O, weary heart, draw near
Cast ev’ry sorrow, hurt, and fear  
Upon the Prince of Peace
The Shepherd for the weak
He leads His sheep in love
Fulfills His purpose from above
Through height and valley low
Where, yet, green pastures grow...

"Behold! He’s making all creation
Sing the song of His redemption!
Jesus Christ will bring new life
To all awaiting restoration!"

O, broken spirit, sing
For death has ‘ever lost its sting
Through Him, the Spotless Lamb
The Perfect Son of Man
His blood, our sin, did spill
According to the Father’s will
To set the guilty free
For all eternity...

"Behold! He’s making all creation
Sing the song of His redemption!
Jesus Christ will bring new life
To all awaiting restoration!"

Awake my soul, arise!
The Day is dawning, fix your eyes
Upon the Faithful, True   
The King who’s coming soon
He will, in glory, come
So brilliant, shining like the sun
To banish gloom and night   
Our ***, Eternal Light...

"Behold! He’s making all creation
Sing the song of His redemption!
Jesus Christ will bring new life
To all awaiting restoration!"
I see the crowd all coming through,
But all I ever want to see is you.
Here I am again waiting for another maybe,
Like I used to, only prolonging my agony.
I try to leave pieces of proses and poetry whenever I can wherever I go written in uppercase, pink letters. This is the third one I left on my seat on the last place I've been to on 01-12-19.
Where in time,
Here and now?
Are you mad enough,
To follow me, somehow?
Do you think
Our lives would collide?
In a lonely spring day,
Don't you wanna stay?
Oh please,
Won't you?
Have you got to go so soon?
Everyday as I wait,
No sign of you seems to grace,
You're only a silhouette,
Oh, why must you always fade?
Under the sea, we'll crawl,
All light will go out,
Right as we see,
Eyes glazed with harmony,
Going somewhere?
Oh so soon,
No time to stay,
Exhale the words we shouldn't say,
In another spring day,
Wait until then,
All stars will align,
In the right moment of time,
Together, we'll unite,
For we may say farewell,
Or good-bye,
Resonating in our minds,
You and I,
On another spring day,
Under the stars again,
Till then,
Oh, wait for me, my friend,
Come on now,
On three, two, one,
March to the beat of our hearts,
East, as the sun grows high,
Bask in it's glow,
Another spring day,
Comes and goes,
Keep our hearts on hold.
Read the first letter of each line. I wrote this 'cause my best friend wasn't texting me back. But it was also inspired by BTS's 'Spring Day' (ofc) and that one spongebob quote.
Where in time,
Here and now?
Are you mad enough,
To follow me, somehow?
Do you think
Our lives would collide?
In a lonely spring day,
Don't you wanna stay?
Oh please,
Won't you?
Have you got to go soon?
Everyday as I wait,
No sign of you seems to grace,
You're only a silhouette,
Oh, why must you always fade?
Under the sea, we'll crawl,
All light will go out,
Right as we see,
Eyes glazed with harmony,
Going somewhere?
Oh so soon,
No time to stay,
Exhale the words we shouldn't say,
In another spring day,
Wait until then,
All stars will align,
In the right moment of time,
Together, we'll unite,
For we may say farewell,
Or good-bye,
Resonating in our minds,
You and I,
On another spring day,
Under the stars again,
Till then,
Oh, wait for me, my friend,
Come on now,
On three, two, one,
March to the beat of our hearts,
East, as the sun grows high,
Bask in it's glow,
Another spring day,
Comes and goes,
Keep our hearts on hold.
Read the first letter of each line. This is inspired by my best friend not texting me back, a little bit of BTS and that one spongebob reference.
Alarm rings, I wake
With more ease than recent past
My mind full of you

Screen full of your words
Reminds me of your morning
And how you miss me

Exciting moment
I shower for the day now
Thoughts of you cascade

Ticking away time
Like the thunder of spring storms
Bringing needed rain

Breathless pause I wait for you
"Call me" on the screen is "Read"
Haiku Sonnet
JAC 3d
It was sweet of you to sit beside me tonight
I needed someone to listen to the air with me
the two of our faces submerged in a mess
of cold winds and wintery spite and sounds
coats pulled to our ears covered in wool hats
shivers peddling their little dances through us
tremors from the soft of our shoulders
to the flats of our fingertips and holding tight
to our chests trying their best to force even breaths
we sat and waited for whatever we waited for
each unhappy with circumstances we dismissed
in a coat-and-glove-inducing January whisper
too early to be dark out and too late for light
but it was sweet of you to sit beside me.
kk 4d
I’ve kept you in my head so long
That the walls of my mind
Are painted with colors from the day we met:
Clouds scattered against the bluest sky
I had ever seen.

The floor is littered with poetry
Some of the finest I’ve ever written.
On the side is a locked box
With a barely closed lid.
Inside are the words I have yet
Spoken and said.
And they will stay
Unspoken and unsaid.
I  sit across the cold box
With my back pressed against the wall
Reminding myself that it’s time
To let it turn to dust.

Your voice won’t stop echoing
From the record player in the corner.
Dents on its side and
A fire under it
That refuses to engulf
The oil I spread.

The door in the back leads into a room.
Puddles of tears littered across the floor.
The record is barely audible as I approach
The center,
Which despite the pain and memories,
Still beats.
One day, I will be strong enough to paint the walls white.
Wolf Dec 2018
The apology
Was quite easy
I poured my heart out
Checked and realized my flaws
My thoughts were only of myself
But the wait
For your sweet forgiveness
It is sheer agony
A frail soul as I
Can bear the guilt no longer

When I was afraid
I spoke out to you
Then why do you abandon me so?
In a dark whirlwind of despair
Terror
Confusion
Such pain of the unknown
Just say it already!
Lift me out of the frying pan
And toss me to the raging flames
So after my flesh has melted away
I will receive my rest
Deb Jones Jan 2018
My Ireland

Next summer I am going to Ireland.
Where my yearnings have always been.
Since I was a child I knew.
The thought still gives me shivers.
I want to stand on ground and feel the steps my forebearers once walked.
The battle cries, the pain and the elation.
I will know them all.
I will know the hills when I see them.
Like calling to like.
I will drive until I find the place.
Then I will park and walk the hills.
I will look at the emerald isle and let the wind blow through me.
My family makes fun of me.
Asking how will I know.
I will know. I will know.
My heart yearns for Ireland.
And I know, just know
That Ireland has been waiting for me.
Dominique R Jan 8
Why are we still here?
Scratching and pulling at your skin
Trying to find the answers in your silent stares and unspoken phrases
I am tired of wrestling with it so I just push it aside
Hoping to hide the discontent I feel
And the anger bubbling up inside
Too tired to beg for it anymore
Too ignorant to understand
I am sitting in a waiting room while the clock laughs at me
Mocking my helpless state
Hopeless but still waiting
This is how I will always remain
Even when I am long gone
My bones scattered in that waiting room
Hopeless but still waiting
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