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  Oct 2015 FredErick le Roux
Joe Cole
I run from the reality of life, from the voices within my head

I run from what I cannot reach, from what I cannot hold

I run from the pictures that are in my mind, and from those I cannot see

I run from the life I cannot have, I run so I can hide

I run because I don't understand what life expects of me

I run because its the only way I can set my spirit free
I usually run into places where I can be alone with my thoughts
Jfc
The Book of Days holds the future to come-its guarded in Heaven by the Angels.No mortal soul could every read it-for God prohibited its contents to be known.It holds every Souls journey ,written within...It also can change Eternity if ever opened up-and Gods Omnipotent plan for every heart-....The mysterY as to why it may never be read by anyone is that if the pages were turned ,EternityS outcome could be altered forever!It contains the End of Days"s war between God and the Devil himself-and could alter the outcome leading to terrible fatal overthrow of Gods natural Plan...Since the dawn of Time,the Devils only goal was to open the Book,for even He doesn't know how Eternity could sway within his favour-leading to his truimphant rule of Heaven for ever more....God  placed the Book within the Tree of Life,which once Stood in the Garden of Eden-where Adam and Eve once lived,and later in Heaven, He placed its safety within the Angels watch...No mortal soul today even knows of the Books excistance-for Life is written from the Book,by God Himself,and so humanity lives here on Earth with no sense of Lifes mystery and its True meaning.The Devil  tempted Eve,believing she would come to know of the Book,by gaining the knowledge from eating from the Tree which God forbid them in the Garden of Eden...yet God knew of his plan and banned them from the Garden once their eyes opened and they gained the knowledge..and so removed the Tree of Life,placing the safety of The Book now under the Angels guard in Heaven.The Devil -having lost the chance to let the Book be read,still yearns to get to it...yet the tale does not end here.For in a dream-i have come to know of its being-....a dream from the Devil?or God Himself?...and in my dream,I am in Heaven-overhearing the Angels speaking of The Book.Without them knowing of my presence,I hear where the Book is placed-and my curiosity drives me to seek it out...Silenty I walk to the area and unbelievingly I see it-just inches from my grasp.
The Book of Days
Have you ever thought about what your Life could have been?
The Dream that didnt become real?
The Happiness you might have seen
When alive you could  feel?
To feel blessed upon your quest
To Live the Life you always guessed
Would be your Life-yes it be best
Have you ever yet?

Have you ever stopped to think
How your Life should have been?
How joyfully you"d be tickled pink
When your dream could be seen?
To have what you,you thought u need
To live Life Happily indeed
Would all your heartaches dissapear?
Have you recently?

Well dear reader
I cannot give
You hope that it could be
But what i give
Is simply put:the words that follow be:
"If what you thought about ur Life
Was ment to be seen
Remember then someone or thing
Would never have had been-
And say you were plain Happily
Living out YOUR dream
Then all the Plans God made for you
Would they still have been?
Its not about setteling
For something now you see
But rather embracing Gods Favor
Over who you were ment to be-
And it is only with grattitude
You can accept His grace
For if you knew what could have been
You"d be in a total different place-
It isnt with a happy heart
I say these words to you
For yes within my broken heart
I feel the way you do-
For Life will never be the way
You nor I could dream
But even if we could have been
This Poem would almost not be seen
By you who reads it
And by me
----      ----
Little things die peacefully
Great things rage and fight
Little things will bring you joy
Great things tears and spite
Little things means graTtitude
Great things just delight
Its little things that keeps your Life
And leads you to HIS Light...
Never argue anymore
Just know somewhere"s an open door
Never loose your Heart and Soul
For thats what keeps you whole
---       ---
For Life will never be the way
You nor I could dream
But even if we could have been
This Poem would almost not be seen
By you who reads it
And by me...
Had i been an actor which is my dream-i never would have written these words seen.Everything has a reason.Now i believe
They testify.
Others testi-lie.
They quote the scriptures often and many of times.
Which many barely live by.

Whether they ministers of church members.

We walk by faith and not by site.
But it that's site that makes many ponder their faith.
When we see the things they do.

Oh, we can do anything through Christ that strengthen us.
But the power of strength deals with showing just simply you can love.

They quote the scriptures and still willing to fight.
In the church parking lot.
Or at the clubs and bars at night.

And quickly professes God's not through with me yet.
As if the new creature within us reappeared to be guided by Satan.
Instead of the power of the Lord.

God is good.
Can't be eradicated from that.
He never created our personal mess.
and everything familiar that exists beneath the sun
Has gathered in the middle of the human I've become
I spend my days reflecting on the stories in my head
And they can be as heavy or as light as I will let

I'm more than I can handle when I fail to fall apart
And what I have been learning is the honesty of art
That glass is in my fingers and it shatters at my feet
But I will keep on walking so as not to miss a beat

The gardens and the valleys, they are hardly strange terrain
And even when the stones are thrown there's everything to gain
The healing in the breaking is the sum of what is true
For sometimes I can carry, other times I'm carried through
conversations with my mother
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