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Happ-i-ness

Happiness is not like art,which someone createsand then we enjoyforever.It is more like coffee,which we consumeand then make moreas needed.

Hazel

Once I saw your eyeslight with delightI began to memorizeeverything you like.

Stops

And I was walking alongjust myself whenI felt: youat my side, going maybethe same wayand making the same stops on the way.

Valsinats

You have imperfections I wish to worship. You have failures I wish to bury. You have faults I wish to revere. You have daydreams I wish to realize.You have memories I wish to make.You have dreams I wish to invade...

H e // T h e e

Dear God, I pray all unafraid // As girls are wont to beI do not want a handsome man // But make him, Lord, like Thee. I do not need one big and strong // nor yet so very tall,Nor need he be some genius // or wealthy, Lord, at all;But let his head be high, dear G..

Jesus Freak

Have you been betrayed by the church?If you haven't, chances are you don't understand the Gospel as well as you think you do, or you're sitting on a goldmine.

Thee

Dear God,I pray, all unafraid, as girls are wont to beI do not want a handsome manBut make him, Lord, like Thee.I do not need one big and strong, nor yet so very tall,nor need he be some genius or wealthy, Lord at all;But let his head be high, dear God, and let his eye be clear,His shoulders straigh..

Poet.

Obsession it takes controlObsession it eats me whole.I can't say the words out loudSo in a rhyme I wrote you down.Now you'll live through the agesI can feel your pulse in the pages.I have written you downNow you will live foreverAnd all the world will read youAnd you will live foreverIn eyes not yet..

Taken

I am takenI am not my ownI am SolomonWaiting to sing his songI am for you, I am for youAnd I am olderBut I feel so newI am unfaithfulI am trueYou know I'm so in love with youI am all these thingsBut I'm nothing without you

Houseless

A man knows not his purposeuntil left along life's road aloneLetting go things of his former lifecaring not what he may own As then he finds solace to crywhen he sees that he is so realLiving through dark rains nighthe then knows that he can feel In that one divining momenthis purpose beco..

Shine [Matthew5:16]

Appeased by their generous wordsfollowingthat complimentary, fascinatedsigh. "You'reglowing, youmust be in love?"Iutter in admission,surelymy smile implies."Well,there is this one Guy." He..

Murk

I find within myself remnants of your spirit & fragments of your love. Yet abiding in murky desire I find solid reminders, like the impossibility of.

Houselessness

“I was hungry. And you gave me somethingto eat. I was thirsty. And you gave me something to drink.I was a stranger. And you invited me in.”[Matt25:35]This verse, followed by a list of itemsneeded for donation was posted by a local mega chur..

Jesus Was A Hobo

Jesus Was A Hobo Everything seems so mysterious to me I’m walking down a bad stretch of road My love lies in the arms of my enemy And I’m afraid to face the future alone I hold up my hand in front of my face My skin is so thin I can see the bone I&rsquo..

Speaks

In the beginning was thewordleaving implication that voicelessnessis a concept of lack & yet incomprehensibly bleak.As we embark on this spiritual questto the core of our individualitywhere voices reside dorman..

Tent City

Know this by the starsin the night skyfor what other thana handcrafted canopy,lets His glorious lightburn through for all to see. This world isn’t ours,we’re all living homelesslyin a big tent city.

Testimonial Tale

Abold affair with a delightful demisewheremy soul & mind compliestoloose ended circumstanceleftunbounded & alliedwhilewaiting on HimHisha..

W.O.R.D

Ideas for the Open Mic night I'm starting

EcaeP

Peace to the raging oceanPeace to swirling seasPeace whether withoutOr withinside me.

Voicelessness

Voiceless is a concept of lackwhere voices belong notto those bearing mere wordsbut to the fearlessly unspokenof whom love as the Lordscontrary of those who speak we're His children chosen individually to lead poetic roles expressing His lov..

Bellarive-Tendons

Poets before me have triedto measure this loveAnd if 40,000 brothers cannotwith all of their quantity of lovemake up this sumThen how can my heart contain this massIt would only burst at the seams intoa million tender piecesSo what thenWhat good is a broken heart to YouCould you even hear my heart f..

Back To The Street Boys

Clothe Your Neighbor As Yourself

Pulse

Love is a verbthe force behind a luminous, radiant lightsurrounding edgesof that silhouetted doorlove is the key to this cureThe art of losing myselfIn bringing You praise This fable union of unmistakable bliss is more than a tiny flame behind eager, dilated ..

Waiting on God, with God.

A bold affair with a delightful demisewhere my soul & mind compliesto loose ended circumstancesleft unbounded & alliedwhile waiting on HimHis hands in mine standing alone yet together facing forevereyes to the heavensside by side, steps coin..

Janette Ikz - I Will Wait For You

THIS IS NOT AN ORIGINAL.

Janette Ikz - I will wait for you

Arteries so clogged with my will,It blocked His will from flowing though me.So I thank Christ that His blood pressure gave this heart an attack,flatlined my obscured vision and put me flat on my back. Through my ignorance He saw, so through my sternum He sawed and cracked op..

Ours, Not mine

this isn't minetime is short, fared too heaftlyI hear a voice as it echoes through my sleep I awake searching the dark intensely and deep Every moment of the waited anticipation Signals the upheavals of an ending partition A cry of exalted joy, untarnished and pure A finale c..

Bleeding Love

Dear Child, You may not know me, but I know everything about you (Psalm 139:1). I am familiar with all your ways (Psalm 139:3). Even the very hairs on your head are numbered (Matthew 10:29-31). For you were made in my image (Genesis 1:27). In me, you live and move and ..

Wasted, Wasteful & Wasting

"Name('s) Sake"

“Follow the pattern of the sound words that you have heard from me, in the faith and love that are in Christ Jesus.” 2 Tim. 1:13

Shadow Box

1. To make the motions of attack and defense, as in boxing, as a training or conditioning procedure. 2. To evade or avoid direct or decisive action.

Searching

It's a peculiar tactic to fill the voidsof others insecurities there, between those sheets if it's a righteous path of self-discoverance you so desperately seek.

New not Knew.

I don't like it the wrathof all these haunting memoriesknocking down the damnsflooding life with tears ever so easilyonce again I break the promise of strengthmade new each daywhile fighting a war of miserybetween remembering and forgetting it..

Take a Second Look

With new eyes, at new story to tell.

Ingrown Eyeballs

There is no frame of such great size that could capture his imageplaced on my heart & throughout my mind. What a masterpiece is the reflection of Christ a perfectly uncaptured piece of artof this divinely frameless design.

Tres Largos Meses

3 months, 13 weeks, 93 days.

Call The Plumber, We Have A Leak

Likecrazed vulturesthey'llprey on us,thethirsty and weakpeeringin, hoping for a collision betweentemptations, desires and truthwillwe lay in a coffin of compromise asthey come in..

Awe'd

A show is what we wanteda show is what we sawas it came to an endand the curtains were drawnroars raged as the audience applaud walking out to give curtsies and bowsyou truly gave it your allflowers thrown at your feettwas breathtakingly inspiringyou really awed us all

The Fire

our eyes fixated in but one directionretraction not an optionfaith, the power which drives this forceentered through the openings we left unguardedwhile we were dazzled by the bright lights and the promise of the new creationit was the flame that lived withinone we have lived withoutset off on ..

Formula of Contentment

[Tick tok x Shhhh] < Hmmm = Ahhhh Repeat.

Biter

A temporary high.

My Dear

"And over all these virtues put on love, which binds them all together in perfect unity." Colossians 3:14

Who Forgot The Life Raft?

Drown or dry it up

Billboards #1 Hit

Where's the off button?

We are the ocean; These are waves of divinity.

There's no weakness in meekness.

Cass Smeers the Spear

Playing around with Shakespeare inspired Early Modern English.

Forty Two Days

The day after the forty first day.

ToBeAnced

Dispense with gravity

Imagine it as a song.

Rooted

I'm trying to forgive and forgetbut you grew roots into my ribcageand sprouted flowersjust underneath my heartI sit around picking the petalsbut I have not yet ascertained whether you love meor not.