Joureny Renewed Upon these four walls I fixate my gaze hoping to find some sort of clarity as my thoughts speak silently listening with unfocused ears reminiscing of past regret. I pour forth my actions only to realize that there were no words to uphold their meaning I rationalize my intentions. I place my spirit upon the alter and instead live within my flesh for tis is comforting.....but pain is all I feel. Throwing common sense aside I rush head first into oblivion racing against time with no sense of direction confused I come across the same intersection of known variables and parables I know this because it is I who is still standing there...my reflection. He that is without sin cast the first stone, I said.
"For with the judgement you pronounce you will be judged, and the measure you use it will be measured to you." I replied. For as the body without the spirit is dead, so faith without works is dead also, I said. "But when you ask, you must believe and not doubt, because one who doubts is l... |
The Path Anxiety tormented I walk amongst familiar strangers,
Searching for peace as chaos plays its sadistic chorus.
Dancing are the woes of my heart portraying images of negativity,
Stirring confusion I walk with no sense of direction.
Eyes of judgement peer into my soul as if
Plotting animosity against me,
Ready to cast stones at me,
Denying my existence for I am nothing like them.
The road becomes hazed,
And even though my destination is but a few paces ahead of me,
My blind faith causes me to lose focus.
Blind sided by misery I am beside myself,
Looking from the inside out I begin to pray,
"Heavenly Father hear my cries for help.
Confused are my steps overtaken by false hope.
Tainted anomalies stalk me like prey as I welcome their deceit.
Detour these negative feelings and awaken my self confidence to walk this path void of fear.
Strengthen my resolve to conquer self doubt,
Strengthen my resolve to vanquish anxiety
Strengthen my resolve to persevere and break these c... |
The Unspoken Lesson My father was hardly part of my life for drugs and addiction enslaved him,
and before long cancer became his freedom song.
when the song came to an end,
he was finally laid to rest,
and my journey without a father began.
life became my teacher,
and circumstances my test subjects.
but as the years progressed life became too hard.
the struggle,
the pain,
and the grief of losing not only my mother,
but now my father too;
it became too much to bear.
before I can throw in the towel and give up,
God intervened.
He did away with the old me,
and gave me a fresh start.
He became my instructor,
the bible my curriculum,
His unfailing love my major,
and prayers were my study sessions.
what God has done thus far life's lessons could not even fathom the possibilities,
and w... |
I Humbly Request Upon my knees I open my inner my soul I eyes,
The depths of soul I seek and find endless comfort,
And as the light of enlightenment shines bright my heart becomes captivated
As peace and tranquility surrounds me.
I humbly request are the words I announce,
Thrust upon me trials and tribulations,
To grow in faith and strengthen my resolve,
My fear dissolves as long as I continue to evolve;
Hear my inner voice while I sign my resignation to rid myself of woes;
I rise from one struggle to face yet another,
But alone I say not so for I stand alongside my brethren.
Thine enemies cannot wait to attack,
For they lurk around each darkened corner wating to ambush me,
Their plans are thwarted due to the injustice they try to hide within.
I humbly request are the words I announce,
Defeated I say it is false for here I am,
Never the one to back down I am ground... |
A Rainy Day the sky cries but makes no sorrowful sound,
Lightining and thunder clashes in the distant horizon.
Outside I stand,
Allowing the raindrops to constantly hit my face;
Listening to the battle up above as the sound reminds my soul of a beautiful song.
I have fought for so long I visualize the blood from my sins are slowly washed away,
The daggers of hatred veered towards myself its clang becomes hollow.
Wounds heal as time wills its progression,
I close my eyes and say thank you.
Wash away my impurities for I am not perfect,
cleanse me of everything that taints this soul
And shine upon me new hope.
Who am I to question my future?
Who am I to regret the past?
Drenched is my body, but the soul is still dry,
Soaked are my clothes, but illness does not affect me.
My eyes welcome the tears shed by the angels for I take in your pain,
Do not cry as most of... |
I Rebuke You I rebuke you. Away with you who are weak, Holding me down as you search for pityAmongst those who love you.Welcoming pain, Enjoying the exstacy, Bathing in sorrow for no reason.Why?Do you not know the effect it has on other people?Do you not know the strain it puts on your soul?Most of why do you seek Love when Love is already instilled in you?Why?I rebuke you.Out my life I cast you out.Strong will and determined I will not allow you to hinder me no longer.I am strong.I am Loved.I shal be happy, Not to please others;To please myself because that is what matters second toLoving God.I rebuke the person known as me, Full of pain,Tormented by past failures, Clinging to false hope.I that is a rebel begs to shine bright, To show everyone that I am not invisible,To prove to everyone that I can make my ... |
Ambitionz (for Aspirations Contest) These are my Ambitionz;
To turn the non-believer within me into a believer,
That I will not let the color of my skin, naysayers, critics,
Those who judge me based on what they see in me,
or my past dictate how my future will turn out,
As the past is destined for learning just as the present
is meant to live as the future is a hope to gain if God wills it.
What is my future but a preordanied plan by God?
A future that already has a face as it waits for my embrace.
So who are you to tell me what lies in my future?
Who am I to try to squander what is already present?
Goal oriented and ambitiouz I will meet any challenge head on
And expect no hand outs from anyone for I am strong!
These are my ambitionz;
To love her more than the stars themselves.
To show her a world brought forth from a fantasy,
A love so pure that God Himself admires.
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Moving on Who are you to detest me? A simple metaphor of an unrealistic idealogy,Talking in hushed tones your words or petty.A mile in my shoes is something you cannot fathomFor I am on a journey to discover my manhood;As you still await acknowledgement from the unimportant.into my eyes you see every emotion known to man,A constant battle I struggle to gain the advantage;Some are won and in the same equilibrium battles are lost.I who express my faults thinks not of himself but those around meWhile you blame others I salute you for your believing in yourUnjustified ways...it's a shame really.I dream of joyous days as I torment myself,But as those days pass I recognize my blessings.Who are you to detest me?Your knowledge of me is of word of mouth,Orally passed down by those similiar to you;You know only what can be used to fuel the flre,But my dear friend I've doused t... |
Here I Stand Here I stand
For all to bear witness,
A broken man I am stripped naked.
In my nakedness I have nothing to hide,
From my mother's womb I was born
And Mother Earth I shall return;
In all my imperfect glory I show no pride
Only self confidence given to me by God here I am.
Here I stand,
bold and true for all to see,
A sinner by nature, but a firm believer that one day I shall truly live;
stones are cast before me by those who judge me
And as they strike me I feel no pain.
What is brought to the alter of my creation is my faults,
my impurities,
my flesh as well as my imperfections;
but as I stand before you I will become whole.
Here I stand,
A humble man reaching for what is thought to be unreachable.
Seeking guidance as I fortify my self worth,
Gaining knowledge as I read the Word,
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Battle Ready I follow not those of the majority,
but those of the least popular for alone I stand out.
I worry not of who I am,
but focus on what I am in the eyes of the Almighty Creator.
I cherish memories of good times as well as struggles
through them I maintain a certain degree of sanity only I possess.
Standing among myself I know me the best,
never misjudging myself I am victorious in mine own eyes.
placing sorrows amidst the woos of mankind,
I smile as they slip away to and fro out of existence,
I cry joyfully as they become one with the past for it no longer grips today.
Beside me I feel the presence of loved ones who were called home,
An arura of Loved I am perceived to be blessed therefore I am;
A gratitude of forgiveness for they pardon my mistakes,
a simple thank you transends into the heavens and takes flight among the angels.
fully dressed I bathed in rays... |