve put up were to keep you out
But really the space between was to let you in.
I’ll be shining a light so bright that maybe you’ll grow powdered wings
and flutter towards me like a moth who can’t ignore the flame for even one more second.
You’re more like a butterfly though.
When I look at you I see every colour;
I see grace and beauty, and in your voice I hear a melody so sweet it makes me wonder
whether you’re a girl,
Or if maybe you’re a songbird.
Maybe you build a new nest every night
From twigs and feathers and broken hearts.
You showed me a cutting of your old boyfriend’s hair
That you keep in your wallet
Because you dream of recreating him.
I thought if I knew how I’d make an army of this boy for you,
I’d carve his face from limestone
And give him blossoms for eyes
But I’d give him my lips,
So that when you kissed him I’d taste you.
And it’s not like I’d make you,
But inside my head we’re every day making each other laugh;
We’re every day running through dappled fields,
Calling each other’s names,
Smelling each other’s hair.
It’s the sweetest thing.
That’s all I really want to say
Is that you make me smile and dream,
And sometimes I’m looking at your face
For just a bit longer than you’re looking at mine,
And in the half-light I think,
Isn’t she beautiful.
You Jehovah designed my heart inside
Its like a beating locket of your love ,
Give me , a night ,a blessing for me to
See the stars in the skies that shines so
Bright on me ,
That would be a blessing of your love
For me to keep in my little locket for me
To keep of peace , and a handful of
Stars Just to let me see how deep is your
Love you have given me ,
That flows its life into the fuel chambers
Of my soul.
You examined a membrane fitting cells of peace,
that circulate love through the movements
Residing the body’s pavement.
New life , and a healing of the scares that I held
Of long ago ; You touched my heart and held the
Cut's and made the old pain to go away ;
You pictured sweetness into my heart and showed
Me your loving way to walk to easy my soul ,
All of the memorial lights this body of entirely
That gallops at my heart just like a locket of your
Love that I hold that beats in side of me.
Your love is all I ever need.
at least I can count that
as i slid it in for the first time
i love you
i was confused.
she was confused.
(relieved, yet confused)
i did not mean it.
it just seemed right.
in hindsight we should have waited.
thought more intensely on our actions.
(my car had been very cramped)
we should have waited for a bed.
Other people have written parts of the story for me.
I'm done with trying to write it myself
as it is always met with remarks and disappointment, rejection.
Time to close the book.
I've met some amazing people, and read even more amazing poems.
It's been a nice run, but I'm done. Thank you everyone who has followed, liked, and commented on my poems. I appreciate every single one!
Bye guys and happy writing!
We are to watch the Throne...
Not stand by as pagans throw rocks at the Throne..
Talking bout there's no church for the wild
But last time I check it was for the sick and spiritually shut down..
Those with no self control..
Those that don't know their role..
Those that have gained the world but at the sake of losing their souls
Followers aligned with the Rock of Ages...
How dare I pledge allegiance to a country yet along a Roc nation..
My Christ all white everything..
No spot no wrinkle all white wedding scene..
Every time a soul says Yes the heavens sing
Do we really understand this heaven thing..
I am talking no sin..
Peace no need for protection
No violence..no need for a weapon..
One body no racial selection..
Christ is the way to acceptance.
Hell is the place for those that reject him..
Do we really understand this hell thing.
Flesh burns fumes of sulfur dioxide
Thirsty no existence of hydroxide
Feel pain like death but cannot die..
Like swallowing a grenade destruction of your insides..
Heaven and Hell two completely different places..
Different thrones ..
Bliss versus eternal pain
Taking hollow tips to the dome .
Over and over again
An eternal spin cycle of torment..
We all are created with a purpose but it lays dormant..
Its sleep imagine purpose snoring..
Christ the alarm clock imagine purpose soaring . .
To some this poem is boring..
Its not about me or you, its about Gods glory...
Now I speak truth no stories.
God loves me he gives out the authority
So if I die today ..
With my footprints erased..
God creates everything I can surely be replaced..
I cling to Heaven.. Reject Hell ..
Live on earth
Walking with God..
You know there's two births..
With him two life's
Through Christ the only true right.
Watch the throne day and night..
I trust Faith and question my sight
I would do
To be loved.
I would jump
And ask how high.
I would change
However you like.
I can be quiet
I can be loud
I can be funny
I can be serious.
I could wear makeup
I could go bare.
Change my clothes
Cut my hair.
I really would do anything for you
Unfortunately it means I have a hard time
Learning to be me.