love · poem · poetry · relationship · Uncategorized

battlefield of love

I’m fighting a war, this war does not take place on a ordinary battle-field. But in another plain. The heart. I war with the questions of, what is love? And exploring the edges or the difference between words like infatuation, lust and love. As if I am walking on the edge of a blade and as I get to find my answers its feels like I ever closer for falling on my own sword. There are those who dwell in the world, whom fear love, others see it as a weakness and a few see it as a strength. For me, I realized that it is Love that makes us human. And without it, we have no humanity but become like the beasts that walk the earth, lost and alone without love.

Christ · encourage · faith · hop · life · love · poetry

I am a sinner

Knock knock knock!

Sin knocks at my door

Asking to enter

 

With each knock I’m tempted to open the door

Don’t know how much longer

I can hang on.

 

So tempted promising pleasure

To satisfy my need to be loved.

To fill the whole church could not fill.

To fulfill my every need.

The sense of just being in peace.

Trust me, it can deliver.

 

Lust is my craving

My body craves it like a drug

That promises to give a high,

That will make everything okay.

 

My being thrown in to the storm

My spirit fights me.

Trying to safe my life.

The underdog that victory

Looks far from reality

 

In the end I am only human.

I’m weak

Who am I?

Fighting a fight that can’t be won.

Sin is my weakness

Sin is trying to sell me American dream.

 

I hear a quiet voice saying

Sin can be conquered.

It may look impossible

But it’s possible.

 

One men won it war for all men

So I can stand in victory

Sin nailed to the cross too never resurrect.

 

Jesus proved it and lived it.

Satan the is the liar promising

A short moment of fame

But destroy your happily forever ever.

 

Jesus is the answer

He is the church

Healing ready

Resting waiting

Enter into His body

Eat and Remember who He is

 

He says

“I am the Church

Your Savior

Ready to save you at a moment’s notice.”

 

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inspirational · life · poetry · self care · Uncategorized

Void

I don’t feel okay.
okay.
It’s okay to not be okay.
My light dimmed in lightest day.
Today is dark, as day become void.
No space in this vacuum of life.
joy, happiness sucked away in a bling.
day turned to night.
The clouds over shadow my my inner being.
light overcast by a storm and quenched.
It’s cause I do not know.
It’s origin I do not know.
But what I do know is what i can feel it.
It’s okay not to be okay.