Petals unfold from
the sunshine you bring
into my life.
Joy and comfort open
wide as you sing
sweet songs.
My heart rises
when I hear your
uplifting voice.
I feel my wings
want to soar
as you encourage me.

Roses unfold
millions and millions
that it seems.
A garden untold
of gorgeous flowers
and petals and leaves.
Red, yellow, and pink
scattered all around,
bright colors welcomed
as you lay and think
while petals settle.

her curiosity had her
daydreaming in the forest.
Avocado leaves tremble briskly
singing its season's chorus.

she listened to the sounds
of squirrels swarming
jumping from tree to tree
like they were performing.

chirp, chirp goes the birds
growing its iridescent feathers.
Animals assembling together food
for the crisp, chilly weather.

she daydreamed
as she studied the mantis green
stems tickling against her sweater
fostering a picturesque scene.

You are broken,
but there is a reason.
Beautiful shards of you
are changing in this season.

You may feel empty,
but your brim is filling up.
Crystal clear waters
are brewing in your cup.

Don't let these damaged
pieces bring you down.
These pieces are jewels
attached to your crown.

She laid in her bed
with a pad and a pen.
Too many thoughts in her head
rotating over and over again.

Her eyes brewed with tears
dripping down to her notebook.
Thinking about all the years
so she wrote as her hands shook.

She gaze in the window
as her heart sank down.
She wondered when did time go
and why her heart was to the ground.

She thought there must be more to life
than this pain she had been enduring..
Take away all this strife,
and have a life worth exploring.

I can't sleep



  most nights.



Restless,



   rigid,



   breathless fights





Laying in an



  anxious cocoon.



Overriding,



  callous,



    darkening moon.



droopiness,



  my eyes beg.



staggering,



  struggling,



    longing legs.





​​​​​​Missing the

warm

  bedtime

         nights.



endless,

  

  harrowing,



      sleepless fights.

Lord, help me to let go
of the pain from my past.
Help me to uncover my feelings
instead of being blindfolded by a mask

Lord, show me, guide me
to know I did the right thing.
Right now I'm hurting
and not sure of anything.

Lord, you know my future
and I put it in your hands.
Lord, help me to let go
and one day to understand.

She walks in the streets
with her heart bruised and broken.
Her heart is bound with repulsive beats
and no words from her mouth can be spoken.

Her life is an utter mess
of repetitive problems she can't fix.
Too much heartache and bounding stress
overlaps on her body as the clock ticks.

No tears can come in her eyes
for she feels she can't be weak
but at the altar those tears come to a great size
and through those tears God hears her speak.

After that long cry,
her heart feels energized and relieved.
She gazes to God up high
and soon she knew and believed.

Barefoot in the evergreen forest.
Each step I feel every speck of dirt,
every strain of grass
and hear and everything at rest.

Splashing drips of waterfalls,
chirping of small birds,
and creaking of windy branches,
and the cracking of rocky mountain walls.

Each moving sound has peace around
Every whisper, ever singing song.
Closing my eyes as I listen
laying gently on the ground.

Every day I always
pray for more.
I ask myself
what I am getting up for?

Every day it's the same,
no excitement, no fun.
Most days are cloudy.
Just wish something could be done.

I do have hope for the future,
but it never seems to come.
Every day makes me feel
so idiotic and so dumb.

Wishing is my only chance
for this to not be this way.
Although this is my current life
every single day...

Her pen strayed on the paper.
Not a word to be penned
Her thoughts were blank
as with the paper would blend.

She sat and sat.
She wondered and wondered.
Her heart was trying
but her mind was plundered.

She would attempt for hours
but nothing would come.
Not even a slice,
not even a crumb.

She would eat, think,
and stressfully walk.
She couldn't find a cure
for her writer's block.

through the strings
up to her ears,
the sweet sound of music
is all that she hears.

she reminds me of me,
I enjoy the sweet melodies,
how they bring such emotion,
they put you at ease.


she is art in me
with her headphones.
writing poetry
feels like home.

Picking ripe, juicy apples off trees
Jumping into a fresh pile of leaves.
Bundled up for the swift, autumn breeze.
Harvest time is a great time to appease
With autumns such as these.
When everything is simply at ease.

she grabbed a soft stone

and eyed  the skipping it does.

she inhaled the misty, fall air

and twirled her auburn hair.



she glared up to the canary leaves

dangling thinly on their limbs.

her flats tapping to the music making

of the trees strumming and shaking.



she beckons down

at the candy corn fronds

wading in the morning stream

like an autumn's dream.

Holy Spirit come,
let us all receive some.
Let it sprinkle and rain
and wash away hurt and pain.

God's power flows down
rushing greatly to the ground.
Flashing down on God's people,
breaking the walls of the steeple.

Overflowing through the cracks
of the wood and it never slacks.
It reaches for every heart and every nation.
Rushing in and through from God's salvation

her vanilla dress
lay against the grains
of the tannish sand.

her eyes match the sea,
the whites of her eyes
watch the pebbles in her hand.

the waves brush against her feet
as she runs away laughing
her smile shines so bright.

not a gray cloud in the sky
on this lovely sunny day
where the clouds are pearly white.

Autumn leaves tell us to let go

and in winter our cares freeze in the snow.



Let seasons teach us in this life

its okay to let go, not to hide inside



As the cold blistering winds blow

let the confidence in us grow.



So let go of what is weighing you down.

It turns into snow and melts on the ground.

Just take my hand
and draw me in.
There is nothing more
than I can stand.
Just take my heart
and give a part.
A brand new day
and a fresh new start.

scarred
abandoned
and lost.
she tried so hard.

her heart
bleed,
reached,
scavenged for more.

alone
she played,
cavorted,
along with the keys



euphony was her
escape,
get away,
retreat from it all

A secret place
but only to you.
Such peace
will break through.
A giant mass
full of the skies' tears.
Waves and ripples
echo in your ears.
Breathe the lake's aroma
and taste the salt.
Enjoy God's creation
from Heaven's water vault.
Peace surrounds
every rock, every view
around the land
and around you.

The rose gold strands of her hair
diverted with the tide of the wind.
The leaves from the cedar trees
brushed leaves growing old and thin.

She gazed up at the overcast sky
full of hanging, dark green limbs.
She liked the sounds of the crackling
like it was singing sweet nature hymns.

She touched the rough bark
of the dark, musky wood.
She inhaled the aromatic smells
which smelled quite good.

She finished her walk in the woods
with a sense of pleasure and glee.
Every smell, sight, and feeling
was ever so lovely.

Uranian splashes of effulgence
painting the granite off the rocks.
Emitting the jewels of ivory pearls
proceeding from the aqueous curls.

Gardens of genus glaciers
gushing down rapidly.
Fountains of heartbeats toters
and misty sounds confront the waters.

Chilly chips of frost
awakens the window of winter.
Flakes of frozen trounces
pouring pitchers of priunious pounces.

Her long brunette hair
soaked up the tears from her eyes.
She sits on a porch alone
as time flies.

Her heart is broken
like the wilted petals of a flower.
Every time she thinks,
her spirit decreases every hour.

Spring may be here
and the glistening sun is bright,
but her mind is dark
like the cold winter's night.

She lives just day by day
waiting for something.
Wondering what that
sun might bring.

If you were never born,
there would be no tomorrow.
So you think that's great.
No more sorrow,
but you would never see the sun
or live to be happy.
Never embrace life to the fullest.
Nothing to wonder, nothing to be.
You were given a life for a reason.
Live it, don't live in the past.
All will be gone in a sweep.
Life goes by too fast.

tepid tides
tickled on the tips of her toes.

azure aqueducts
abated arenose agates as it blows

rippling rapids
recessed on her rimmed  ruffle

marine meanders
mellowed her masses as it muffled.

salving sands
stimulates her senses as solitude flows...

a dose

  of sunshine

awakened

my eyes

when

your smile

flourished

   with mine.

I feel full
but yet empty.
Intensely sharp,
but yet dull.

I'm stable
yet unbalanced.
I feel willing
yet not able.

I feel in the dark
but yet a blink of light.
Cocooned,
but ready to take flight.

Letting go is never easy to do,
but sometimes your broken heart
needs to be mended through.

This will take a bit of time,
but you will be all right
Everything will eventually be fine.

I know you are hurting right now,
but you will find answers
and you will figure out how.

So look up, you did what was right.
You will see the sun one morning
instead of a moonless night.

Soaked in
clemency and grace,
into this place
I search for Your face.

Blood stained
on your nailed wrists,
into this place
showers endless bliss.

Darkened nights
grow colder and colder,
but into this place
I lay warm on Your shoulder.

Serene security
resides deep inside us,
and into this place
we are right beside Jesus.

Broken
like shattered glass.
Damaged,
lost in the past.

If you hold on
to this debris.
You'll stay broken
and never be free.

Let go of shards
from the hurt you had.
If you let go,
you will be glad.

Shattered pieces fall from the mirror.
Is this my reflection?
Why am I here?

Is there more to me?
Is there more than my body and my brain?
Do I have destiny?

When I look in the mirror
I see broken, an unfinished project.
Is there something bigger?

Embrace the broken in the mirror.
Let your brokenness shine.
Let your brokenness shimmer.

You are more than your fractured pieces.
You are a king or a queen.
Your beauty, your heart, never ceases.

If only
she didn't let him go.
If only,
if only she had known.

If only
this hurt doesn't last long.
If only
she could be strong.

If only
she could tell him.
If only
the light wasn't dim.

If only
she didn't wait.
If only,
but now it's too late.

W h y
did I let you g o?
W h y
does this hurt so b a d?

W h y
didn't I k n o w
W h a t
I really h a d?

W h y
was there nothing I could d o?
W h y
do I so terribly miss y o u?

W h y
won't these feelings e n d?
W h y
did I have to lose a best f r I e n d?

W h y
can't I let g o?
W h y
can't the healing b e g I n?

W h y
do l still k n o w
t h a t
I still love h I m...

The look in your eyes
breaks my heart.
The look in your eyes
stretches our strings apart.

The look in your eyes
gives me second thoughts.
The look in your eyes
puts my stomach in knots.

The look in your eyes
brings me to tears.
The look in your eyes
has changed in these years.

The look in your eyes
is not okay.
The look in your eyes
fades as you walk away...

Trees of many colors
from burnt orange to gold.
So many words to be written,
so many stories to be told.

She drove past all these,
mind already writing poems.
Gazing at the hues
with the winds just a blowing.

She lives in a world of words
rather than in reality.
The world may be a bad place,
but she sees the beauty.

Make a wish...
she blows
and watches
the delicate bristles
dance to the sky
where all her daring hopes
and prominent dreams
can become true...

Deep ocean currents
channeling under water.
A glorious night appears
as the waves grow stronger.

Swim up to the moon
as it glares across the waves
searching for light
for the moonlight it craves.

Soar for the sky
as light ceases on the blue
Don't stop sailing
until you reach on through.

can I hold on
just a little bit longer?
I feel I'm getting weaker
instead of stronger...

the branches of my heart break
without your support.
winds crashing and beating
back and forth...

I can't live this way anymore,
either have to let it go and break...
or wait for it to grow
no matter how long that may take..

she kneels down
listening
to nothing
but repulsive breathing
we used to talk,
but now
we just listen
to the sounds
of our restless eupnea.
after awhile of these
flat and banal nights,
the lines to our phones
are broken, cut in half
just like our hearts...

Every moment of our lives
will all just turn into a memory.
As you walk, breathe, eat, and sleep,
this was all meant to be.

Cherish the hands you have
and embrace your feet to walk
Encourage your thoughts and
your mouth to kindly talk.

Life is a short game
that not all get to play.
You are an uniquely created player
who gets to experience it every day.

I will always walk a mile
just to see you smile.
I will always enjoy your embrace
no matter the place.
No matter if the sky is gray or blue
just as long as it is with you.
You will always be my handsome man.
I will always remind you how you are grand.
I appreciate you every day
in every amazing and incredible way.