Poetry

Conflict

Working out my faith in fear. Here. Passions sear.
Perpetual state of adrenaline rush. Crush. Face is flush.
Conflict rising in my heart. Start. Falling apart.
Failing again, my efforts loss. Toss. You’re the boss.

Helpless

Trapped here and tortured, I’m stretched day to day;
Tied to such forces, I cannot get away.
One tied to my left, and the other my right
Day after day, to move forward, I fight.
The force on my left is my selfish desire,
Tied to my lusts and the things I admire.
The force on my right is a merciless taunt,
Tied to live up to what others want.
I’m pulled in two directions by these two things.
I feel like a puppet, pulled by two strings.
I want to move forward, live life to the full,
But I cannot do anything to escape the strings’ pull.
God, I need You to break me free from this sin,
You only know how much trouble I’m in–
I’m helpless and all my strength can’t break the rope.
I’m desperate for You; You’re my only hope.
You know what it’s like, and You overcame.
All I go through– You’ve gone through the same.
I tremble with fear, but surrender with faith.
When I’m free from the ropes, then in You I’ll be safe.

Only God

There’s so many ways for my heart to be filled,
So why not indulge if my options aren’t killed?
In the eyes of the world, waiting on God is weak;
If I don’t have a girlfriend, money or cars, I’m a geek.
Sure, God’s always there, but my options aren’t few.
Why stick with just God, when I’ve got good stuff too?

I once heard of a house, built by a man;
When he chose the foundation, over rock, he chose sand.
Another man, though, on the rock chose to build,
He chose only God for his heart to be filled.
When the storms of life came, and the sand washed away,
The house on the rock was the building to stay.

I Don’t Know

I’m such a freaking slacker/
And you’re so good/
And I could never be good enough to deserve you/
I could never win your affection by who I am/
I don’t know what to do/
Cause no one is as beautiful as you/
Except God/
And I never feel as close to God/
As I feel when I’m around you/
This would be a love poem/
Except I don’t know if I put enough effort into it to call it a poem/
And I don’t know if you can call it love/
If its only one way/
But I don’t know what else to say/

The Way That I Loved You

Life was all about myself, till you got in the way.
You cared enough to notice me and take the time to say.

I never could succeed at treating you how you deserve,
And now that you’re so far from me, my life’s begun to curve.

Look at all my options, I could have what I would choose.
But I could never love my lusts, the way that I loved you.

Princess

While going through life, a soul may find
A girl with a heart of the princess kind.
Her beauty she does not attempt to hide,
Nor flaunt it with each step she takes in stride.
She has a quiet way about her life,
And doesn’t fill up any mind with strife.
She has a confidence that’s not a fraud,
A confidence that only comes from God.
One could take all of her worldly stuff,
‘Cause all she has in Jesus in enough.
Encouraging is often what she does,
She fills each heart with gently warming fuzz.
When someone has a disappointing day,
She’ll always offer something nice to say;
Inside and envelope they’ll find she wrote,
A heart-felt and consolatory note.
She will not give her heart away for free;
A suitor must first prove that he’s worthy.
She is a girl that is mysterious.
To win her, a man must not be a wuss.
If a man would accept her highest cost,
Not a portion paid would e’er be lost.

Drowning In This Salt-water Sea

I don’t recall how I found myself here; the waves crashing over me, stealing any faint sense of what is going on. It’s hard to breathe here. Most of the time, I’m under water, and every time I begin to open my mouth, the bitter taste of salt-water invades. Then there are the brief moments of fresh air, when a wave comes low enough to allow my head to pop out from above. I start to breathe in deeply. It tastes so sweet. But before I know it, my lungs are filled with the numbing pain of salt-water. I wonder how much longer I can survive the beating of the waves. Time goes on, but my struggle does not seem to change. I dare not surrender to the sea, I’m fighting for my life. But I know that I can’t save myself. I am waiting, for the One who will rescue me. How much longer? Until the fresh air can fill my lungs. Until the sea ceases to torment me. Will I survive? Will You rescue me?

Poetry Time

I was supposed to work, but I called off dead.
I don’t know what was going thru my head.

My car keeps dying in the middle of the street.
Hey, If I could sell it, that would be neat.

Last week classes started at Akron U,
Now, finally, I’ll have something to do.

I’m still searching for a girl that’s my type,
And takes my affection for more than just hype.

I’ve been reading CS Lewis at night before bed,
But I cant focus on what he said.

I started a job for computer support,
To help people when their computers fall short.

I wrote this poem as a cute way to say
What is on my mind as I go thru today.

For A Friend Facing An Uncertain Future

Do you wonder if anyone’s noticed your fear
About your uncertain future that’s near?
Do you wonder if anyone feels your pain
About things that will never again be the same?
Are you afraid of being abandoned or let down?
Are you afraid of not having people who love you around?

I’ve got something to tell you to ease your doubt.
I know something true that will help you out.
‘Cause God, who is above all things ever,
Said He will not leave you alone, ever.
If you let Him come near, He will comfort your heart.
He will give you peace when it’s time to depart.

All things in life will let you down,
But God and His loving arms can always be found.
He’s a warrior-king, He will fight for You.
He’s a gentle-shepherd, He will show you what to do.

Hold tight to God, don’t give way to fear.
God will not leave you. He’s always here.
When the future seems rough, or you have a hard day.
Just trust God when He says, “All will be OK!”

To My Desires

I thought the price to pay for you was something that I could.
I still don’t want to give you up, I still don’t think I should.
But after falling countless times and losing what I’ve brought,
The only choice you’re leaving me, is what I hadn’t thought.
It’s something I’m afraid to do; to give up on my goal.
You’re worth the world to me,
but you’re not worth my soul.

You’re Beautiful

I love the smell of Fire and Ice,
And gazing in your lovely eyes.
I love it when you touch my arm.
Your smile makes my heart feel warm.
I love hearing your voice on the phone,
Telling me things I’ve never known.
I love the mysteries of your heart;
A sweet depiction of God’s art.

Treasure

Annah is a ruby, the most highly valued and rare of all precious gems. With just the right cut, it’s golden-red glow reflects a radiant star.

Stephanie is an amethyst, known for its color. Pure amethyst, with a relaxing purple tone, is hard to find. It is befittingly named the Rose of France.

Karie is an emerald, more delicate than the other gems. It’s vibrant color is hidden deep inside. It is very difficult to imitate.

Kelley is a sapphire, rare and mysterious. Singing uniquely alluring songs with a dazzling blue light.

Melody is a pearl, often clammy at first impression, but from the right perspective becomes brilliantly iridescent-flowing with elegant milky-white.

Jenny is a diamond. It is the hardest of all gems, yet also the most beautiful. Known for its quality of fire, the ability to take in ordinary light and throw back colorful reflections.

Mom

Life was innocent and carefree,
You were always there to say you loved me.
If I made a mistake or let someone down,
It made me feel better when you were around.
You showed my God’s love in a way no one else could.
When no one else cared, I knew that you would.
You left so quickly for the grave,
And I miss all the love you gave.

My Prayer

I’m in a battle, I’m under attack.
My natural impulse is just to fight back,
But my enemy’s greater than all I can be.
I lose every battle that’s fought against me.
Bigger with brawn, and better with brains,
Leaves me confused and trapped in this pain.
I’ve tried to get out, but I can’t succeed.
I’m not even able to provide my own needs.
I feel like a fish caught on a hook.
I even tried reading the instruction book.
For my enemies it’s not a great length,
Using my weakness to control my strength.
If what’s true is false, and what’s false is true,
How can I know the right thing to do?
If light brings forth dark, and dark brings forth light,
How am I supposed to know what’s right?
So many voices I don’t even know,
Which is a friend, and which is a foe.
Jesus please help; pull me out of this mess!
All my best efforts leave me with less.
Hear my cry God, answer my prayer;
Where You are with me, I want to be there.

Disbanding

Mixed feelings today I’m writing it down
My heart is screaming, but not making a sound
Today is good, but something is wrong
I haven’t felt close to my friends in so long
It leaves me confused and wondering why
But somehow my eyes are stuck shut, I cant cry
I know that good friendships are giving both ways
But my giving has not been accepted for days
I guess it has, I’m just misunderstanding
Hurt feelings insatiable, simply disbanding
Only a miracle could restore things now
So I’m praying that God will intervene somehow

Pure Love

Love is an inconceivable treasure;
Something you would have to lose to measure.
If this treasure’s purity you have lost,
Restoring it will come at a high cost.
If chastity into the wind you cast,
Immorality will destroy you fast.
If you want love to last your whole life through,
The mast of Jesus, you should hold onto.
And you must worship Him with all your heart,
Get rid of the mist of drama to start.
Don’t try to solve your problems with a fist,
Or keep others’ offenses on a list.
Above all, trust in God lest you should fail.
Keep lust out of your heart and off your tail.

My Friend

God, my heart is burning
for a friend I love
Making inconsistent choices
forgetting You above.

I’m not the one to judge this,
I make the same mistakes,
But still, my heart is torn now,
with each step my friend takes.

I wish that I could help,
that there was something I could do
Encouraging my friend
to keep on loving You.

So many times I’ve tried to lead,
but fallen in the dust;
Mistakes, regrets and far too many
days of broken trust.

My friend wants to live for You
and honor You each day
With one simple intention;
to walk inside Your way.

Please give my friend a faithful heart,
and I could use one too.
Please somehow use our friendship
to give glory to You.

Something Evil

Something evil is chasing me.
Its annoying as Hell, and I can’t see
What it is, or why its here.
Its causing pain, its causing tears.

Yet, smaller than God, I call its bluff.
I’m sick of this, I’ve had enough.
I’ll never break, so leave me be.
And God grant me the grace to see
What stalks me on this lonely night.
Show me how to bravely fight.

We’re fighting in a civil war,
And I’m the one You’re fighting for.
Let me surrender to Your side,
Not in Your enemies abide.

Xanga

So, I am like Tom
And I’m writing a poem

I’m comment-less too
We both feel so blue

Would anyone care
If we were not there?

Our comments are none
but our posts are a ton

Does anyone read
what we post in our feed?

Or should we just go
Would you ever know?

So comment for once
I feel like a dunce

Cold

I had big dreams and life looked good, but then the
clouds started rolling in. I was left alone. Every test
I took I failed, and everything I did got rejected. Now
the clouds have eclipsed Your sun. I know You are
great and powerful, that no power in the universe can
compete with You. But this place is cold. I’m alone and
I have no friend to keep me warm. Maybe I just have
the wrong attitude; looking at things I don’t have
instead of what I do have. I mean, its good that I still
have the air, and enough to keep me alive. At least
I know the sun is still behind the clouds. But that just
brings me to another thing that makes me feel cold
inside: I should be thankful for what I have, but I’m not.
My sin destroys my attitude and friendships, and the
only thing left in my tattered heart is diseased tissue
of lust and disappointments, and a desire for things
to be better. I’m not happy with who I am. I want to be
a light to others, a happy person, but my heart is too
dark. Maybe it’s my fault, but I can’t do anything to
bring the sun back out of the clouds. Anything I do
just makes the dark darker and the cold colder. I’m
tired of feeling cold and alone. When will You come
and hold me, heal me in Your warm, loving arms?