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May 2021 · 98
The Boy Next Door
Alisha May 2021
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.
#love #memories #poetry
Feb 2021 · 155
The cycle
Alisha Feb 2021
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.
Jan 2021 · 127
The price
Alisha Jan 2021
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.
Inspired by 1 Corinthians 7:23
Jan 2021 · 100
Deep End
Alisha Jan 2021
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!

— The End —