Its easy to forgive the faults and failings of our friends
For love makes it so simple -if some word or deed offends
We try to understand them- for we know the inside out
And if we love them very much we cannot blame or doubt ...
Its just a little harder to forgive an enemy ,or someone who has censured us or done an injury
Its hard to overlook it and be loving,sweet and kind,although we know we've got to,to preserve our peace of mind.....
But to forgive yourself!
why,that's the hardest thing of all
We all do things that we regret,the strongest sometimes fall
We call ourselves all sorts of names ,how angry we can get with self-reproach and worrying and useless,vain regret....
Yet when we whip ourselves like this ,we break our forces down,it robs us of our self-respect,turns smiles into a frown .....
If God forgives us surely there is nothing we can do
We've seen our fault and paid the price and learnt the lesson too....
So banish it this very day and cast it from your heart
Forgive yourself,forgive yourself and make another start.
Nov 16, 2015
Nov 16, 2015 at 4:49 AM UTC
The candlelight flings funny shapeless shadows on the wall
And when I put the candle out the queer moon shadows fall
The sun casts shadows on the lawn when there are trees around
Like strips of blackness painted on the green and shiny ground...
And in the country when a cloud obscures the blazing sun-across the golden fields of corn the dancing shadows run
And so it seems in daily life the shadows come and go
We cannot have the light with out the shadow,this we know.
And so when cares depress you and you cannot see a gleam
Remember shadows are not quite as dark as they may seem.
Nov 16, 2015
Nov 16, 2015 at 4:32 AM UTC
Cut my conscious believing
Feed me to the sharks
But don't give them my heart
Give me peace of mind
Let my soul rest in the clutches of a forbidden dinesty
I'll invite you over
I'll be the perfect host
I'll give you such a good time
You'll be left hanging on the edge
Better not fall!
Watch your step from the very moment you enter.
I do care about you to a certain extent
I have long died
So I've watch your life from a distance
Nothing truly captivating,but you're the perfect specimen
One I can devour
You seem so weak and fragile though
I'll be bold while I indulge in your poor soul
I'm no grim reaper
I'm the perfect host ******
And I just won't enjoy your flesh as much as I'll enjoy your delicate soul.
Oct 2, 2015
Oct 2, 2015 at 3:00 PM UTC
His walks were valiant
That's how he paraded in my mind
A unique specimen,that could only be found on the edge of something sublime
The way the words rolled out of his mouth like dice,and funny enough he always hit a double 6!
He was always armored and ready for lifes bitter-sweet rivals.
But when I dug deep beneath into his soul I found his heart,it was warm
His heart is the one place I had to journey to
I needed to know the source of his strength and greatness!
So he spoke about kissing my delicate flower
I told him those kisses are wicked and he told me. That its the door way to my soul
I couldn't. Fathom why he wanted to enter
And he told me that he needed to find my heart because he needed to know the source of my strength and greatness!
That's what happened when he saw himself in me and further dug deeper,not to know who I was,but to further know who he was!
Aug 2, 2015
Aug 2, 2015 at 5:23 PM UTC
His walks were valiant
That's how he paraded in my mind
A unique specimen,that could only be found on the edge of something sublime
The way the words rolled out of his mouth like dice,and funny enough he always hit a double 6!
He was always armored and ready for lifes bitter-sweet rivals.
But when I dug deep beneath into his soul I found his heart,it was warm
His heart is the one place I had to journey to
I needed to know the source of his strength and greatness!
So he spoke about kissing my delicate flower
I told him those kisses are wicked and he told me. That its the door way to my soul
I couldn't. Fathom why he wanted to enter
And he told me that he needed to find my heart because he needed to know the source of my strength and greatness!
That's what happened when he saw himself in me and further dug deeper,not to know who I was,but to further know who he was!
Aug 2, 2015
Aug 2, 2015 at 5:21 PM UTC
A cruel conviction of lavished emotions gains recognition in me
You awaken it by the words you use to charm my spirit
You channel feelings from deep with in so much so that I have to search for myself in you.
You're old and I'm young,we both have dreams
But you're so good with your words, I can tell you've done this before
And I fall carelessly for you,thinking that you're going to be there to catch me
But like a spider you've woven a web.
Instead of falling into your arms I fell
Victim,to your lies
I come outside,you stand with your woman hands clutched. Nd lips locked,my jaw dropped nd my heart hard knocked but oh well I'm just the girl next door :) none of that matters.
Jul 22, 2015
Jul 22, 2015 at 5:47 PM UTC
A pale fragrance lingers as she thinks back to last night.
The sheets of her bed cry and scream for attention.
Her bed yearns for action as it is succumbed to being shoved into the wall countless times.
Night after night..
But on this night she summons up the explicit scenery planted her in sub-concious mind.
The one thing she's been trying to run away from.
So she comes back to reality and realizes that she's hungry,as she sits in the depths of her despair.
She leaves her apartment.
And the only things comforting her are the soles of her feet, becoz...
when she walks the ground speaks.
She leaves her heart in the dump
Because she knows that it isn't worthy enough for the night.
She has long died on the inside
So she swallows her pride
And Gives the last man a joy ride
Not long after she's found next to the dump on the street side.
Atleast she was left next to her heart :)
Jul 7, 2015
Jul 7, 2015 at 5:59 PM UTC
A grey time to be alive
Clouds in. A glance within in the air
Birds. Mocking! Mocking birds mocking!!
We always trying to translate our actions in an unparalleled dimension
So are the sillhouettes of the waves of our pain
A deep trance we live in when we make human beings our priority
A. Grey time to be alive!
But I don't wana die.
Charcoal skies,prudent. Ceremonies of an. Explicit remedy
Caught in the disaster of the soul searcher!
I found myself
Lost myself built myself and just went. Astray!
A grey time to be alive!
So much so with the waves of my brains cells and concrete junction of memories I wish I never had
I still wonder and think of those days
A grey time to be alive.
Now see the picture I've painted In ur head and think of this Grey time!
A grey time to be alive.
Jul 3, 2015
Jul 3, 2015 at 11:57 AM UTC
It was naked but it was true
I call it consensual but you call it food
I'm a writer but none of my honesty soothes
It's like a post basic job I try to keep doing but I think I massively try to hard but all my efforts they are not harsh they only portray good pictures
Basically living without posting is not living at all
I look for peace I try to sleep with peace I replace my TV with peace I dive into thoughts of peace but how ever will I find peace ? I might be looking to hard maybe peace was just knowing you.
Jul 2, 2015
Jul 2, 2015 at 5:57 PM UTC