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blackbiird Jul 2021
I praise you
for the rest of my days
in hopes that we will
be reunited for all eternity.
Desire Nov 2020
In a dream, warnings heed
From the pit, my soul - he keeps
Awake, I pray, and see his face
I shout of joy, and sing him praise.

My sins are spared,
Perversions pardoned,
My ways are not repaid to me
For, from the pit, my soul is kept
My life is lit, and I - redeemed

Chance after chance, and time again
Into the pit, his hand extends
Pulls us up, turns us about
Not graved to perish, but to live devout.

His mercies anew; his truths revealed
Saved from the pit, sown in his fields
His grace - sufficient, where sin spewed its spout.
His love has no end - my soul has no doubt.
For, from the pit, my soul - he keeps.
My life is lit, and I - redeemed.

-  Desire Ramos, 11/27/20
reflections on Job 33
blackbiird Mar 2019

I held a candle to my demons
for so long.
But he distinguished them with the
whisper of His voice.

blackbiird Mar 2019
i've loved and lost
but i am thankful for
the stars that guided my way
back to Your heart.
Desire Mar 2019
Deliverance is not delusional.   No duhh!
Its definite, deliberate, and distinct,
and yours is long overdue!
Boo the damns and dooms.
Fight despite defeat.
Dance with victory.
Finally be free.

I dare you.
Discover divine deliverance
from within, down and deep...

[redeemed]

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blackbiird Mar 2019

I want to pick you up
and carry you in my pocket
for the rest of my days.

little did I know that
you'd be the one to
carry me for the rest
of my days.

For God, my Redeemer lives.
blackbiird Feb 2019

Even the loneliest traveler
Needs a home when the waves
Crash on the shore.

Even the loneliest traveler
Craves the sensual touch
Of another human being
When the darkness overcast
Its grisly shadow.

Even the loneliest traveler
Needs a touch from God
From the top of the hill.

blackbiird Dec 2018
I painted my love for You on a page
each word unraveling
the beauty of Your character.
each letter carefully orchestrating the
promise You made.

You painted Your love for me on a cross
each nail revealing
the depths of Your love.
and I know You are for me.
Your promise redeemed me
even in my darkest hour.

Forever it will be
You and me.
Kitt Apr 2018
Shame and guilt swallowed me
The heart, once frozen by bitterness, had melted into sorrow

Yet now I stand again, on the edge of life
My peers, the masses
A crowd damning another man to my fate
The price I put upon my own head
When I traded righteousness for rags
It is death You do not deserve  

The judge found you innocent but the jury cried guilty
And despite your record, you were deemed filthy

You, who stands across the world from me
You, who bears no mark of shame
No need to feel shy
No reason to die

Your wrists were punctured whilst mine were freed
As my heart was healed, yours would bleed
It was my tomb they buried you inside
And it was my rock you pushed aside

You, the one I left behind
Stepped forward and take my place
You took the cross
Etched with my blame
Laden with my sin
Cursed by my name

And you didn't dispose of it
You didn't burn it away
You bore its full weight
As I was meant to do
And you carried it
As I was meant to do
And you died
As I was meant to do

And when I ask why, O Lord
You would take my place
Die on my hill
Lie in my tomb
My answer is found in the empty sepulcher
Where my body should forever be

For it is not I
But he
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