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Apr 2018 Desmond the poet

april w

What do I have to do
For you
To feel like
I’m good enough?

Why
Do I have to
Prove
To you
My worth?

Who are you to judge?
Why am I still striving for your approval?

When I know
The truth is
I will never be good enough
In your eyes

But in mine
I am good enough

…

Just
The kind of good enough
That can be better

The kind of good enough
That isn’t
As good as other people

The kind of good enough
That isn’t

Good enough

#goodenough #enough #good #approval #eyes #truth #why #worth #prove #feel

Apr 2018 Desmond the poet

God saved me

Apr 2018 Desmond the poet

SassyJ

God saved me

I have been to the highest edges
swept and covered by terrains
heavy rocks that pressed
pushing further as I uncovered
met robbers who seized my soul
as they promised a destroyed love
conceived of dark entities
cornered in the depths of the sea
frozen as the sun thaws the facets
one by one slept with restlessness
until I met an amazing powerful God
he set mine soul from the mire
he became the light of my darks
he searched and loved my depths
he gave me joy as no other did
he teaches me and holds my heart
he fills me with love like no other
One by one filled with utter joy
indescribable peace and freedom
a cater to the veins of my roots
wiping all traumatic afflictions
the warrior of my worldly battles
to him this soul shall serve..... always

God love is like no other , he brought me life

Apr 2018 Desmond the poet

A bit of everything

Apr 2018 Desmond the poet

Kate Rebecca Hopwood

A bit of everything

Love so high it can make you cry
Dark so low it can make hearts bow
The light felt as soft and bright
Fears can melt in the blink of all seeing eye
Death grips on to the hips it slips its unseen face to mask your shadows
Connected to source of all things
Drifting away on a black birds wings
Feeling nothing and everything
Sometimes makes the feeling sting
Numbness comes in to present
things
Holding on
to
new days
New gifts
A love that gets it

Apr 2018 Desmond the poet

The Effect She Has

Apr 2018 Desmond the poet

Colm

The Effect She Has

You shake me, because of you.

You hold me, not with arms available, but in captivation.

You fear me, perhaps not because of me, but because of who I am becoming.

I respect you, not only because of him, but because of a gentleman's decorum.

This is... Nerve wracking.

This is not yet... And yet more so for me.

And I thank you for that.

But what is this for you?

Nothing perhaps.

(:

Nervous by Gavin James. Calm me down and make sense of me. Because who you are puts me out of sorts in the best possible way.

I'm glad that you exist. Really.

#the #effect #she #has #amazing #girl #wow #coffee #shop #amazement

Apr 2018 Desmond the poet

Potholes and silence

Apr 2018 Desmond the poet

grumpy thumb

Potholes and silence

When the snow melted
it took chunks of the road in its thaw.
Potholes sunk
where the water slurpped
away the under-soil.
Silence left with the white
now more venture outside
overstocking supplies
"we'll n'er run out again,"
one swore.
And cats are back spraying,
and dogs barking in confusion.
And the crocus buds to remind me
nothing has really changed
in all this change

Apr 2018 Desmond the poet

What if?

Apr 2018 Desmond the poet

Sydney Victoria

What if?

What if I were to sleep?
What if I were to fly?
What if I were to leap
From the red bridge nearby?

What if I were to sleep?
What if I were to fly?
What if I were to sing
Forever from the sky?

What if I were to sleep?
What if I were to fly?
What if I were to leap
From the red bridge nearby.

What if?