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showyoulove Dec 2024
I open my heart to you Lord
As you poured out your heart for me
Fill me with your wisdom and love
And bind my will to thee
So that, here today, I can say:
"I am truly free!"
AWURAA Nov 2024
Because I am my father's child, forgive me whilst I observe your character without allowing myself to fall for you pretences.

Because I am my father's child, ignore me as I ignore you watching me, you thinking that I cannot see you watching me.

Because I am my father's child, hold me back when I replay my past hurts in my tone.

Because I am my father's child, observe me as my doe-like eyes observe the beauties of The Father's world for me.

Because I am my father's child please pull me out of my tornado of self doubt and self hatred when you see a cloud of darkness over me.

Because I am my father's child, do not bother me when my face seems distorted with confusion, I am only dissolving into my thoughts.

Because I am my father's child, ignore the voice you hear when I think I am alone, at times it is the richness in my own tone that I  wish to hear the most.

Because I am my father's child, do not be fazed by the guttural sounds of my prayers, it shakes the ground because whatever I bind on earth is bound in heaven.

Because I am my father's child, please think before you spit words of despair into my face, he and I are still healing from how our father's treated us.
Reference to Matthew 18:18 in stanza 8 t NKJV is what I was going for.
George Krokos Apr 2024
There's a light that one can see within the darkness of their mind
a glorious radiance which can be seen with love and tears to bind.
________
From 'Simple Observations' ongoing writings since the early 90's.
JosilinP Dec 2020
The chains which bind me
to this body of leather
restless and tired
flame with no fire -
I wonder whose eyes
glare upon my soul...
unfinished, I hate it
Andrew Layman Dec 2020
When the darkness came
it claimed him;
embraced,
then it named him.
"Seed of mine",
it said.
"The light, left you here instead
and now,
that you are warped
like me;
all these verses
and letters remain in red."
Bullet Jul 2020
•Blind love•
We can never tell if it’s there
We stare at the moon
Till it becomes eternal flame
We blame it on our eyes
For the time we have stained
Our memories blend in
Stories become entertainment
Our breath is then shared in mint
The galaxies become our escape
The air tamed tapes our bodies into flames
We can no longer see except for our souls that run away into the dark to find stars that then burn into beautiful light lovely blue surrounded by cupids clouds
The Night & Day
•Binds our love•
Maya Sep 2019
A part of me has been unraveled. A link I thought could never be broken has been torn apart so easily. What’s left to do when all your action are in vain? How hard can you fight when you know you’ve already lost it all?

I’m picking up the pieces of my broken soul and trying to heal my broken heart, for my fight is about to begin and I still don’t know where to direct my lances. But no matter how well armed I am, I’m already beaten. I’ve been shot with the deadliest weapon and I’ve tasted the wickedest blister and somehow I can’t surrender. And I still can’t figure out if that is a proof of my strength or an evidence of my weaknesses. Either way, I’m a convict of my own thoughts and a prisoner of my feelings, which leaves me *******, and captive between my conscience and my heart.
Ken Pepiton Apr 2019
krause asu
AN accident.

That's how, but why?
Many universes, many realities, imaginable

conceivable

how long must one live in a cardboard box
to confess the experienced
boxtime
altered next from then to now.

Copenhagen Calvinist or Lutherin or Anabaptist

holier than I, as was I, as the Hermit hidden
in the fool on the hill,
telling secret meanings to nowhere man, now
here
we're...

touching a time when knowing out paced known
knowables, imaginables were

imagined, not evil, but fine tuned to approach
per fection in effect

what more can I ask? All my debts are paid.

Accidental debt accrual demands accidental debt relief.

Political-lic, that's where my party stands.

Jubilee, nowhere has the ver been
a time like

now. We being at all, as mere words, heard only once,
never uttered

utter non sensed tone tuned to augmented minds

-- bio logic circuit
-- try a spark

Gleam in grandpa's eye, try umph, boy. Better up.

Swing and there is the crack of the bat

never heard, a clap

just now, you are on the ball, and this is
what that always means,
history-wise.

Okeh. Like safe. No war. Okeh. Mark to follow, someday.

biologic circuitry is so unbelievable,

to whom? All who see the supsumpsystems and the info resources,
re re re, every, meaning as if ever were in
finite, every things reasonable countable and measured,

AN ark is a box. Rectangular, most oft.
A box. Hermits live in boxes, some times,

with a coven-ante-cipitate, tincture
of this and that, with a drop o' Paracelsus fave,
Hermetic hermenuetic magishit.
Mercury, liquid conducter, okeh.

You axt a reason for the faith in the wrong *******
autodidactic augmented and medicated old man.

I hapt to save a dammercury switch from an old thermostat,
with a bi-metal coil we could
spring
into action and launch afacethefact face that fact face of fact
fracture
tap. Twist it, there, balance, level, spirit levels bubble
hermetic form flow act
ioncat ion quest
ion--

spark-- the idea imagicish dealybob- gleam
right

the feeling of gleam. Toothpaste imparts
*** appeal, I pana imparts diligence, pepsodent is perfect
for explosive types averse to yellow,
stripe,
oh my god,
game changer. Hidden persuaders never saw us,

by stripe are we healed and made bright white and loveable,
said the tooth from the future, we learned, in school, to love
each night, with a brisk brush before our
prayer for no cavities could be answered.

tap right there.

Gem quality. The meaning of life, I magine, is more.
a simple, as they say, muse. A little think on being the ball.
Eloisa Feb 2019
Your lack of love does not diminish hers
Hers is a love that never ceases
Hers is a love that always forgives
Even with your promises that you can never keep
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