I wrote this back in high school:
Your eyes, like fiery diamonds,
bring heaven upon me,
hair like silk, skin so smooth,
it tortures me, insane.
Your voice, so soothing,
calms me so crazy,
and in the midst of all this beauty,
I crumble.
_
Monday, November 28, 2011
Friday, November 11, 2011
Working Through the Spaces Between
Resignation.
Have I given up?
Or am I lost?
Maybe I have just
Finally accepted
That which I knew to be
Inevitable.
Courage.
I admit that I
Was wrong in my
Thoughts and ideas
Concerning our
Relationship—
or lack thereof.
Perseverance.
I want to give up.
I don’t need this.
But indeed I will not
Lay down and die,
But I will press on
Encouraged.
_
Have I given up?
Or am I lost?
Maybe I have just
Finally accepted
That which I knew to be
Inevitable.
Courage.
I admit that I
Was wrong in my
Thoughts and ideas
Concerning our
Relationship—
or lack thereof.
Perseverance.
I want to give up.
I don’t need this.
But indeed I will not
Lay down and die,
But I will press on
Encouraged.
_
Wednesday, November 2, 2011
Ruins
My heart burns inside me with an intensity
found only within the ruins of my love.
The passion felt—unnerving,
and I fear it might consume me.
But for the light of Christ I am lost,
and with His love only will my heart be saved.
_
found only within the ruins of my love.
The passion felt—unnerving,
and I fear it might consume me.
But for the light of Christ I am lost,
and with His love only will my heart be saved.
_
Thursday, June 2, 2011
Heartache
Who can say what happens in this crazy world of love?
One minute there’s a flash, the next a dying bulb.
To say I think too much is much too accurate,
As is thinking I’d so quickly get over it.
One might’ve thought there was chemistry abundant,
Looking around, listening to what seems apparent.
Still, you did not experience my feelings,
And now I suffer the pain of those dealings.
Now what is to happen? I think I have no clue.
Maybe peace and rest, but surely not so soon.
I’ve learned many things and now here’s my cue;
I will remain, always, forever…a true friend to you.
_
One minute there’s a flash, the next a dying bulb.
To say I think too much is much too accurate,
As is thinking I’d so quickly get over it.
One might’ve thought there was chemistry abundant,
Looking around, listening to what seems apparent.
Still, you did not experience my feelings,
And now I suffer the pain of those dealings.
Now what is to happen? I think I have no clue.
Maybe peace and rest, but surely not so soon.
I’ve learned many things and now here’s my cue;
I will remain, always, forever…a true friend to you.
_
Friday, January 21, 2011
Tears
Stars shooting, falling through the sky,
So many...many glistening,
Falling...falling, simply to die,
as though no one’s even listening.
Falling, always never...but ever alone,
Absorbed in the onslaught of the earth,
Dropping...crashing, and a little moan,
so small, just a flicker since their birth.
Because the darkness...darkness heavy,
Not often seen are they,
If one should see the broken levy,
take this time...this time to pray.
_
So many...many glistening,
Falling...falling, simply to die,
as though no one’s even listening.
Falling, always never...but ever alone,
Absorbed in the onslaught of the earth,
Dropping...crashing, and a little moan,
so small, just a flicker since their birth.
Because the darkness...darkness heavy,
Not often seen are they,
If one should see the broken levy,
take this time...this time to pray.
_
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