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init nice
init grand
init the new language
init this land.

init so sweet that they can't even tweet without init being in it,
but I've had enough of that init in stuff so stuff that in your pipe and smoke it,
init.
 Oct 2013 Gracen Wolf
marina
i woke up to find your name
tattooed on my bones, and darling,
i don't mind at all
whenever i don't know what to title my poems, they end up as 'this is not a love story' or 'this is a love story' because honestly that's pretty much how i can describe every other part of my life
 Oct 2013 Gracen Wolf
Jedidiah
Like concrete weighing down on my chest
Thorns that bind around the depths of my heart
Wounds that never seem to heal
Patched with seams that have grown old, and damp

When will this pain subside?

Each day a new heart is granted in my hands
To feel new energy surge through my veins
To keep myself going from the days rough road
But only to find a fractured heart at the end of every journey

What an imppossible feat!

To find a heart that never breaks
A heart so perfect
Unable to be stained by undesirables
A heart that never feels pain...

But what kind of heart would that be?

A heart that never learned to endure
A heart that knows no strength
A heart that does not understand the true meaning of triumph
A heart that does not understand...

I say to you

Never dwell in grief
Feeling downcast because of a few scars
For these are the marks of a true warrior
A soldier that endured
A fighter that fought a good fight

Never dwell in grief
Because at every journeys end comes a new beginning

And a new Heart.
 Oct 2013 Gracen Wolf
Jedidiah
To run, to hide, to turn back
These thoughts running in the back of my mind

This path I took
A seemingly endless road
Full of jagged rocks that pierce deeply into my skin
A road with darkness overshadowing each and every corner
Eyes bitter and cold peering out of the darkness

A road I walked with my naked feet
Blistered and wounded
With countless scars that covered my weak and fragile skin
I stumbled
I fell
I wept

Though each time I fell,
I heard a small, still voice
Small, but able
Able to give me new strength
Strength to run,
To walk a million miles more

Though each time I stumbled,
I am greeted by a hand that pulls me back up
A hand with great power
A hand that upholds my very being
Pushing me to go further
Pushing me to finish till the very end

Though each time I wept,
A light a thousand suns bright
Touches the surface of my skin
Its warmth enough to take all the tears away
Reminding me that in every darkness is a speck of light
A speck of light enough to overcome darkness
To over come grief

Strength, power, hope.

To Keep going
For in every journey
Is a destination
For in every hardship
Comes great triumph

This path I took
I still take
A seemingly endless road to no where
Seemingly...
 Oct 2013 Gracen Wolf
Jedidiah
Oh my
This foolish heart of mine
Dancing with fire

Oh my
This foolish heart of mine
Trapped in happenstance

Turning left and right wherever it wants to go
Under or over
In or out
Only to find itself captivated by what seems to be delicate
And beautiful
Deadly, but beautiful

What to do
What to do

Run it did, but only to return
Hide it did, but only to seek
Confused it was, confused I was!
Some sort of game is how I see it

Why have you run into such a captivating thing?
Beautiful
But deadly!

Thrown into madness!
Because deadly was something I loved
Deadly was something that made my heart come alive
Deadly was life.
it was my birthday and we were
walking at 6 am
in a grocery store parking lot
you bought me flowers
and above our heads
the sun was rising
and the sky lit up
with streaks of pink,
like it was being awakened,
coming alive.
that's how my insides felt,
as your fingers wiggled between mine,
and the flock of birds
ricocheted beyond the purple clouds
as we both looked up
and i was struck again with the thought
that you and i
would share this love forever.
 Oct 2013 Gracen Wolf
louis rams
I had a rebirth of my soul
When I found CHRIST who made me whole
I saw life in a different way
And it’s true: “what they say “
You awake joyous every day
Ready to face the challenges –“come what may “.
Life s burdens have been lifted from me
And there’s now a future that I can see.
I walk out in the morning and I look up to the sky
And thank GOD for the day that just passed by.
No longer do I face the days of agony and despair
For my LORD is with me- I sense him near
He has rekindled the flame of “HOPE, LOVE, and FAITH “
Before it became much too late.
It is my time to shine, my time to grow
The LORD is with me this much I know.
 Oct 2013 Gracen Wolf
AJ
"Do it for the children", you say.
And then I hear the tiny giggles,
And I see the fireworks that never seem to leave their eyes.
How did those get there?
Did we put them there?
It's beautiful.
My heart always explodes
In tiny Ooo's and Aah's.
Anyway, I understand.
Do it for the children.
 Oct 2013 Gracen Wolf
Jedidiah
I sit and watch
As each day goes by
Wondering how it would be
To have you here by my side
To hear your voice saying "Good job, Son."

I wonder what kind of man I would have been
If you hadn't left this world so soon
I wonder what kind of life i would have lived
If you hadn't left this world so soon

So soon.

How confused I was
to have never known you
How confused I was
to have never remembered you

Some days I try my best
to even catch a glimpse
A glimpse of memory of you
But how young I was back then
too fragile
too weak
an infant new to this world

How I wish for you to have seen me grow
How I wished to be able to bring back time
Just so I can spend a minute, an hour, or a day
with you.

I hope to see you one day
To be able to feel the Love you gave
The Love that I have no memory of
I hope to see that Fatherly Smile on your face
A Smile I've been longing for
I hope to Feel those Fatherly arms around me
Just how you cradled me when I was still a Child.

And to hear those words "Good job, Son."
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