Day without you Looks like wasted
Feels like wasted If you may
Even hours without you Feels like ages
Feels like crazy Will you stay?
Stay,
Ill share with you My dreams my thoughts
You are the love of my life
We bring together All our strength
To keep it worth while
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In silent night when rest I took
For sorrow near I did not look
I waked was with thund'ring noise
And piteous shrieks of dreadful voice.
That fearful sound of "Fire!" and "Fire!"
Let no man know is my desire.
I, starting up, the light did spy,
And to my God my heart did cry
To strengthen me in my distress
And not to leave me succorless.
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A paradoxical ode, after Shelley.
I.
My soul is an entangled knot,
Upon a liquid vortex wrought
By Intellect, in the Unseen residing,
And thine cloth like a convict sit,
With marlinspike untwisting it,
Only to find its knottiness abiding;
Since all the tools for its untying
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I wake up cold, I who
Prospered through dreams of heat
Wake to their residue,
Sweat, and a clinging sheet.
My flesh was its own shield:
Where it was gashed, it healed.
I grew as I explored
The body I could trust
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My son," said the Norman Baron, "I am dying, and you will be heir
To all the broad acres in England that William gave me for my share
When we conquered the Saxon at Hastings, and a nice little handful it is.
But before you go over to rule it I want you to understand this:—
"The Saxon is not like us Normans, His manners are not so polite.
But he never means anything serious till he talks about justice and right.
When he stands like an ox in the furrow with his sullen set eyes on your own,
And grumbles, "This isn't fair dealings," my son, leave the Saxon alone.
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Please tell me
That I can put my trust in your love
God
Because
I know that your love exist
But
I just don't know if I can put my trust in your love
Please tell me
That I can built my trust in you
I want to do that
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Trust once stood,firm and tall,
a quiet tower,shielding all.
But cracks appeared, unseen unheard,
betrayal whispered its quiet word.
What is a bond,if fragile,weak,
a promise broken when none speak?
The hands that held now hesitate,
once open paths close their gates.
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Distractions feel good, that's why they're distracting.
When are you going to trade the temporary for the everlasting?
I dwell on mountain tops, but I come from rock bottom.
I've been cut and I've been broken with plans for no tomorrow.
While I was weeping in my closet, I heard a voice in my head.
It didn't come from this world, nor did it deduce rightful dread.
While I was weeping in my closet, I heard a voice from within.
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We desire compensation because the world lacks the Lord's love.
Humans are designed to love unconditionally,
But the world has put a condition on everything.
Purpose isn’t to be fulfilled; it’s to be pursued.
Too often, we ask God to take the wheel,
But little do we realize, that God already paved the roads for us to travel.
Tuesday 14 May 2024
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What's your deal with patterns of old?
Have you not learned anything from what you’ve been told?
We compensate happiness for assets and money.
Outcomes synonymous with the feelings we get when we're lonely.
You told me to trust you and look where that got me,
Empty and forsaken, full of bitter, full of hopelessness and rotted dreams.
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