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How I worry.
How I fret.
When only
ONE thing
is needed.
To sit.
At Jesus' feet.
And listen.
Just.
Listen.
To His Word.

---inspired by Luke 10:38-42, Holy Bible.
 Apr 2017 Alice
Traveler
Worthless words
In wasted ink
Nowhere thoughts
Are all I think

Shall I map
This living mess
From death to birth
To cursed from blessed

Shall I write of love
Slipped through my hands
With every word
This heartbeat ******

To relive the past
In a flowery array
What worthless words
Would I convey ...
Traveler Tim
04-16 HP
 Apr 2017 Alice
Colm
In my weakness
He is strong
Far mightier than oak and stone

And though I do not understand myself
He does
And for some reason knows

About about all of the things I do to distract
Just to keep myself
From the sinfulness in these decaying bones

And so I wait for this feeling to pass
Though I know the truth
I am not, though I feel, alone

Because in that moment
When no human hand can steady you
Where then my friend, are you going to go?

As for me, I know that I will go back
To the one true God
Who existed long before this earth was home
https://soundcloud.com/user-433755196/i-am-not-though-i-feel

In that moment, when no human hand can steady you. Where are you going to go?
 Apr 2017 Alice
Traveler
OVER THERE
 Apr 2017 Alice
Traveler
It's a war torn reality
Over there
Crazy world rebels
Blind religious fear

Inhumane atrocities
Caught in the camera's eye
Look how quick
A hundred humans
Are no longer left alive

I'd say we're blessed
We're over here
And freedom is the norm
'Cause crazy world
Could creep up
And take us like a storm
...........
Traveler Tim
 Apr 2017 Alice
Charles Bukowski
there are worse things than
being alone
but it often takes decades
to realize this
and most often
when you do
it's too late
and there's nothing worse
than
too late.
 Apr 2017 Alice
Vivi Greene
I look in the mirror
and see a wonderful girl
with big brown eyes and short brown hair
I smile, what a contagious smile
I can't help but smile even broader
I muster my body
I think of all the perfect thin models
and embrace myself out of joy for not looking like them
I love all my weird habits
as well as my beautiful
character traits
and I love the fact that I'm
completely unperfect.
I appreciate everything
my life offers for me,
I am grateful for every instant
I am able to enjoy my surroundings.
I have to admit
I have fallen
deeply in love
with myself.
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