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Maybe it was my fate to always hate
To loathe and despise
After all love and hate they
stand side by side
at the same entry gate
into the mind.
Sedate I'd feel the need to vent
to isolate, to feel
Something, anything, a negative
rather than a positive.
To overstate my need.
My want to hate
would obviate and obscure my fate.
Hate doesn't differentiate
Hate needs no explaining
Emanate hate, and you are guarded
from others, and yourself.
Love allows disappointment
Hate allows the known.
Hate humiliates me, this I know
It manipulates, resonates and reverberates
But, this I know
Hate like a crow will pick my carcass
like carrion.
Please let love pervade
Please let love venerate
Please let love in at the gate.
© JLB
Every woman should bathe herself
then look in the mirror au naturel and say,
"My body is beautiful" because
we forget sometimes that the only person
we need to please is
**ourselves.
 Apr 2014 Yhama ButterFly
Curtis
Hello followers
How are you
I'm not well i must admit
If your here or there
Its good you care
Always care
Take it
Take it everywhere
 Apr 2014 Yhama ButterFly
Curtis
Someone had asked
Hello, what does it mean
I think i have found
I think i have finally seen
What hello actually means
Its more of a question
Than a greeting
It asking for a hand
A hand to help guide
And move you along
Its the bridge of language
From me to you
Hello
Do you choose to cross the bridge i have made new?
 Apr 2014 Yhama ButterFly
Curtis
Why is it that i cannot see
It is obviously the choice of me
I need to push forward
And let come what will be
But i simply cannot see
My heads to the ground
As i wear such a frown
But i not need
I not need a frown to bind me
I need only me
And positivity
 Apr 2014 Yhama ButterFly
Curtis
Sleep come to thee
Take me away and whisper
Come with me

A place not so far
With rivers and forests
Crystal clear
A place where i have no scars

Clarity come to thee
Why cannot i see
I need to set myself free
While I'm awake in reality
How do I express my gratitude
To the most Holy who has given me life?

Why is this day so set a part from the rest as it is another day He has given us life?
Maybe it shouldn't just be this day to give praise,
But every single day that He has given to us.

Let me live for you, Jesus.
Hear the song of my heart as I proclaim Your great love and faithfulness to the world.
Let me be set apart, different from the rest as I try my best to honor You.
Let me glorify you all my days, and let you be first in my mind and heart.
Cleanse my mind and my heart and make it pure.

Thank you for dying for me, sweet Lord Jesus.
This life is nothing in comparison to the eternity I will one day have with You.
Take this world and give me Jesus.
To my Lord Jesus Christ, who I am madly in love with. To be honest, this really wasn't a poem but instead words of gratitude to my God.
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