Does my failure mean that I am doom, no of course not.
Does it mean that I am lost in the very next life.
No it only means that I am imperfect, without hope.
Unless I allow a Loving Savior to work within me.
I shall never be perfect not here on the earth anyway.
But I shall be one day , once I receive the new body.
So yes I shall fail and yes I am not perfect here on the earth.
But this does not matter as long as I keep trying to change.
They may be small leaps but the Lord knows our hearts.
So as long as I keep trying there is still true hope for me.

Don't hurt me anymore,
Stop clipping my wings;
Can't you see?
I'm bleeding here in agony...

The torture, the pain,
Why won't you stop?
Just leave me be...
Why can't you see the human in me?

I'm really not a poet
But I do love to write
My words are pretty simple
And that exemplifies my life

I've never chased a dollar
But hard work's a faithful friend
Let no one think "he's lazy"
When the light of day's at end

Everything I've ever wanted
Live between these walls
And if I slip a little bit
I've a few good friends to call

Darkness had nothing for me
Just left me lonely, cold, and black
I learned to count my blessings
Not curse the things I lack

I believe in Christian values
But I don't always do what's right
I just do my best, repent the rest
And keep walking in the light

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~~
So when in the sky
see other pale shades spread
looking for the hue changes
hoped to dream

This desert is echoed with known mystic tunes
in a moment of extreme imagination,
the sound of rain drops

wanted to get more,
created a stir
at the far way there is a gap extended

A distinct curve in the road,
rolls along with an array,
appear thousands of red Flamboyant
where you are standing in the ashes of my idols
~~
..
@Musfiq us shaleheen

come softly down
move gently through
do not go lightly

oh passion, shimmering spirit of hope
your voice resounds

strengthen, uplift
inspire and deliver
do not stop short

oh passion, coiled conception of desire
your heart resounds

fill slowly up
remain deep and true
do burn brightly, do

oh passion, elusive love-light
your fire is water

©Jason Cole

The burden’s growing heavier with each second
Been keeping my head up, and never beckoned
On through the night, dragging this weight alone
These winds are strong, they freeze me to the bone

Constantly afraid of what may be lurking
No matter the cost, I have to keep looking
In the unknown, I place my only hope
Feels like waiting for the snap of a rope

“To start anew”, they said with smiley faces
“Go in peace! Travel to find different places.
This land is dying and so are we all.
Go now! But remember, you must stand tall!”

So far, I haven’t found a place to settle
Many days went on in this constant battle
Got no map or compass to guide my way
As I advance, deeper into the fray

Water and hail, fall heavily on my path
For far too long, I faced the storm god's wrath
For how much longer will I have to roam?
Must it be this hard, to find a new home?

Maybe I’ll just stop, sit right here and wait
Calm my body, spirit and fast heart-rate
Perhaps someone might pass around these parts
Provide some help, so that my journey starts


*Journey Short on Hope by João Massada is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivatives 4.0 International License.