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phoebe fructuoso Apr 2018
Fulfilled and overwhelmed with His love,
beautiful enlightenment unlike any other  
- it circulates my system and I radiate it.

Despite all my worries, thoughts and anxiety,
love overpowers.
I’m back.

And better.
Shrey Mar 2018
We go to sleep
Wishing people sweet dream
From out there on the border
We don't hear your scream

We live near loved ones
But we do not really see
The sacrifices you make
To keep us all free

We never really cherish
The reason we can freely roam
Is because of never ending wait
Of your family to see you home

You don't take leave
Be it winter, spring or fall
In the shivering cold nights
You stand strong and tall.

While we enjoy the evening
Riding city on the bike
For nation, you play
The real life counter strike

You are the real superman
Even though you have son and bride
Fighting for the nation,
You die with pride.

For what you have done
Along with your crew
The nation shall never forget
We all salute you!
If i am sitting in my room writing poems in peace and if you sleep at night without worrying about tomorrow, it's cause of hundreds of thousands of true heroes, that spend days and nights to ensure we can.
Pluviophilist Mar 2018
Is becoming a runaway an option?
Can escapism, be a relief to this soul full of imperfection?
Or would it all just be a volatile alleviation?

I, I drown in a sea of commotion..
And I get lost in all this confusion..
But you, You are my salvation,
And so my soul rejoices with celebration
Mystic Ink Plus Feb 2018
For a reason
I value all, having a soul

Your virtue, unbiased.
Genre: Inspirational
NJ Brown Dec 2017
I'm all set but still I wander around as if I don't belong, I don't know what it may be but even if my aesthetics draw attention, I could never physically keep it. I don't do much to keep up my appearance because I'm undesirable in any case. I hold the broken in close regard, but I don't love the way I supposed to. I'm attracted to the damaged but it hurts when I can't approach it.
Is there truly a pain and displeasure in loneliness or am I just a wreck, seeking attention in all the wrong directions? I have no love for the clinging desire to be wanted but it aches to be pushed aside. If the computer screen is the only place I feel a spark, why is it that I'm always looking for a ****** presence that may never come in the dark.
I despise picking up shattered pieces from the ground because I know the truth is that the love I seek is not within these dangerous encounters. Maybe the broken are all one magnetic field of which we cannot guarantee any escape and I've been bleeding out so I've been neglected now.  Loneliness is the epitome of damage and I'll never get out.
MollyValentine Nov 2017
A man who hates himself
is a writer.
His woman,
who loves everything
and who is beautiful under doubt,
is always the poet.
-you have saved my life, i would be lost without you
-m.c.
African Barbie Oct 2017
And just because he didn't know what it was
that doesn't mean he never felt it
He'll remember it for the rest of his life
He'll get glimpses of it in people he falls in love with
Otherwise he won't fall in love
I hope his heart doesn't sink at the thought
I hope the nostalgia that comes with it makes him smile
God, I wish him so much happiness
He saved me from myself
He was the idea of a God come true
He denied me what I wanted, knowing
it was not what I needed
I will forever be grateful for the stars that brought us together
and pulled us apart when we got too close
Now I know when to set my heart free
and when to simply let it be
God bless his soul and those of the hearts that recognise his beauty
Failing,
It's all that I do,
Failure,
It's all that I am,
Until I open my eyes,
And look to you.
I cling to the truth,
It's all that I know,
All these doubts,
And the pain starts to grow.
But I close my eyes,
And I know,
This one thing I trust,
When there is nothing else,
I cling to the cross,
Jesus died for me.
My failures have been washed away,
All this guilt,
It doesn't have to stay.
I know who I am,
And where I belong.
And that's all I need,
To start to move on.
I would be dead if it wasn't for Christ, so how can I not look to him? I always mess up and think I can do things on my own. But I can't I so desperately need him
thepoeticwit Jul 2017
Why do we glory
in the death of
a Saviour?

Did He die
so we could live in vain?
Did He die
for our gain?

Why give Your life
for theirs
When they still
live in the transgressions
that You payed for,
the very same sins
that killed You?

Why glory upon
the death of
the Saviour?
Was His sacrifice
for nothing?

Why do we slave over
the image of
a dead Man on
that tree?

Why do we have to
offer sacrifices
at the altar,
when One sacrifice is
all it needs?

Why do we glory
upon the death
of the Saviour?

Shouldn't it remind us
of the glory
of dying to ourselves
so we could live?

Hasn't He resurrected?
If He still lives
why treat Him
like a dead man?

Remember then
when He comes again
and when we
tremble upon
not the death but
the life
of a righteous
Judge.

Repent.
Do not glory
in your sins.
Don't be complacent
just because a price was paid;
there is more you need to sacrifice
for the sake of your soul.

Why glory
in the death of
the Saviour?
No, instead
watch the glory
of the living God.
Pondering upon the image of Christ in His crucifixion...
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