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Showing posts with label upliftment. Show all posts
Showing posts with label upliftment. Show all posts

29.3.10

Tears II


Tears are the words falling that we just can't speak Tears are only for the strong and not for the weak Tears clean out the emotional painsThey are the deep seeded thorns that stick in our brains Tears are the hurtful memories falling down in watery piecesmaking room for lifes new moments and the lessons it teaches AndFor each salty stain left upon your cheek remember why you cried and begin to dig deep Start your journey to reach your peakThe people you meet along the path you beat will have positive and negative fruit to eat as you rummage in the field of emotional cleansing only your tears can wash your buildingOnly you control the interior design of your mindonly you can shift the furniture to make you shine Don't compare your building with anyone else because everyones cards have been dealt from a different deck yet by the same dealer So consult GOD for he is the ultimate healer The Creater knows from whence those tears came and HE knew when they would fall HE is just waiting for you to make that call to gently ask for what you want HE will repair that esteem that always seems to haunt HE will dry those tears erase the stains and pains but be mindful not to use HIM in vain In order to eat the fruit along your travels you must work and put away your gaveldo not judge your self or judge others cry these tears and use your mothers andall otherswho are quietly waiting for you to ask for what you emotionally needdo it now so you can be freed.
o.n.e.i. 2009

22.4.09

What It Means To Me



Poems are like medicine for my mind,
You'll understand if you're my kind.
Poems are like a sedative deep into the night,
When I am sleep and my mind takes flight.
Poems are my salvation when I hang on the cross,
Thoughts bring me to a road to which I'm lost.
Poems are rosary beads touched with pen,
For all the times I want to give in.

Poems are my enemies of all ghosts past,
Haunting and taunting me they even laugh.
Poems are suicide letters written in despair,
When I can't feel or see an nobody out there.
Poems touch me and I touch them back,
They reflect my love even when I lack.

Poems are nothing, yes everything,
All.
Something like my final call covering in covenant
As an ole woman's shawl.
Poems are intricate small and deep,
An intimate introspection into me.

Poems are solitude for the multitude in a tube of tunnel vision,
Sharp incision definition of division
Between streets and prisons.
Poems are reminders of past inflictions with no convictions.
Never read causing repetition of mission turned purpose,
Analyzing those who hurt us.
Code name murderous.

Poems are the truth told in tone initiated with vocal moans,
Secret yet not unknown uniforms rare resided in catacombs.
Mummified for those qualified.
In silence they hide scriptures, provide elixers,
With a mixture they're a strong fixture.

Poems are a seance with spirits,
Experience varies in degrees,
Some reach in blazin', some naturally.

Poems are tickets to freedom,
A train of thought in motion, full of devotion
With a small quotient
Over standing the meaning of a poem

O.N.E.I.
copyright 2001


o.n.e.i.
copyright 2001