No Pain, Yes Gain 

When a bud becomes a fullblown rose,

or a blossom turns to fruit

or a candle other candles lights

or a mountain cataract merges

with bigger and bigger streams

until finally he becomes the mighty Mekong

there is no pain....

Neither do we need to suffer

when opening our doors

to God's light and love.

-saiom shriver-

 

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What we had was real

What we had could not be denied

Well, what I felt

Its too bad you didn't realize

That this was until I lost faith

For months I kept this flame

Until you burnt me

By not realizing my love

And the moment you do

I had let it die within me

And had started another relationship

It was only about a week old

But I didn’t want to allow

This one to get away

Just because you said 'jump'

Yes, there were many things that

I could have done differently

But there were many, many

Things you could have done too

No, I am not like you

Yes, I am similar, but not the same

So, this is the last poem

I'm wasting on you

Because after this, you are

Out of my head

~Chrystal

Written on

May 23, 2014

I am gravely sorry
That you hold pain within you.

We share love,

Whether you choose to accept it
In your reality or not.

I am empathetic towards your pain.

I am not a psychiatrist.
I am not a psychologist.
I do not know how to control your delusions,
Only you know how to do that.

I do know this.

When you can clearly see,
That keeping your mouth shut,
Instead of opening it,
Is hurting far more people
Than it is helping...

...it's time to open your damn mouth.

05/19/2013 10:04 AM ©

I sat alone in the corner

The room around me was dark

Then you came and I saw your face

And behold there was a spark

A flame which flickered shyly

Afraid to cast a glow

But as you came to know me

The light began to show

It chased away the shadows

It danced upon my face

It turned my hole of solitude

Into a happy place

When you put your arm around me

It was like the thaw of spring

And the coldness slowly melted

As my heart began to sing

But soon the growing fondness

Turned into desire

And the spark that once had been so small

Became a raging fire

Now the flames grow ever higher

I think we’ve lost control

My body burns as the once small spark

Eats away my soul

The illumination

created by the

light of a

single candle

lives long after

it's wick has

turned to ash.

Copyright 2013 ©

Hurt is never ecstasy

Pain is never pleasing

But although it aches so bad

There’s beauty in your suffering

Like a rose, when crushed

Delivers its sweet smell to its destroyer

Like a flame, when doused with water

Turns into a cloud and flies away

Like a mountain, who’s being mined

Its rock turns to dust and dances in the wind

Like the night, being conquered

Brings forth a beautiful day

Like a mother for her aborted child

Sacrificing love, but too little too late

Like the death of a person

When they know there’s Paradise’s Gate

There’s nothing funny about it

I know it hurts so bad

But while you want to be happy

There’s still beauty in your suffering

Judgment proclaims
that blood must be shed,
Wrath is a flame,
ruby dance of red.
Holiness can gaze,
only with Righteous eyes.
Worship and praise
continually rise.
In twain they are covered,
by feathers of Light.
Forever to hover
in the realm of His Sight,
Terrible Vision
that can strike you blind,
split-second decision
that will melt your mind.
Caught in the storm
created for Pleasure,
their wings will keep warm
their most adored Treasure.
Angelic beings
with Godlike desire.
Drawn from the dreams
of Elijah’s fire.
Whispers of nightmares,
birthed from stray stars.
Calculated diamond stare,
machines made for war.
Hiding each awful face,
from a Most Holy Throne,
from Adonai’s Secret Place
they guard His Presence, alone.
No human could conceive
their purpose or His plan;
standing ready, to receive,
His nod or sleight command.
Though human sight cannot behold
this terrifying art;
you cannot weigh in silver or gold,
the radiant love in His Heart.
The gift that He has given to me;
in this earthen disguise,
Seraphim frozen by what they see,
His Reflection, in my eyes..