jaye-bennett
American
I am a Christian college student who uses poetry as an outlet for prayer and to vent emotion. / / Many close friends of mine are either in the Armed Forces or Veterans. It's not easy when those you hold dear are far away, but God gives strength (: I hope some people with find encouragement in what I have written during times of separation. / / I am proud of my family and friends who have made the vow to serve our country. God Bless America.
War has never left your veins
Infantryman you are born to fight
Yet what is a war without just cause
Determining the course of your life
Wages the battle of God's will and destiny
Against what may seem impossible
This war as already been won, verdict given
Your heart has a home in the hands of God
Let Him join it to the purpose He created it for
Destined for a solo purpose to glorify Yahewh
Show forth His power and unfathomable mercy
And proclamation of the Gospel of Jesus the Christ
Oct 21, 2013
Oct 21, 2013 at 11:08 PM UTC
Stunning art, once a charm to behold, t'was found trashed upon the floor
The viewer wept at the scene for it was a beautiful thing
"None was like it! Such delicate elegance, perfection of craftsmanship!"
The pieces where gathered and left in a heap
To throw them away simply could not be done
The door. Shut.
An unseen visitor slips in to find the piece in a pile of dirt
"Ah ha! Now here is something I can work with and make a new!"
Quickly all shards were sought out and found
Glass replaces the crystal heap while the visitor leaves
Lock. Is turned.
The liquid crystal has gone though fire more pure then before
It bends and flows into stunning a form, cuts like diamonds appear
"Finer then the original!" exclaimed the mysterious Visitor
The room had been left vacant for several days
Doors had been left open to show the newest of arts
The master comes in to find his crystal and stands in shock
For his eyes behold the impossible
In front of the crystal was this note
*"I am the Master Artist who throws out naught
Each piece is original
Each piece is redeemed
Each piece is made new"*
Dec 19, 2012
Dec 19, 2012 at 3:04 AM UTC
I might be a diamond in the rough
Or a panel of shattered glass
Pace yourself from getting gruff
Or you’ll tare my lace to shreds
I’ve welcomed you into my soul
No earthy being has known me as well
When gentle you healed my wounds
Distance yourself and a knife rips my heart
I had nearly given up dreams once shared
Till new distance caused new ephanitic birth
Now I may know you not
Though able to learn to love you afresh
I beg you look upon me with trust
Remember the past with a learning eye
Do not fall back into boyhood again
I am now able to move on up or out
I have written these words after hours
Attempting to thinking outside this box
It is your call now
Adventure is summoning me to life anew
I might be a diamond in the rough
Or shards of broken glass
You can help me become whole again
If you care to lend a helping hand
Dec 3, 2012
Dec 3, 2012 at 11:06 PM UTC
Tears have fallen as stars from the sky
Destruction of human self with each meteorite
Truth prods this soul once led by a lie
Dares to question causing pain making it aright
My everything saw my error nearly to late
Suicidal thoughts are no relief nor thought of end
Mighty lies tie and bind to quick a rate yet
Sent me to thy Savior did my lover an' friend
Breaking free from chains that choked life
Running from the beach to Tower upon the Rock
Backlashes come yet I remain unmoved
Rock of Ages has become my Eternal Salvation
Written about a year ago
Published 11/27/2012 During similar emotional circumstances
Nov 27, 2012
Nov 27, 2012 at 10:39 PM UTC
Vacant. Empty. Twisted. Lacking.
Chills shoot though my body filling the cracks whatever is left
Let go of the Meaning of LIFE and one is lost
Worried. Angered. Freaked. Spinning.
Words jotted down upon an empty page to show giving proof to rage
Reality is no kind reminder in correction of humanness
Stupidity. Irony. Pathetic. Foolish.
These eyes have absorbed from the outside world all which is meaningless
Vibrant life left behind to retrieve if one is wise
Hope. Love. Joy. Peace.
Never take the God-given gifts taken for granted or hard ways shall teach
Throw them aside as ******* and despair will find what's left
Trash. Pathetic. Waste. Shameful.
Such trash is how I perceive some to view my vehemency
No integrity do they see in what these eyes hold scared
Purity. Integrity. Honesty. Valiancy.
Which spring from the soul and mind diluted from ones first breath in the flesh
Access to God diluted from what cannot be achieved
Sovereignty. Omniscience. Omnipresent. Agape.
Witness madness for what God has been met first hand is just in righteousness
Full of grace and mercy to those who Seek Him
Loving. Wise. Holy. Eternal.
To those Who serve Him He gives of Himself correcting those He loves
Comfort is naught promised for character is His measure
Sanctification. Tried. True. Loyalty.
Purifying His people through teaching His ways is the foremost goal
As choice gold refined and proved accordingly
Oct 8, 2011
Oct 8, 2011 at 10:24 PM UTC
Quick pace across the room
Worry spreads angry lines from eye to eye
Jaw tight, eyes intense, hands clenched
Like a lioness about to unleash furry
Heartfelt pain from times before, nonexistent
Swept by the strongest of tides, absorbed by love
Distantly follows via lines on a page, words scattered
Like a grenade, explosive, unheeded yet written
Reasons of physical tenseness are valid
A portion of life is falling to the ground
Yet life finds a strong one, as a Tulip Tree
Roots spreading deep watered by love
Breathe child rest in the unfailing arms
Concerns are known by the Maker of Heaven
For times such as this you were born
Like a flower midst a tramped battle field
Grow unmoving through storms and fear
Changing times and shaken souls you heed not
Like a house build the very foundation of the earth
Shall your soul be upon the Father’s Word
Apr 8, 2011
Apr 8, 2011 at 4:59 PM UTC
What is a memory?
A touch of love
A run in the rain
While tears freely fall
Giving freedom to burdens hidden from prying eyes
A gentle breeze
A wisp pulling at hair
Pulling as if strings on a kite giving height
Dreams anew springs hope riding upon eagle wings
A dance under stars
A glowing moon
Worship in adoration
Maker of all giving wind to sails during majestic night
A relationship
An understanding
Between two people or more
Family bound by worship of Yahweh Maker of all
Mar 11, 2011
Mar 11, 2011 at 1:36 PM UTC
The hiding of something from more than his eye
The parent’s dismay another is gaining her heart
The grievance would be theirs to find it soon taken
The difficulty being in sorrow & to be free as a lark
The parent’s suspicions of his adoration for another
The ample words of warning she hears while he’s away
The testing of dedication as if they've done this before
The strength from God His will presiding casing out fear
The first time she has given of herself to another
The prayer is for it to be his last God’s will be done
The hearts of all are centered on the calling of the Father
The desire of the lovers is to serve Him by the other’s side
The one she loves the one whose side she has walked by
The only human his heart has seen in such a way
The scales are off their eyes faults fully known
The perfectly imperfect one whose heart calls home
Feb 22, 2011
Feb 22, 2011 at 12:50 PM UTC
Who knows God's weird and beautiful ways?
I love the suspense of His journey's that lie ahead!
I have learned to be ready to let go at all costs..
Strive to strengthen the inner man of the spirit,
And love God first above all else.
For If God is the one I love,
Then it is through His unconditional love I love others,
And this heart of flesh will not get torn.
I have hurt others hearts before,
Have no intentions on doing so again.
But I can't help it when God calls me one way,
And the other refuses to let go.
Because it was not through God's love,
That they cared for me.
Feb 19, 2011
Feb 19, 2011 at 5:07 PM UTC
I knew a boy, who became a man
Overnight it seemed, so unreal and surreal
The face became strong, actions honest and true
Words became wise, strength in his vanes
One of honor respect, integrity truth and charity
I knew a boy, who is now a man
Learned to love in purity, with God in his soul
Set sail on the harshest sea, knowing not the tide
To find a place in the world, is now his desire
Steps of surety towards a goal, a man of men
I knew a boy, who became a man
Helpful hand in times of need, a listening ear
Not taking for granted the wind, nor following its whim
Eye’s set on God, the eternal reward of His Own
Ay a man worth knowing, a man worth loving
I knew a boy, who is now a man
Feb 17, 2011
Feb 17, 2011 at 4:07 PM UTC