#faithful
faithful
to my friends and family
although they arent
faithful
to my God above
and to those ill meet
along the way in the future
faithful
a way of saying loyal
forever and always
like a love that never falters
or a steady hand to hold when the wind is rough
May 19
May 19, 2026 at 4:40 PM UTC
Captive minds set free!
Captive hearts unleashed!
Captive hopes given way!
Captive dreams raised to Light!
Prayers are heard.
You are known.
Actions are seen.
You are known.
No weapon shall prosper.
Beat your swords into plowshares.
A man shall eat by the sweat of his brow.
The righteous inherit the earth.
Evil prospers in vanity.
Too much worldly wealth.
Too much power.
Too quickly.
They don't see the doom coming.
until it is too late....
Can you hear our blood in the ground?
It cries for the avenger.
The avengers will hear, BEWARE!
What of our tears?
Jesus Christ hears it all.
He shall avenge us.
He shall come in the night like a thief.
Suddenly at a time unexpected.
Evil beware.
Your fate is sealed in innocent blood.
Face your maker!
Sooner better.
Repent ye faithless.
Repent ye vial.
Repent ye cowardly.
Repent ye liars.
Jesus Christ is God.
God is not mocked.
Jesus Christ is Good.
All good things come from God.
You belong to Jesus Christ, as a rebel or friend.
Make your choice, before the choice is made for you!
Apr 27
Apr 27, 2026 at 3:29 PM UTC
god answers all
with summer morning aborning silence pristine,
with winter snowfalls mesmerizing the child within,
with spring recharging electrifying rundown hope-batteries,
with fall's reminder, color is a transitional nature changement,
but now, avanti!
winter's rages and torrential escapades,
hurricanes and perhaps greater pain,
silently begging you to think and reconsider
the calm of fall, before the fall from & to,
that is his first and only answer,
always delivered,
most faithfully
“for ever new day, is god's best and final, and only offering” <nml>
Oct 24, 2025
Oct 24, 2025 at 3:18 PM UTC
Would that sweet peace within our bosoms dwell,
And never from its hallowed chamber flee;
That troubled hearts, long tossed on doubt’s dark swell,
Might anchor fast in calm serenity.
Descend, O gracious Lord, Thy quiet grace,
As once upon the faithful Thou didst send;
Bind Thou our hearts, let fear and storm give place,
And crown our restless thoughts with peace unend.
So, though the heavens shake and tempests rise,
Let steadfast calmness in our spirits reign;
A sacred hush no earthly wrath defies,
A gentle balm to soothe all mortal pain.
Feb 21
Feb 21, 2026 at 3:44 PM UTC
I had an eating disorder without knowing.
I would place the threads into my mouth and strangle them across the roof of my tounge, scrapping them across my teeth intrigued by it's ever changing texture.
There was once a cloth, a prayer mantle, it was first used to cradle each baby of this family, then it became the cloth my father placed over his body as he prayed in the depths of the night.
I pulled a piece out of that mantle, a thread at a time until the one thread became two and the two became three then three became seven until I was fully addicted to the feel of an object my body was not meant to consume.
That mantle became deshaped, disheveled by my constant pulling and tugging, all done to fulfill my yearning to feel it's ever changing texture on the caresses of my tounge.
I would try and stop myself from walking to that cloth.
I would hate my self for being so weird, and easily compromised.
The words of another telling me that I was a big girl and I shouldn't be doing that at my big age.
I tried to stop.
I really did, but whenever I did it called my name.
Whenever I was stressed, It comforted me.
Whenever I was sad it held my hand.
After a lost battle with lust it was like a cigarette wrapped over my hand,
Making my tounge water and my tummy gurgle.
It was the drug I could never get over.
One day, my father came to me and asked me why I had done this to his treasured mantle, I stood in silence, my heart pounding unable to answer his question, my heart clenched with regret and shame as what I had done was less than humane.
His eyes filled with confusion and pain.
It was the thing that cloaked him in his time of war and defence.
It was his armour in battle as he knelt to defend all that he loved in prayer.
And I had destroyed it.
The once blanket had become coaster of tassels.
And I was to blame, me and my weird desires, my lack of self control, my unappealing appetite for the insane.
This year I found out that my stronghold was an eating disorder.
What I thought was a symptom of madness was actually something I needed help with.
Back then, I went to God, asking him to deliver me from my addiction, I mustered up my strength, pulled what was left of the prayer mantle out of an old suitcase and I placed it in a bin bag ready for it's collection.
Those hard 3 weeks turned into some months and then I relapsed, the pain and condemnation that came with knowing I was doing something that caused damage to my health, I saw the proof of that damage every week still I shamefully persisted.
To this day I struggle with pica, but some days are better than others because I know God has given me strength to conquer these fleshly desires that leads me into pain.
God has brought me so far because there where some days I could not leave my house without a handful of shame threads in my pocket.
Now I am sitting here writing this poem overriding my flesh in His strength.
Thank you God for how far you have brought me and how far you will take me in this journey.
Dec 1, 2024
Dec 1, 2024 at 5:39 PM UTC
Joe was a teenager unhappy with his bed,
For it creaked a lot whenever he moved.
He asked his parents to get it fixed,
But they told him to grow up & earn.
Soon his parents were both dead,
In an accident, in a ****** one.
Though he escaped from the accident,
Poor Joe was traumatised unfathomably.
His parents had a great accidental insurance,
And they were so sincere in doling out the claim.
Cremated them in the electric crematorium,
He was left with a million dollars and an urn.
He had a girlfriend, Jonita, very beautiful,
She was very active in life and in the bed.
Tiaan-tiaan, karr-karr, chian-chian,
Creeaak-creeaak, creeaak-creeaak.
Helped him move beyond the sordid memories,
She helped him soothe himself with the love.
The bed used to screech whenever they played,
They jumped on the bed, and they danced.
Rhythmically their dance lasted for 7 minutes,
Sometimes they played for multiple sessions.
Jonita one day told Joe to be serious,
For life's not just about love and ***
Sure, Joe had a million dollars,
But that was what he inherited.
Now Joe must be serious and get a job,
For the inheritance & insurance are limited.
Jonita negatively motivated him,
Challenging Joe to earn something.
Joe promised to start earning,
But asked Jonita to marry him.
She consented, and they got married,
Kept the ceremony very much private.
Just the two of them, and two witnesses,
In that morbid-looking court house.
'That money is limited,' realised Joe,
Prepared to get employed with the Force.
He grew up and hustled harder in the fray,
And achieved getting enlisted in the Force.
Jonita was already happy, now she was proud,
Her stallion now wore the royal blue plumes.
"You're my centaur," she used to say happily,
Whenever he'd dress up for reporting at work.
Truly he was a centaur for her, and for the Force too,
Guiding his jet through the angelic skies.
'Life is good,' so thought Joe,
He trusted his every bro.
His friends assured him of his wife's safety,
Of her safety, Joseph indeed want a surety.
Joe went away for a war, call of duty, you know,
But before he went, he had a battle in the bed.
A ferocious one, with blaring metal in the background,
He drilled Jonita deep until they both bled.
There were scars on Joe's back,
As if a cat scratched him bad.
Even Jonita had hickeys and bite marks,
As if a bunny had nipped her *******
Her shoulders bore witness to love,
And to ********** of that dove.
The news spoke of a war that broke out,
And Joe received the deployment orders.
Now, soon he went away for the war,
He missed her during the month away.
The bed's creaking he missed the most,
The centaur avoided stroking his bird.
He focused on the war, and the battle plan,
Also, he wanted to save some memories to share.
He shot, he fired, and dropped some bombs,
Killed many soldiers, maimed some others.
He also downed many enemy fighter jets,
Evaded enemy fire, engaged them in dogfights.
Amongst all the targets he hit,
The enemy soldiers were decimated.
And they won the war sooner than expected.
He shifted his focus from the war to the lover,
But he planned something more.
Joseph wanted to surprise Jonita,
So he didn't let her know he was coming home.
When he arrived back,
He wanted to read her eyes.
So, he used his set of keys.
'Pleasant surprise' he expected,
But he heard the bed creaking.
The same way it did when they made love,
The same way it did when she rided his lightning.
He loaded his gun.
Nervous, he climbed up, expecting the unspeakable,
But peered inside the bedroom to find her alone.
Sure, she was naked,
But not with anyone else.
She was gyrating to his memories,
There was his name in her whispers.
And all this while,
Her eyes were closed.
Gyrating and vibrating,
Cupping her pillows.
It was her own hands,
Not anybody else's.
He unloaded the gun.
Joe was lucky,
He had Jonita.
Aug 3, 2024
Aug 3, 2024 at 10:45 PM UTC
If you gotta pick one over the other
Go with the other
Because if it was the one
There wouldn't be another
©2024
Mar 2, 2024
Mar 2, 2024 at 4:26 PM UTC
When I said
I was here for you
I didn’t realise
you wouldn’t
be here too
Feb 23, 2024
Feb 23, 2024 at 5:21 AM UTC
A woman spends her time,
Dreaming of a man unknown,
A world that's yet to shine.
It is his and it is mine.
She sees the stars up in the sky,
And wonders what they mean,
She dreams of places far away,
And a place she's never been.
She thinks of the one,
Who lives beyond her reach,
And wonders if he’s dreaming too,
Of things they cannot speak.
She knows that life is fleeting,
And time is always short,
But still she keeps on dreaming,
Of things that she'll exhort.
For in her faithful dreaming,
She finds a sense of peace,
A world that's full of love,
And a life that's full of ease.
So let us be like her,
And dream our dreams each day,
For in our faithful dreaming,
We'll find one another someday
Oct 3, 2023
Oct 3, 2023 at 9:47 PM UTC
There is this deception
That I always tend to believe
The past is great
The past is the golden age
But as I wonder,
What makes the present day?
Isn't lovely?
Isn't magnificent today?
And now I reflect,
And remember Your faithfulness
The present accumulates
The wonder of Your grace
Jul 2, 2022
Jul 2, 2022 at 12:08 AM UTC
Faithful you are who washed away sin and pain
Strengthen me and walk with me through the storm that l face
You took the blame and saved my soul
You called my name up in the mountain fog
A reason to live in my life again
You breathed within my soul
You grace and mercy unfold in the future
I thank you Jesus because you are with me now and forever.
May 27, 2021
May 27, 2021 at 8:05 AM UTC
God, talking to my heart.
Pointing out my blessings.
God talking to my heart.
Advising me of my treasure.
Tears come to my eyes.
Whenever you are mention?
And through all my evil ways.
You the object of my intention.
God talking to my heart.
On a daily basis.
God talking to my heart.
More than you can imagine.
I just know God is talking to me.
And I'm listening.
Oct 27, 2024
Oct 27, 2024 at 9:25 PM UTC
___’Ego sum hic.’___
_Calling to the dawn,
Baying at the moon,
Petitioning the horizon,
Summoning the faithful;
The yearning indefinite,
In pursuit of an enduring affirmative;
An echo searching for its source
In the boundless beyond._
___’Ibi tu es, tu es, tu es, tu es...‘___
Oct 4, 2020
Oct 4, 2020 at 1:28 AM UTC
I'm sorry,
I'm drunk, I know.
But how can you text me
a smile,
when you just threw
every promise
out the window.
When you let him in
and up to your room.
When you laid down
and let intimacy ensue.
If you wanted him,
just tell me
so I know where I stand,
so I don't have to be
your man.
Aug 1, 2020
Aug 1, 2020 at 6:30 PM UTC
Your loving hands dried up my tears,
And water droplets no longer blur my vision.
Your caring hands removed my blindfold,
And I can see you now as clear as day.
Your powerful grace transformed my frozen heart,
And it now beats to the rhythm of your love.
Ever since I stopped running,
Ever since I stopped and accepted my mistakes,
I have been able to forgive myself,
Love myself,
And just be
Me
Authentically.
I was so lost,
But I’ve been found.
I’m holding onto you
With both hands
And a tight grip
I will never
Let
You
Go
Because if I lose you, then I will lose myself.
I love you King Jesus. Forever and Always.
Jul 30, 2020
Jul 30, 2020 at 4:07 PM UTC
Faithful isn’t faithful unless its dependable
and Lord I don’t feel I qualify
Faithful sound daily, faithful sounds every
day rising with no need to apologise
Faithful isn’t faithful unless its consistent
and Lord, my consistency’s low
faithful sounds predictable, someone reliable
and Lord, you know that’s touch and go
Lord, grant me a spirit of someone who’s faithful
someone who’ll last til the end
Someone like you, who when the going gets tough
gets going and dies for his friends
Lord, grant me your Spirit, full to the brim
reliably and consistently there
so I may be faithful to you and to those
you have placed here in my care
Jul 16, 2020
Jul 16, 2020 at 6:16 AM UTC
Paved those scars to scale
Some ran away scared
Swallowed by fear they fled
Seeking for greener zones they fed
You stood by me still
Even when sick and ill
Your warmth made me well
You're greenery than 'em all
You sheltered me from scorching
Sun that sent grasses dying
Yet with you I'm still living
Leaping like a deer in glows
Take all the glory and honor
Lord my one-in-all
Mystic apt hue indeed
You're worth-loving.
Jul 15, 2020
Jul 15, 2020 at 8:04 PM UTC
No,
I'm not as faithful as a mutt.
Because dogs shuffle *******
Just like playboys change beaches.
But yes,
I am as faithful as a swan.
Because time goes awn and awn,
Swans don't desert their partners.
Jun 26, 2020
Jun 26, 2020 at 7:38 AM UTC
What an unfaithful little liar,
why couldn't you just love pure.
All you caused was this fire
that we had to fight and endure.
Jun 18, 2020
Jun 18, 2020 at 1:06 AM UTC
Faithfully Yours
True
Love exceeds without bounds
He Lives in You
So become Tender
In the Morning
Awaken
So silently
Love
Becomes
Real
Mar 25, 2020
Mar 25, 2020 at 11:30 AM UTC
From those who love you don’t avert your eyes,
Do not turn back from real friends of yours.
To keep away from them it is not wise.
Before such people never close your doors.
And when they ask for help, give them a hand.
Be generous to those who are in need.
Our life itself will help us understand
That faithful friends are human wealth indeed.
When they are thirsty let them come to you
To drink a glass of water from your well.
Keep always interests of your friends in view,
Within your heart let them forever dwell.
Be with your friend when he is ill on bed
To comfort him or just to lift his mood.
And if with hunger he is almost dead,
Then break your bread with him and share your food.
When he is tired and from home too far,
Invite him to your house to have a rest.
By doing it you'll show that kind you are,
And with a lot of friends you will be blessed.
Feb 26, 2020
Feb 26, 2020 at 3:02 PM UTC
You are reliable and kind,
The words you say are always true,
And everybody wants to find
Such a devoted friend like you.
Because when somebody’s in need,
You always try to help this one.
And all your actions are indeed
Worth praises for they are well-done.
Your smile is so sincere and warm,
Of sunny days it does remind.
And in your eyes there is no storm,
They mirror joy and peace of mind.
To you so skillful hands belong,
They add nice touches to our world.
Toward adventures with a song
You always keep your sail unfurled.
So every day be on your best,
Rejoice in everything you do.
Let all your days on earth be blessed
And always all your dreams come true.
Feb 26, 2020
Feb 26, 2020 at 2:56 PM UTC
Here
I will be with you through blood sweat and tears.
I will stick to you like note paper for years and years.
When you need someone to listen to, I will be all ears.
When the end comes and I fade away,
I will never truly leave your side; I will never disappear.
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Feb 24, 2020
Feb 24, 2020 at 4:25 AM UTC