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Mims Aug 2017
kisses on the floor
fingers in my hair,
praying your mom doesn't walk in.
and she didn't
Angelique Jul 2017
laughter is loud
while the sick are whispering
gentleness appeals to the universe  
but
fear causes distances
that bring us closer to faith
because we pray for the existence of grace
Benji James Jun 2017
Ever prayed for a sign
For God to prove his alive
I have, that's when someone
Unexpected came back into my life
Wouldn't that make you think
Wouldn't that make you wonder
And now I've got a lot
I need to say to you
Gonna keep it simple
Gonna keep it short
Hope you don't mind
here are my thoughts

Dear God
We need to talk
You keep taking
The best of us
And tearing us down
Dear God
We need to talk
You keep knocking
The best of us
Straight to the floor
Why do you keep doing this
Don't want to see any more

Oh my lord
Are you listening now
Do you really have a plan
Or are you just watching
The world like a play
Or is this life
just some kind of game
Because I'm looking for answers
Need to change the world
If you're all powerful
I've got something to say

Dear God
We need to talk
You keep taking
The best of us
And tearing us down
Dear God
We need to talk
You keep knocking
The best of us
Straight to the floor
Why do you keep doing this
Don't want to see any more

I've got a vision in mind
Oh Lord tell me
Have you seen a future
I want to see through my eyes
Come on, you sent me a sign
Now just give me
A little more of your time
I'm looking for answers
To all of these questions
Oh Lord, can you hear me?
Tell me why I need to know
Where am I meant to go

Dear God
We need to talk
You keep taking
The best of us
And tearing us down
Dear God
We need to talk
You keep knocking
The best of us
Straight to the floor
Why do you keep doing this
Don't want to see any more

©2017 Written By Benji James
adeline Jun 2017
You woke up again in a bright morning
Looking up at the ceiling while praying
Thinking of your purpose once again
And there you saw farmers busy harvesting the grains

Walking outside with the fresh air
You only smiled and kept on staring
To the beautiful creation of Him
Asking is it the start of going out of a dim?

There you saw the blue sky
And birds who's starting to fly
Every farmer that you saw paints a smile
And you clearly noticed it even from a mile

You started greeting them back
And a lady called you to give you some corn and a duck
She only smile and said “Cook that for you lunch”
And so you replied “Thank you for this brunch”

A blessed morning
For those people who are praying
Looking up above and still hoping
Thinking that without Him I would be nothing
lynnia hans May 2017
chiseled pillars of ivory & gold
what beauty of this to be behold
glistening silks of pearl & silver
fire of amber and scarlet is housed near
pray to my ever loving goddess of devotion
dance my hips forever in motion
Delta Swingline Mar 2017
Hey God...

I have a confession.

I am not a good person.

I know it isn't original, and I know you've heard this too many times from too many broken people.

But it's the only shred of honesty I can give so please accept it...
Because I do not know how to forgive myself for this tower of lies I built over the last month and a half.

I am not a good friend.

I try...

And you know I try. But I haven't been trying as hard as I used to.
But I want to try and make things right.

I have convinced myself that heaven seems too high up for me to get to.
And I'm here asking you to tell me there is still a chance for me to be saved from my life.

I went to church today for the first time in months.
I saw old friends, and read new verses... I learned more.
Although I still feel like an outcast in this place we call "safe".

I can't feel your presence near me even when I pray.
It's like I've cut the communication lines and there is no repairing them.

I am willing to work for my life.
I will build houses of faith and sing praises until I drop, but it won't be enough.

I work well under pressure. So if you told me that getting to heaven was as simple as building a ladder as high as I could in 24 hours, I would work through war and hellfire to get there.

I would climb every rung until the ladder ended above the clouds and started feeling like the solid foundation of a life restarted.

I can only hope you will accept me with open arms, forgiveness...

And a "hello."
I've been working too hard.
cait Mar 2017
on your knees to pray
for purity, forgiveness
no one will listen.
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