Showing posts with label Healing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Healing. Show all posts

23 Jan 2020

HOW TO LOVE

Dear God,

How hurt I feel -

How betrayed -

How could love be so conditional?

How could love hurt so badly?


Dear God,

Remove this spite from my thoughts

Remove this anger from my heart

Remove all negativity that drives -

Me from you.


Dear God,

How could I love like you

How could I turn a blind eye

How could love be unconditional

How could love be honest?


Dear God,

Remove the hurt - replace it with healing

Remove the pain - replace it with peace

Remove the borders - replace it with your word.


Dear God,

Do not depart me -

Just teach me how to love,

Amen.


27 Sept 2015

MENDING PIECES III

How long will it take
How long will I shatter
How long will I lax
Atonement.

Take time wasted
Mend the broken glass
Tap ren still untouched
Expiation.

How long will it be
How long will I break
How long will I waste
Atonement.

Take what is
Mend the shattered dreams
Tap power within
Expiation.


13 Mar 2014

SUSPENSION OF DISBELIEF

As I popped
I felt my heart turn blue from the intoxication
As I cursed over and over
I watched myself senseless, intemperate.

As it took a toll
I felt relief
Not necessarily euphoric but-
A  smell of the the rain on concrete
and my synthetic pieces of flesh soak.

As my head took a spin
I felt the flow in my veins boil up,
Watched myself motionless-
Paranoid on the consequences but-
already immune, restrained.

As I paralyzed the soreness in my limbs
I felt more tensed but
Restrained my time,
Experienced relief,
I promised of my last and saved time itself.

As I wait to pop,
I remain paralyzed, immoderately but
Soothe from the curing waves of rhythm;
A touch of red in my heart.


5 Nov 2013

HANDSWORTH

I didn't know mere hands...
Delicate hands would touch me-
Awaken my heart
Kiss my soul
Suspend my mind...

That mere hands...
Would lock with mine-
Fill me with pleasure
Fill me with pain
Fill me with life...

That they would-
Grasp me like grains of sand
Not tightly though,
Just enough
Enough to not sift through the gaps.


I didn't know mere hands
Delicate hands would-
Exert so much pressure
Leave me to feel
Leave me to breath
Leave me to feel like breathing...

That mere hands-
Your delicate hands...
Would be so understanding...