How Can I?

Leaves

I ask if you love them
You say, “How can I?”
“I am only human”
But we are called to a higher place
To love everyone

I ask if you felt whole by them
You say, “How can I?”
They always get under someone’s skin
But we are to look into our own eyes
And pull out the planks

People change like every season
Broken promises like leaves
Fall like Mother Nature teasin’
We crush them with our feet
And walk forward

Where’s peace and justice?
I am not really sure
I just see evil persist
But when the leaves fall
They will return to the Earth

The Children Look Into Infinity

kids on a roof

The hands clasped

What haven’t you grasped?

Today, if you hear His voice

Do not hardened your hearts

With your cap in hand

Where does your mind stand?

Let us then approach God’s throne of grace with confidence

So the Holy Spirit can take up residence

I jump rope with a small rope as adult

And I do the hurdle jump with sandals

It’s like riding a bike without handles

It’s time to put my fears behind me

But I am scared of the unknown that goes into infinity

I got still have my braces

And I won’t have room for dentures

Because the inner child left behind her adventures

As a child the more you try to be an adult

You’ll be one to a fault

Preschoolers play on those swings

And 2nd graders play the tether ball

Take your close curiosities to the distant mall

P.S. This poem features two lines from Hebrews 4. Lines 3, 4, and 7.

Destructive Black and White Thinking

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I can’t form my own opinions
You told me everything you felt
There are hierarchy thoughts
Some fester into wounds
Some dissolve and like ice melt

What if you are wiser than I?
Am I bad person for thinking differently?
This deceiving serpent comes crawling
According to you, I am intellectually naive
At a train station and stalling
I have lukewarm plans and I’m wasting your time

If you are right
That this world is miserable place
And everyone is manipulative
Give me a new reality
I don’t want to live
You are as cold as your thoughts

Your thoughts may be your fears
I just know for sure that I am scared
But you are so oblivious
That by downsizing my heart vision, it’s impaired
Thank you, I have a missing heart valve now

My black and white thinking is so bad
It consist of no color, only patterns
You poured your red blood on my shade
You made a sacrifice with an ace and king of spade
Was it a real inconvenience for you?

The Rooms

hallway-and-doors

In the halls of discontentment

In the crowded spaces of resentment

Are these cloth coverings of protection?

Because of our wounds of rejection?

We are all mummied up

Spilling this blessed cup

Blocking our vision because of these cloths

We are could-have-been-butterflies moths

When will we allow our ugliness to shine?

That’s where mess and glory allow the stars to align

Nature Blues

The rivulet caressingly moves through the banks

While the brooks ebbs through the meadows

The river moves through the rocks

While the veins in my heart flows

There are highs and lows

Like the enchanting valleys

Or the mountains with dust of snows

I want a life like nature

Purposeful and serene

But the blood veins of my heart get stuck

And my bones are gettting lean

And I feel sickly with a face that’s green

I need destiny once again

A hope that’s rising like I’ve never seen

Daily word prompt:

Rivulet

Write Every Day

I know my 3 quote challenge is over but I just had to share this quote with everyone. Keep those pens or fingers (on keyboard) moving. 😉

I am Soaring in the Air (Am I Going to Fly or Fall?)

I am soaring in the air
Am I gonna fly or fall?
This heart of mine is an overhaul

I just want to fly
I don’t want to think about why I’m alive
I just want to be with I

Because when I fly the wide skies
I don’t want to think about it
When I feel the world’s lies
And fall into its disguise

I know that life is short
And I don’t want to think about death
Life is precious with its grime and dirt
And if I die now it will hurt

Growth is a porcelain vased plant
Slowly spreading its greenery
Adapting while others say I can’t

I just want to fly
I don’t want to think about why I’m alive
I just want to be with I

Life’s Long Queues

You feel like you lose
Having to wait in life’s long queues
Waiting is the hardest part
It’s like sour candy, so tart
When it melts in your mouth
It starts to sting
Reminding you how things went south

You ask, “What’s the point of waiting?”
Well, the answer is worth debating
Ever since you are born
You spirit is ripped and torn
You feel so fragile
Like a special porcelain dish
You wish life was more agile

I know you say, “Don’t give up or in”
But do you know the weight of my every sin?
I forgive others more readily than myself
Go on say, “Put your arrogance and vainity on the shelf”
But there’s more that leaves me incomplete
It’s being patient in the hustle and bustle
While trying to love myself when busyness takes a front row seat