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MA Mar 2020
Who am I?

Nothing but a speck of dust in this vast universe.
A star-crossed voyager, trying to find the meaning of her existence.
A dreamer who dreams big despite being little.
A wandering soul in the wilderness of her own world.
A delicate and fainthearted creature thriving in a desolate land.

But then again I ask myself,
"Who Am I?"

I am created in the image of the Almighty One who turned the nothingness into an infinite existence.
I am loved unconditionally by the Everlasting Father despite my transgressions and called me righteous.
I am anointed and appointed by His divine hand to be a part of His kingdom.
I am a daughter of the King of kings and Lord of lords, a real royalty!

Yes, I am.
Full of faith, saying,
I AM A CHILD OF GOD!
MA Mar 2020
You ain't my type of song
I don't even want to sing along
But you're ever so stubborn
You have shattered my cover

And here I lay on this bed
I feel like I'm Rolling In The Deep
Sinking, drowning with the thoughts in my head
Thinking.... we could've had it all
If only I could sing the entire song

We could've Set Fire to The Rain
If that is even a thing
Or stop the Turning Tables
Like we used to play When We Were Young

It does feel like a Million Years Ago
But All I Ask is...
If this is my last night tonight,
Know that I will always say Hello from the other side

I may be Chasing Pavements
But I will always Send My Love to Someone Like You
This is my Sweetest Devotion
So once again I'll go back to rollin'
Just fun stuff I did a few years back.
MA Mar 2020
Tender waves of grace
Crashing over me
Fills me up
I'm trapped in a warm embrace

Like a rushing wind
Lingering on my skin
Your love overflows
Time and time again

There is no escape
There's nowhere to hide
Spirit inside me
Burning like a fire

And with every breath
God, I lift You high
There is no mistake
You're my one desire



I'm caught up in Your presence
And I'm caught...



Sound of symphony
Whispering in my ear
Saying, "I am here"
"Come and rest in me"

Like the dancing leaves
Swaying in the breeze
I am waltzing free
In Your endless grace
Second song...
MA Mar 2020
Tossing, and turning, and looking around
Life's but a cycle, you're up then you're down
Just like the seasons constantly change
But every year, it repeats, just the same


Sometimes it's harder to see brighter days
When lies and deceptions keep crawling your way
Would it be better to fight all the waves,
Or float like a leaf when it's fanned by the breeze?


Hayayay... I don't know
Hayayay... All I know
Things will be better in the end


Tossing, and turning, and looking around
Here in the crossroads confusions abound
Too many paths, don't know which one to take
Running, moving ends up— the same place


Maybe it's better to sit and be still
Perhaps all the worries just might disappear
Just like how flowers need sunlight and rain
We grow through the seasons, so endure the pain


Hayayay... I don't know
Hayayay... All I know
Things will be better in the end
This will turn into a song.
I am a noob writer so kindly send me your thoughts and ideas on how to make this poem better. 😊
MA Oct 2017
Hey you!
It seems like you've forgetten
Yes, you have forgotten about me!

You've abandoned me for many years
You went away without a word
You left me at 5 years old

And I hated you...
Cursed you for all the pain that you caused
Blamed you in every adverse

I just hated you!
I've told myself that I will never forgive
Even in death I will keep the hate

But then... **** this heart!
Despite of everything
I still love you deep inside

Your memories were misery
You were never there in my agony
But still, I love you

Yes, I do... I really really do
You're still a part of me
And I'm a part of you

That's the irreversible truth...
We are forever binded in strings of blood

I could never cut loose!
This is about my mom. She left me when I was a kid and I hated her for that. But despite all the hate, somewhere deep inside me, there's still love for her. It was so hard forgiving her but in the end, I did it. I have let go of everything. Now I feel better.
  Oct 2017 MA
The Dedpoet
....and in your gigantic presence
With your miniscule body
You are the mirror
Of the deepest stars
Past the spaces between
Spaces,
Into the mist
Your red tailed gaze
Into the echoes
Of Babylon's Gardens,
A grace in a dance
Of your broken life,

The glutton behind the father
Who took you,
The tumultuous perfume
Left with scars behind the drapes
The neighbors couldn't hear,

The sadness in your soul
Inside the woman who
Loves me,
Slender hopes under the lines
Of the dream's eyes,
Your ears never caught
The exhausted bitterness
That only heard an immense
Change in the future,

I am here woman,
As you bite your silver lips,
Arc your metallic spine,
And the bronze shine in your
Otherwise copper hair,
I become a Magnetar
In the metallics of your body,
Mighty embraces will kiss
The crystalline eyes
With lips on fire
And singing redemption's lullaby,

Together killing your past,
Your hands hold distant visions
That bloom living roses,
Who tears are of lost lilies
In an ebony pond,
A fertile present
Gives birth the momentous,
No one can change your past,
But you're a basacrifice
Void of alcoholic bliss,
The grapes before
Now dead forever
Is a sober feeling.

Magnolia of mine,
Like a flowerbed of omnipotent
Desires,
You bloom the ***
With a martyrs sacrifice,
Your hopeless days are gone
And  I am grateful for
The circles under your eyes,
The vain of your existed
Pains,
Your heart transfixed by the
Newness of our love,
Though you still look at the old
Curtains,
The confused and turbid tumult
That bore it's hole
Into your ways,
I have come when you began
To love again the life
Over a darkness under the
Nights skin,
Tearing away the darkness,
A dawn song has spread
Over the horizon,
And your light is a melancholy
Of stars,
From your eyes grow
An ocean of time,
And here we float with hope
I can only Revere
That all the worst
Life gave to you,
A fleece of golden grace

And I can only be thankful
As your sorrow
Has birthed a certain kind
Of grace with the
Pieces left intact.
MA Oct 2017
This has been me
Didn't you notice?
I am not changed
I am simply the same

This has been me
I've always liked black
Wear loose tees
And act like a wack

This has been me
I'm still emo and weird
Nerdy at times
But loves to laugh hard

Yes, this has been me
That awkward person you knew
I haven't changed
Just so you know
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