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Eleanor B Jul 2016
You saved me , you made
          A smile on my face

And then
                You left,
Leaving me broken.

Then,  I got
                 Sad.
And now there is blood on my wrists.
I believe in GOD
And I praise Him!
His greatness can not be understood.
No matter where life takes me my hope lies in Him alone.
I'm hopeless without His grace and mercies.
I thank Him daily because He's worthy of all the praise.
There's no one like Jesus Christ.
Tehreem Jul 2016
He is her favourite addiction
Her worst nightmare, and only refuge


His lips are her heaven, his words her hell
He gave her life, and took away her breaths
Cloaked in denial my demon tamer.
Jesus Christ;
              Faith and peace,
        Selflessness and purity,
      Understanding and gentle.
Beautiful in soul non judgemental,
         All wrapped up in love.
            In a nutshell
                He Looks like
                    Love.
Mona Jun 2016
You tried to figure out why the ying yang had two sides but you never got an answer because no one understood your question.

So you stared out of the window pane 'until the window pane understood your pain ,why dear .....angel asked the mirror

So you stayed in silence until you got used to it , you were drowning but you still remained thirsty maybe it was because you were already resentful with the sea so it never understood you.

You aplogised to your frail heart for making it cry that it drowned the river nile in that process the tides of the river where too much to handle.

So your soul never felt full because all you did was  feed the body not Soul why angel ......asked the mirrors

You have seen but not saw , you asked yourself and the man in the clouds why you haven't seen anything yet .

Love spit you out like a stone ,you cried no one heard you, your silence was so loud that we heard it echo in our ears.

They labelled you the bad one but the mirror never knew you were the one in pain because it reflected your mind not your heart.


But you where too fragile to even look ,so today the man in the cloud told me to tell you Dear ....angel you'll never die of a broken heart because your tears have reached his doorstep.
A narrative poem about being broken ,rejected and finding peace through God.
The broken character being someone I know (close) and me being the reflective glasses or mirrors.
Hopefully you enjoy
Amanda Francis May 2016
You are the lover that I never loved. A possessive, obsessive, controlling type. Your darkness wraps around my body, clawing at the scraps of hope I hold in clenched fists!
Monochromatic grey, your melancholy walls talk to me in my sleep.
The sand of time is carried on their breath, hourglasses shattered all over my skin!

My freedom cowers in the shadows of this cell, my dignity malnourished under the bed.
This isolation is more than I can stand, whilst the devil and god rage within my mind.
Waterfalls cascade down my face into oceans that lay at my feet.
Water levels rise, still salty tears can’t sterilize my eyes from the sins they’ve seen.

I pulled out my rib and carved a dove; through prison bars she flies…    Upon her return, my leaves of green, a letter in her mouth.
Paper with dotted lines and instructions to ‘fold here’
An origami boat of hope, with ores made from words of a friend.

In bold defiance, on the starboard side, words that shimmer in the sun.
Like a pool of water in the dessert or paracetamol to a headache.
I’ll hide in the decks made of paper and let the waves wash over me. Your walls crumble in a Tsunamis rage and my ‘Avoidance of Doubt’ shimmers on…
Rob Sandman Apr 2016
Well I'm ridin through the crossroads
on a midnight jet black horse,
got my pistol cocked and my sabre sheathed
,but loosely as a matter of course-

In the past I could let my guard down,
but Tonight I must not fail,
I'm like Jonah riding in the belly of the beast
while Ahab takes aim at the whale,
screaming from Hells heart I stab at thee for hate I spit my last breath
but tonight's my night
the coin's just took flight will it be life or endless death?,
I'm a wanted man with a blackened name,
and the hunter's have my scent,
but it's my one true love who I've got to save,
so on her rescue I'm Hellbent.

And the hell in there is not a turn of phrase,
she's in the grip of Satan's kin,
and if silver and steel can't save her soul,
I'll trade my own straight in.
because Sweet Alice always warned me
'bout the company I kept,
but I ignored her wisdom and for my sins,
she was taken while I slept,
by a Hell spawned demon creature
straight from Lucifer's darkest dream,
and her sob of fear is all I could hear,
now I'm haunted by that scream,
and for 11 years I've faced all my fears
on an evil infested trail,
a Witch woman omen caster told me I could save her with the holy grail.

I turn to see the demon following me
thru the gloom and misty hail,
and for the thousandth time I curse my oath to quest for the holy grail,
but Sweet Alice needs me to be strong,
and so I must not fail,
*to face hell's hordes and save her soul I must find the holy grail
I had always been a little cynical of artists who said their inspiration came from a dream,
until I fell asleep one night listening to Thin Lizzy and thinking of a "lost love" of mine and straight up dreamt Phil Lynott singing this song with a Guitar soundtrack.
Rest in peace Philo.
Bill Higham Apr 2016
Blessed love of mine,
Blasted is the wind tonight,
Take me, Hold me,
Blessed love of mine,
Tonight.

The half moon, Bright,
Grins malisciously, Ferry me,
Upon an open arm
Into your harbour wide.

Until the storm is over
And calm again this cruel sea,
Blessed love of mine,
Take me, Hold me.

Wash the salt away
Which bites and pierces this ****** wound,
Cleanse the wrecked soul rolling
In the savage swell.

Blessed, Oh blessed tonight,
Blasted is the wind,
Blessed love of mine.
Viseract Apr 2016
I'm sorry
Sorry I couldn't save us
Save myself
Save you

I'm sorry
I guess I'm not your saviour
Wasn't prepared
A little scared
And I tried

Oh I tried
You held the gun
Pressed it to my chest
Thumbed the hammer

I hadn't the strength
I couldn't fight anymore
So I raised my hands in surrender
And all I heard was the shot ring out

And all I felt
Was disappointment
As I hit the floor

And all I saw was red
And I guess my body bled
But all I felt was disappointment
Kenny Whiting Mar 2016
Everytime I think about,
  what My Gods done for me;
The more I give my life to Him,
  more mercy I can see!

It blows my mind to think how long,
  I ran the other way;
Thank God, My Shepherd found this sheep,
  This one that went astray!

He called my name, then brought me in,
  from sinful life I lived;
He talked to me and paved the way,
  My sins to ALL forgive!

Now each new step I take in life,
  My Lord now close beside;
He walks with me each night and day;
  He matches every stride!

Such joy and grace I've came to know,
  since God came in my soul;
Such hapiness and peace I have,
  Since giving Him control!

When now in life the hard times come,
  His arms are open wide;
He gives me shelter in those arms,
  A loving place to hide!

Now looking toward my Heavenly home,
  since death has lost it's sting;
I'm sheltered now from all life's storms,
  Beneath My Saviour's Wing!!
So here it is a brand new week, a whole new week of love, adventure and blessings, as well as a whole new week of trials and struggles. The greatest thing about being one of His Children is that in good times and especially in those hard or stormy times of life, we have a special place we can go to for shelter and protection! A place we can rest in the peace God's Love brings as well as a safe place to regain our strength to face what comes next in life! You too can find solace here beneath My Saviour's Wings!
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