Poetry Today, Songs Tomorrow

Monthly Archives: August 2013

So many constraints and so many days

 I lay wondering where I will be

In a year from now

I tell myself to rest in desire

Of the future but as it turns out

I would rather forgive my future

Than knowing what it holds

To the truth of me

And in me stews possibilities

Broadcasting and internationally

Recharging my abilities

So that some day I can say

That my trust comes in the present and stays

With the day that wakes me.

Today is my memoir

And yesterday might have been misery

But tomorrow is pure registry

Of my satisfaction.

I make my world

And Im calling tomorrow

To be selfless and forgiving of me

So that I can hold strong to

Delivering who I want to be

From this day forward

Holding my marbles

In my pocket that came from Jesus.


Determination

So long ago I was beside myself

Living in inequities and transgressions

Possibly holding them to my side for too long

Now, I’ve come to manage my fear

Is not in the dear restraints that keep me

On my toes searching for more

Now I tear through my bandages

Hoping to break free of what once was damaging

Is now testimony of my safety

My nature Is terribly uncertain

But today I raise the curtain

And call it my testimony is shown

Such as a retardation is prone

To dissolving through the richness

That becomes my suit of armor

I’m one with my natural self

No longer holding to inhibitions

But farther proving to myself

That my keep is tender

And so is my meekness

So I surrender in passion to my faith

Because it is my only salvation.


My soul sits

As a dialect of love

You’re overcome my failures

And I attest you exists

Your presence is regal

And I am in upheaval

Of your decent

Your directness

Overshadows me

And your performance

Is masterfully rattled


My soul rings a treble in the water

Its youth is flattered

By the glorious waves of continuity

This everlasting fountain

Is to blame for my loss of  shame

I’m one with myself

And I reign forever as the water

So aqua and truly the queen of me

Is the perfection I wish to be.


My passions take me past my critical affairs

And lurks beneath my skin a pair of hands

Keeping my heart beating

This pressure that I bear is also in you

We receive and view passion differently

But we are all the same

Made of blood and bone

And my tone might come off

A little honed in on you to step up

And match me at my eyes

You cant stay down on your knees all day long

Anymore

It’s time for you to start redirecting and reaching

And perfecting this art of your life

You manage to have a testimony

Can you also be damaged by a lonely?

Recover and feel projected of strength

Erect yourself and stand like you mean it

Today and say it is in your blood that you can meet with

Adversity in the eye and say

Watch this!

Because I have Christ.


Targeted

My position plays me into

A description only few

Can mark of

Tender memories

Pleasant anomalies

Programmed

For a consumption of life

We are handed a target

And it’s our job to find it

In action

So is it up to me to hit it

Or do I commit to just viewing

What meets my eye

In a simple try

To hold onto my ego

Is it most reigning in my past

Or is it always set in the future

How true it would seem to me

To be always challenged

Seeing where I might be

Shall I let go of what holds me back

Or is it leading me into a place

That I once met with the dice?


You take me out of the depths of despair

 to stir in me

what clearly reassures my abilities

as splendid

I’m writing day and night

For what seems to be right

Hoping to monument my sight

Of what was once a fright

With all my might

Can I take me to new heights?

All of me being in a flight

Of what was once that created my plights

Also created my abilities to forgo my next insight

Offer me a tight

Hope and let it soar in quite

A satisfaction that makes me tell satan to bite

Me in this new light