Jah-Jah-Warrior

There is a still small voice in winter’s wind. I sighed in remembrance of His love. Looking to a nest once owned by a dove. Vacant with snow and feathers in between. Something inside is hoping for feathers. Feathers to take wing and fly away home. Where my beloved waits for me alone. I love how He fills me while grass withers. The sun comes over to warm my cold cheeks. He calls again only in whisper still. To love is His way and always His will. Every day I am the one He seeks. Although my love has to chase me all day. I will always still love Him and His way.

Spring always blossoms a new day. The touch of his hand on my cheek. Winter’s cold comes to destroy every May. A dance we had paved a new way. His lips and my kiss were so meek. Spring always blossoms a new day. All our songs to God as we lay. Yet his fear and my lies lead us to retreat. Winter’s cold comes to destroy every May. We understood each other in every possible way. Other people never understood much about me. Spring always blossoms a new day. I knew after three years our love was true as they say. But the lie came and took our hearts to tweak. Winter’s cold comes to destroy every May. He felt that it w

I smiled a lot when you said 'I love you'. I thought it was the best thing I could ever hope for. You said you can see us together and live happily ever after. How skies turn pink whenever we were alone. I thought it was wonderful how you encouraged me. Whenever we went out was another adventure. I guess things were different then. Now those skies have turned grey. That ‘happily ever after’ turned into 'I'm moving on now'. I can not deny I said the same thing. I wish things were different though. That we held each other tighter that one day in the park. That we kissed when the time was right. Instead of holding back we

Living For Today I have been bad. Only because I have been sad. I could have been better. Living every moment for myself. Always wishing to be good. Thinking of more ways to cover my pain. Locking my lips with yours. Knowing that He was watching. Only to win more hearts to break them like mine was. By burying the past under my sin. I wish I could rise from the grave I have buried myself alive in. The deeper I go to bury myself the harder it has been to get out. In the pit I found my greatest weakness, a kiss from your ungodly lips. I continue to stay in the pit because I have found it as home. Lying in the pit I stay there beca

I Enjoy You From a Distance I see you standing there, I’m too shy to come by. I see you smiling while you do what you do best, Be yourself. I smile in return, Even though you don’t see me or don’t even notice me. Because I don’t want you to, Not now. Not while I am enjoying you from where I am standing. You are beautiful, Adorable, Sweet, Handsome, Captivating, Strong, As you do your business. I m enjoying you for you! From a distance. I wait for the next time I see you to approach you, As I quietly walk away, Because I do not want to interrupt you, Or seem needy. Next time is a risk though, Because

Honest Smiles Chests beating hard, From the hearts beating within us. I walked in to only see the face of want, Smiles creep upon our faces for our desires will no longer haunt, But only relieved, To only be deceived. Bite so hard that skin breaks,  To find out how much your body aches. I took your pleasant welcome to be something good, I would kiss you if I could, But my love is jealous, So I can’t stop for the moment to be zealous. Screaming inside for I feel nothing,  For my heart is overcoming. I smile politely to turn and stare, Your eyes tell me to be aware, There is nothing better than a long warm hug, For in

Lost Doll in the Attic Sick in the corner of my mind. I feel your hand slithering up my shirt like a snake. I smile, Just like Eve smiled when she first took that bite, From the fruit of knowledge. Knowledge to know that you are there to not set me free, But to break me. Little pieces on the floor tell the story of who I once was. The pieces cut the feet, Of those who walk across the floor of my mind. Trying to find me.

Feel No Scorn I feel,   but I don't All my words scratched onto a paper,    mean nothing to me, The words are like the clanging gongs Paul was talking about,     words that hold no love or promise. I am ashamed. Wishing for it all to pass away. I have mourned for too long now for the death of my love.     "My true love is dead!"     "I lost all my friends as well!" Oh the sorrowful cries go into the pit of my stomach. I want ot puke it all out,     but I swallow the acid back down again. Can hardly keep on track. My hot tea breathes across the edges of the glass,     as my cold heart beats no more for any fire. Fire c

Princess Quiet, but smooth. She goes around and feels everyone around the room Knowing that she can take control here. All the while knowing that she can find her demise there. She continues to specutlate. Hoping to find the one she can manipulate. Oh how lovely is she! The one that is pure as snow but as black as ice. Indescribable emotions she hears every day. All the comments thrown make her puke but continue to play. She hates this game. She also hates being alone. Ryhming her emotions is all she can do. Another expression of her state is kissing you. Sorry to those who rose and fell to her occasion. Although some games we