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Twinkle Aug 2014
I hear His voice in the stillness of the night.
I feel His love like a blanket thick.
Warm and caring
Like the brightest sun
Like the coolest breeze
His love so tender so pure
So unassuming

He knows your deepest fears
He knows your darkest thoughts
He knows your story and all the gory
He knows why you are you.

Yet He judges not
Son of God who loves you like crazy
Has only stars in His eyes
When He looks at His beloved lady$.
His love the same
Never changing and fading
His hands stretched wide
Arms welcoming.
Never closed and accusing.

Look people of the world
OUR GOD WAITS
Like a passionate lover
With LOVE brimming over.
Yearning and searing, like you do for another
He waits..
His unwavering love
An answer to all above
Your grief and pain
Will never be over
But they will be sweeter
He assures
Cause His love will bear the sting
When His hand your holding.
Joy abounds
Tears cease
Griefs gone
The dark night lasts no longer
The blanket is lifted
You only need to walk further
To meet your Lord and Saviour.

*(He loves everyone)
After a long long time...I woke up to this and wrote.
Nameless Jul 2014
Box
Somewhere along the lines I decided that staying in the corner was best for me. The world was too scary and that I had to protect myself in order not to feel pain, but the pain that I felt after was much more than it could have ever have been with to begin with.  Eventually my thoughts turned into habbit which led to behaviours a belief and then a way of life. Being older does not necessarily mean being wiser but with growth comes awareness and  Im beginning to see that staying in the corner is no longer the salvation I thought it was and is in fact my hell. If life is a box then I want to experience the full four corners of it!!
Lani Foronda Jun 2014
There never seems
To be enough
Seconds in a minute
Or
Minutes in an hour
Or
Hours in a day
When it comes to this journey called "life."
There always seems to be
Somewhere to go
Or
Someone to see.
If it's not here, then it's there.
If it's not her, then it's them.
I frantically rush from one hour
To the next
CrammingCrushing
Everylittlething
Until there is nothing left but
Me and a hundred of thoughts,
A myriad of worries,
And a pyramid of plans.

But it's then that I take a breathe.
I take a breath
& remember You-
The Great Beginning
And the End.
For even but a moment
It is just the Father and I-
A father and his daughter.
I rest at the feet of Jesus
Like Mary once did.
There is no agenda
No rush
No need to be anywhere but here.
I am humbled by His presence for
He radiates
Love,
Holiness,
Self-lessness,
Patience-
All that I am not.

I tell Him of my day
And the fears that have taken root:
The fear of failing,
The fear of disappointment,
The fear of not being good enough.
"It's too much!"
I cry out.
"I can't do it!
There's too many things and not enough me."
But my Father,
He tells me to list.
He tells me of how He has a plan-
A plan of joy
Not worry;
A plan of peace,
Not distress;
A plan of victory,
Not defeat.
"Child, yes, you are small,
But I am big-
Bigger than your plans,
Bigger than your hopes,
Bigger than your fears.
So take comfort in Me
When life is not at rest.
Find solace during the story
While knowing that I calm the seas."
January24,2014
jennee May 2014
I need to be saved
And wake up in someone else's arms
Feeling the absoluteness of security and love
Whether be covered in tattoos or scars
I'll accept you wholeheartedly
You're every embrace and flaw
Every feature I fall in love with
And everything else in between

I promise you this

But in return would you accept
Someone in need of saving?
Someone as ****** up as me?
Someone covered in detailed flaws
And darkened scars
From thighs to wrists?

n.j.
Red Bergan Apr 2014
Spellbound,
You forsake me.
Until now.

Please,
Save me from his curse.
Free from his grasp.
This is prison!

Please!
Free from the curse!
Save me from myself!

Save me,
You Sovereign soul.

I am spellbound,
A witch of the seven sea's..
My spells of ice,
I intend to be frozen for life.

So please...

Save me from his curse,
Free from his grasp.
Before I die.
And there's nothing left.
Free me from this past, A mate I cannot let go.

— The End —