destiny-diadem
American
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Cover the emotions you wear on your sleeve
So they won't detect your pain.
But hold firmly to what you believe
And flourish like flowers with rain.
They want to cut out your tongue.
They want to extract and burn your eyes.
But don't panic, turn and run.
Only resist their bags of lies.
Promise to protect your tongue.
And remember to correctly perceive.
But don't panic, turn and run
With your emotions dangling from your sleeve.
Jul 21, 2013
Jul 21, 2013 at 11:06 AM UTC
You've worn me out
Until I'm leaning like the letter Z,
Trying to find support
From the ground
Or from anything that's around
Just so you can be like an oak tree.
I've carried you.
I've supported you.
And as the bright eye in the sky begins to close, And the night descends upon us like warm peace, You peel me off your feet
And leave me exhausted
And alone.
Then we continue again tomorrow.
Jul 7, 2013
Jul 7, 2013 at 12:27 PM UTC
I'm placing my love for you in a
Crystal clear bottle
With a red cork.
Bottled up just for you
And gently releasing it from my brown fingers
Until it splashes into the bright blue ocean.
Then it can be free to make its journey to you.
The waves and wind will wash
This bottle of my love upon the soft shore of your heart.
Bottled up just for you.
My love, the most precious essence I possess,
That I freely release into the cool ocean,
Knowing that angels will keep it safe with their black wings
Until my love arrives at the midnight shore of your heart.
Sincerely,
Destiny
July 1, 2013
Jul 1, 2013
Jul 1, 2013 at 11:25 AM UTC
The moment we made that memorable
Exodus from her sacred womb,
The veil of suspicion floated from their eyes
And draped our lives like a burden.
Then we have to spend the rest of our days
Trying to rip the veil of suspicion from our souls
In vain.
When they see us, we are marked
Because of their fear.
They hate us, fear us, and aim to control us.
Why?
Why do you despise the blackest of God's divine creation
But pursue dark, insignificant objects?
You're even intimated by the tiniest of our sons,
Hunting them to slaughter them like immoral doctrines.
I feel sorry for you,
The ones who fear us but idolize us.
I feel sorry for you,
The ones who despise us yet envy us.
I feel sorry for you
Along with the ones who are totally sightless,
Unaware of the systematic wickedness
That begins soon after our memorable Exodus
From mother Africa's womb.
Jun 29, 2013
Jun 29, 2013 at 2:03 PM UTC
Steams rose from the red ***
Like angelic dancers
Dressed in gray and white,
Twirling,
And he silently stirred the red ***
Stirring with that silvery spoon,
Stirring slowly.
Finally she realized he, the devil,
Was stirring her pain,
Stirring her anger,
Just stirring her life
Into a bitter ***
And she became exhausted
In that heated red ***
That was filled with blazing anger,
Bitter herb, and battered emotions.
He silently stirred her like unseasoned meat
In a steaming ***
Until she lost her flavor.
Then she remembered to pray.
And faith rescued her from the heat,
Imprinting healing in her heart.
Now she is forever flavored with the love of God.
Copyright 2012
Destiny Diadem
Apr 24, 2013
Apr 24, 2013 at 10:17 PM UTC
Once again
Her integrity-
Like a mirror-
Shattered
On the clean floor
And her punctured hope is
Bleeding from the
Broken pieces
But this time
She really cares
Copyright 2012
Destiny Diadem
Apr 20, 2013
Apr 20, 2013 at 8:58 PM UTC
He keeps asking me if I love him.
And he makes it seem as if
He really needs my love.
But deep in the back door of his heart,
Where the grass is hiding from the sun,
And where the rusty clock is hanging from a broken wall,
I believe the ticking in the clock fell asleep,
And he has stopped loving me.
Copyright 2012
Destiny Diadem
Apr 6, 2013
Apr 6, 2013 at 10:33 PM UTC
If you extend your loving hand
To give a warm gift,
You will receive a handful
Of fire that will be
Tossed in your face.
You will burn for being
Sympathetic.
You will suffer
For picking the rose petal of
Love to present to another.
Embrace the betrayal
Because that is the price
Of a great life.
Expect nothing from that person
After doing
What is right.
That is the price of a great
Life.
Copyright 2012
Apr 4, 2013
Apr 4, 2013 at 9:16 PM UTC
Lost,
Tripping over myself.
Confused,
Entangled by unfulfilled dreams.
Lost inside of me.
Lost by the roadside.
Just wondering if...
Just hoping that...
I'm just falling all over
The broken promises at my feet.
But I will use those broken pieces
To dig holes in the darkness
Until light shines through.
Mar 26, 2013
Mar 26, 2013 at 7:13 PM UTC
Piano dancing in black and white
Drum and stick in a fight
Lights standing like angels against the night
And the saints twirled like daisies in white
Guitar looking like a dancer leaning
The music kissed every heart with meaning
The dusty ***** choked while screaming
And the saints' spirits started dreaming
Imperfect people giving God praise
Imperfect worship with hands raised
The church, their guide in the maze
As they serve God all their days
Mar 25, 2013
Mar 25, 2013 at 11:12 AM UTC