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Alisha
F/Canada Life is short; you may as well give it a try.
When you fall for love It doesn’t always fall for you. The boy next door, I hover by the window seel hoping to catch his eye And his eyes interlock with mine. I didn't know the first glance would be the start of it all. The closer I get to him the further I fall into his trance A trance that makes me think we have a chance. His presence overwhelms me, His elan has embodied me. All I want is for this to be everlasting The love is like no other The adventure is filled with color The sky is bluer and my heart is full The boy next door, I didn’t know that after the first glance my heart would be yours.
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May 7, 2021
May 7, 2021 at 11:19 AM UTC
The Boy Next Door
I am scared to feel for him. For love is followed by heartbreak And heartbreak by fear. The cycle of love. What a dreadful thing.
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Feb 7, 2021
Feb 7, 2021 at 2:21 AM UTC
The cycle
You were bought at a price A covenant has been made. All our father asked for was glorification to his name. He shed his blood His body was raised He awaits our arrival at the gateway. Yet we waiver, we defile him and fall to the ways of the unclean. Why does one reject he who fell to his knees? Let it be known, You were bought at a price The word is the vindication of such cost.
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Jan 26, 2021
Jan 26, 2021 at 10:02 PM UTC
The price
I have found myself 6 feet deep. I hear the pattering of rain flow down my windowpane My senses are amplified “Drip, drop” “Tic, Tac, Tic, Tac” I try to gather my thoughts, yet all I hear are mumbles, whispers, and sniffles. Water drizzles down my cheek and I am unable to speak. Trying my best to be okay, when my mind is floating away Into the sky, I fly “up up and away” As I break into tears my sanity is in disarray. The Lord is calling on my spirit, Yet, I can't get through this barricade My burden is light yet my heart is heavy Why won't the enemy let go of me? My mind is a part of this made-up tragedy. I am now 5 feet deep 5 feet under, my smile has been plundered I can’t hear my father through this thunder Through this storm, every step I take, I get dragged down some more. All hope is gone, The shackles have bounded me and now I am on my Knees. Is this the end for me? 4 Feet under, I’ve started to wake up from my slumber Thoughts on repeat, yet there’s one I keep Why does the Lord keep saving me? What does he want from me? 3 feet under, Tick, tock, tick, tock As the clock strikes 12, my heart begins to swell It overflows with desolation, despair, and hope. Belief, belief that death bounds me no more. Trust, trust that the enemy can’t stop me. But, am I ready to leave this safe zone, Where it’s familiar? For it’s all I’ve known. 2 feet deep 2 feet left, soon I will rest. I am overjoyed yet doubt lingers in my soul. Yet I know Elohim will help me for see my goal. 1 foot deep, No feet left. Jehovah Rapha I have made it!
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Jan 22, 2021
Jan 22, 2021 at 10:51 PM UTC
Deep End
I have found myself 6 feet deep. I hear the pattering of rain flow down my windowpane My senses are amplified “Drip, drop” “Tic, Tac, Tic, Tac” I try to gather my thoughts, yet all I hear are mumbles, whispers, and sniffles. Water drizzles down my cheek and I am unable to speak. Trying my best to be okay, when my mind is floating away Into the sky, I fly “up up and away” As I break into tears my sanity is in disarray. The Lord is calling on my spirit, Yet, I can't get through this barricade My burden is light yet my heart is heavy Why won't the enemy let go of me? My mind is a part of this made-up tragedy. I am now 5 feet deep 5 feet under, my smile has been plundered I can’t hear my father through this thunder Through this storm, every step I take, I get dragged down some more. All hope is gone, The shackles have bounded me and now I am on my Knees. Is this the end for me? 4 Feet under, I’ve started to wake up from my slumber Thoughts on repeat, yet there’s one I keep Why does the Lord keep saving me? What does he want from me? 3 feet under, Tick, tock, tick, tock As the clock strikes 12, my heart begins to swell It overflows with desolation, despair, and hope. Belief, belief that death bounds me no more. Trust, trust that the enemy can’t stop me. But, am I ready to leave this safe zone, Where it’s familiar? For it’s all I’ve known. 2 feet deep 2 feet left, soon I will rest. I am overjoyed yet doubt lingers in my soul. Yet I know Elohim will help me for see my goal. 1 foot deep, No feet left. Jehovah Rapha I have made it!
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