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Beans Sep 29
If life and death is in the power of the tongue,
Then I am a murderer
But made clean by Jesus Christ
Beans Sep 27
He walks down the hall,
With a crown twisted in thorn,
Painted with blood,
And spit on with scorn.
More precious than Solomen’s diadem,
Dabbed with jewels of blood,
Yet still taken with love
To serve every one of us.
His welts are deemed as spangles,
And they’ll tell His story
Crown of thorns twisted in horror,
Yet worn with His glory
His name is Jesus Christ
Beans Sep 27
The oxpecker cleans the rhino
and the rhino feeds it meat
Both need the other
it really is quite neat
but the oxpecker complains
“there’s not enough ticks!”
and the rhino will cry
“there’s enough as it is!”
so then they’re not friends
and they’ll leave each other again
but surely we all know
that if separated, both drop dead
so the toxic relationship
muted by mutualism
unfriended then, best friends now
will continue to spasm
a toxic relationship
Beans Sep 25
You are the Moon to my ocean
The Sun to my sunflower
The Light to my moth
The Hug to my longing
The Branch to my nest
The Wind to my wings
The Hen to my eggs,
The Father to my inner child
Beans Sep 25
I have fallen short of your glory, oh Father
and I am in pieces before your throne.
I can rip my clothes in grief
and slice my skin with anger.
But I choose not to Father
I choose to praise you
For the storm will come to pass
and the Valley of the Shadow of Death will end
I choose to praise you, Oh Lord
That you may take away my grief
And deliver me from this pain.
Beans Sep 25
Oh God, my God
I am deep in my doubt
Forgive me of this worry
Forgive me of this spout-
-of words mixed together
Possibly blasphemy
I’m sorry , Oh Father
Even though You’ve set me free.
I am like the reed in the wind
And the unstable tide
Oh Lord, root me in You
I hang on to survive
The poison is swelling
Why am I letting it be?
Father please forgive this
Please forgive me
Beans Sep 19
Dear Best Friend that was,
But now have parted away from,
I am here to apologise for
The way I didn’t see your
Pain.

A writer observes does she not,
But yet my efforts have come to naught
To what I could not succeed
Was the task in front of me.
Please.

Dear Best Friend that was,
I'm sorry for the cause
Of you needing to hide away
In a bottle of shame and hidden-
-Lies.

Dear Best Friend that was,
We are not who we were
And I find that even better
So we can know each other
Again.

Dear Best Friends that were
And Best Friends that are
And Best Friends that will
And Best Friend that always will be
Here.

Thank you for Showing
Thank you for your Existing
Thank you for your Knowing
Thank you for your Hidden
Love.
the guilt of not knowing your best friend as well as you thought you did
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