Friday, January 4, 2013

A Revelation of Healing

* This was a personal revelation of healing from the Lord I made into a poem*

Like a Fragile Porcelain Doll
Broken
In peices
Slowly
Gently
being put back together
By the hands of the Lord
The broken Doll
is me
Pains of the past seep into the empty holes
Emotions swirling rapidly into a dense ball
Hardening
Uncomfortability
Aching Negativity
Slowly being healed
Peices being put back together
Restoration is key
slowly Being made complete
Stonger
Stronger
Growing stronger because He the Almighty Sustains Me

Thursday, January 3, 2013

To shine in shades of Grey

In this world - this young and blinded  generation how long will we walk in the shadows of iniquity and live a life
In bondage
In chains
In this world we subconsciously conform to many wicked things
Controlled like puppets on a string
To sing the words of carnal minded lyricists
To clothe in Lust
Kicking behinde our morals and virtue
Leaving our very self worth in the dust
Like david said the wicked wander everywhere and what is worthless is exalted by the human race
which is in Psalm 12 verse 8
A Spiritual debate of flesh against the spirit
How long will this Generation march in the rebellion
Basking in the pleasure of sin
To blend into the world
Hiding into the shades of grey the enemy has penciled in
These warped views by ignorant minds
Setting the boundary of normality
Like What is normal?
Conformity?
Trying to be different but conforming to what is normal?
With society selling girls showing bare skin
To taste the bittersweet flavor of attention
I myself carried the belt of insecurity around my waist
And tied self worth to my body , my face
To meet with these worldly standards i couldnt even reach
But little did i know the Lord called me Out to be different
To stand out like a flower among weeds
To spread some seeds of righteousness
To experience his divine power manifested in me
Yes me !
He saved me from my Own demise
Holy is He his mercy, his grace, his salvation
He Saved this wicked generation from the pits of Hell
Yes He can save you !
Work in you !
His glorious light shining through you !
See we have forgotten our true identities as children of God and believe we are who the world says we are but we are who
He the Almighty says we are
We are the salt and light of this earth
Our light not to be put under a bed but on a lampstand
To take a stand against the enemy
He has given us authority over the enemy
We have a calling do Great things in this world
When will more of this generation rise up and exalt his name
He who is More than worthy of praise?
And proclaim his name on the rooftops
Shedding light on this world
Who is lost in the Shades of grey

To Wonder

A young dove stained with ink
A flower painted in pink- starts to Turn Grey
Oh Where has the innocence gone ?
Is it hidden in a quiet forest?
Or where the snow might lay?
When A deer lost in the evergreen prances
And The wind kissed leaf sways
To life's melody of untaken chances
When a sad lament goes unsung
Futility stretched beneath the Sun
The rose that blooms in the garden
Knows not its own beauty
When A baby opens his eyes to a New reality
Why did the dove drink from the fountain it was offered?
And the beautiful flower is now wilted
Why has this olive leaf died on the vine ?
And The clouds open up and start to cry
The broken wing was mended
But the Two roads of life has bended
Where has the innocence gone ?
I sit here and wonder

Sunday, December 9, 2012

Vanity's Illusion

This dream of perfection Inplemented in the minds of many
Starting with an innocent child
These Nationwide messages
So vile and caniving
Hidden behinde a cookie cutter smile
OH ! Your perfect stike a Pose
But even your beauty fades after awhile
Industries now dominated with the lightest tones- prettiest faces
Traces of flaws are hidden through makeup and straightened Hair
Make sure not to shed a tear or the fakeness of the image will smear
Codemned are those who do not fit into the mold 
hold tightly to the beauty that lies within because society does not Care
Those unaccepting are the carnal minds
Who are
Shrouded behind evil eyes
Who are
guided into the lies
spiraling into self destruction
Fears of being unaccepted
Being judged
Theres No escape
But chains of insecurity hold you captive
Lord please Heal the broken in spirit
This Generation is wallowing in Sin
And Satan is Thirsty for souls
Swallowing up your Children
OH !
how wonderful it is when you have no Clue That
WE are the puppets its time for our Cue
The enemy is pulling the strings
Leaving us blinded by the illusion
Blinded from the greater things
Blinded by the lies
When will we wake up and answer to the ring
To allow the Lord to Cut the strings
and be free from Comformity

Friday, December 7, 2012

Worth Being Fixed?

A page slightly rippled
A glass cup that has cracked
A promise that has been broken
But a complex relationship thats worth looking back
Is it worth being fixed?
To slip on a L
and choke on an O
The vivid memory of a V and to studder an E
when the "we" becomes I and the "Us" is without me
A shift - drifting in a lonesome sea
Cant you see the rose thats starting to wilt ?
The Closeness thats starting to tilt until one person is at the edge of the cliff
Extend the hand that shows you care
Give me a lift
Rekindle the dying flame
Hold me close
& show me bliss with this everlasting kiss

A bird In a Cage

Lost
Helpless
Trying to break free from an unfaced reality
Gone from the past
Running from the present
Lost in a hopeless future
You're A frog on a scalfold poked with sharp sticks
A person hit with hard cinder bricks
Restrained from the lies
Those evil bloodstained eyes
Trying to revive the broken spirit You've held inside
Once the tears have dried the only place u can hide is behind a fantasy
Pure bliss...serenity
Snap back into the now and you  see these bars
These cold metal bars that hold you from the life that once was
like a bird trapped in a heavy metal cage
All because of that one
Haunting.....
             Mistake

Thursday, December 6, 2012

The Mortality of Love

   These moments that could last forever start to feel like decades...ages
When a relationship goes through those "rocky stages"
The pages in the book of love has been slightly ripped
To trip on the words I love you and the everlasting kiss he left starts to fade from your lips
In the beginning we all are full of pure bliss- ecstasy- the high on cloud nine has dropped a few numbers
The romantic midsummers become burdens on our shoulders
Couples become singles as reality rears its ugly head
Dusting off bits of cloud nine that shrouded the minds of you and your lover
The closeness becomes distance as times flies by and you see the one you thought you loved- waving goodbye
Reality creeps inside the plexiglass box seperating your fantasy
Its looking snidley..shaking the glass widly..nowhere to hide
but face the truth
open your eyes and see the reality thats lies
Outside