the future



6:00 AM and nothing to do but write,
so I will write.
I thought of you last night.
Your face glided passed my consciousness like a ghost,
Like a breeze that appears to have no source;
So were my remembrances of you.

I was your angel of light
Your knight in shining armor.
But I was deceived;
I was betrayed by my self-love
To trade my light for darkness
And my armor grew rust.

I could no longer protect you
Not even from myself
And so you left me
To die a death without you
To kill any hope of restoring my soul.

So I wandered
Further and further away
Until I grew homesick
I missed you
For home is where the heart is.
But although I wanted you back
I saw us for who we were
And the pieces of the puzzle didn’t seem to fit

So I went home
To find my Father waiting for me
He didn’t say “I told you so”
Instead, the only time I ever saw him run
Was when He ran for me
The only time I saw Him cry
Were tears of joy when I returned
He cried “This is my son! This is my boy!”
The only time I saw Him die, was when He paid my debt in full.
So tell me, whom do I love more?
Because I love Him, I love you also
For you are His as well
And I still love you,
But more than I ever have before.
May it always be.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Stayed up all night last night.... and had nothing to do. So I sat down and wrote this. Enjoy!

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A Window To My Soul

Light and Dark

A massive wave of a deep black sea,
Is what my guilt amounts to me.
The past, the past I do regret
The pain of it doth make me fret.
The girl, the smile, the face,
The sweetest love, her warm embrace;
These things I remember in the night,
Oh! that I could make them right.
The pain, the sorrow,
The still tomorrow,
Is there no rest for my soul?
Is there naught to make me whole?
The guilt, a sea,
A tsunami,
Death I feel each day I live.
But Death’s fear instinctive;
I cannot die by my hand.
There is no rest in this land!
Please, save me from my sin!
Please redeem where I’ve been!
You payed my debt, I see it now,
And although I know not how,
I know that I’m free from my master past
And I know that I’ll not be the last.
So, before your kingdom comes in Glory
I’ll tell others of my story
I’ll plead with them, to end their sin
And tell them of the place I’ve been
That they can see your love for me
And they can have that love from Thee.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

The title was chosen only because I didn't have one. It sounds more like a title for a little something on eyes.... maybe I'll recycle it later....

When i grow up i wanna be a penguin.

Hey when you were younger what did you want to be
Cos I bet/knew it wouldn't be the same as me
I had the wierdest of aspirations or dreams
Which means that this will reveal a piece of me
Something that everyone of you can see
So I wrote some poetry from the perspective of a younger me

When I grow up I want to be a penguin
But not like happy feet I won't sing
Ill have these paddle wings
And I will only fly when I swim

Ill always look dapper in black and white and dance through the endless night
Ill find me a nice lady who looks right
And though I'm grounded I'm flying like a kite

Penguins always look formal, dressed smart
been my favourite animal from the start
Cos on land they may always be last
But in the water they are cast in the role of a master..

When I grow up I wanna be a penguin, see me swim with a beakish grin

I'd have some manly sheen on my feathers and I'd remain warm despite the weather
And I'd be patient never reach the end of my tether
And no one would want to hurt me ever

And when my lady friend was baking bread
And dropped a bun, that's when I'd step
Up and take care of the little egg
I'd be the one to stick around with my shiny feathers I would surround the little egg and I would let loose wild sounds of joy because I had this feeling it would be a boy. And I would wait through the cold wind, but because this isn't happy feet I wouldn't sing.

And one day I'd find my lady friend when the endless summer ends and the night descends.
We would hold wings and watch the aroura cover the sky looking dapper us both in black and white and we wouldn't need to fly and we wouldn't reason why, we would just observe and learn and look reserved as penguins do.

See when I was younger I wished I was a penguin looking dapper in black and white, waited to find a lady penguin and dance all night. I didn't need to fly because I could swim and I would love my paddle wings and I would always stand ready with a beakish grin.

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New Change


Sun shines happiness
Longing for a descent change
Clouds are far behind

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Any comments, good or bad, are welcome. Please leave a comment and let me know if you liked it, how it made you feel or what you didn't like about it. Thanks for taking the time to read my work. :)

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