Mourning the Living

Morning by morningthe fields grow. Evening by eveningthe blooms show. Slowly, yet steadily,decay sets in.Slowly, and progressing,the reality of sin. How quick and howbeautifulthe flower grows and blooms.How quick and howdarkeninglife fades into doom. Oh, howthe child laughsaround the deatharound him. Innocently, unaware, of the death realityLiving in him. Oh, how the young manthinks he…

Oppressed (My Body No Choice) | Christian Poem

Note: Not sure if because of the nature of the poem the post is getting missed. I have tried to limit the amount of tags as well to see if that would make a difference. Today's post I originally wrote in February of last year (2023), it was the subject I decided for Valentine's day.…

Filthy Pig Rags

Trash filled my heart.Trash filled my brain.Trash I delighted in. Trash was my gain. I didn’t seek the diamonds.The jewels which wouldn’t burn.I sought the compost pile.Broken things, unlearned. Earthly rotten filth. Made my home decompose. No distinction of value. Only death and woes. I gluttoned for the darknessCloaked myself in sin. Scorned at righteous…

Withered

Withered and brokenI walk along. Hopeless and doubtful my heart belongs.Mindlessly goingwhere ere I feel.Darkness is pullingand time failsme.Shriveled and shakingmy bones broken. Coldness is chillinghate spoken. Further along.just one more step.Death will be callingand my heart’swept. Night calls.Night falls.A different Voice speaks,and night fades. I was in darkness 24/7.I didn’t know what was day.…

You Are I AM (Christian Poem)

Lord, I have this hamster wheelinside my head. I keep staying still. Moving, but never moving.Like something is always at my heel.How can I let go? Can You open these clenched hands? Even when I am strugglingYou are I AM.Even when I can’t feelYou are I AM. So many timesI forget. I’m not running to…

Oppressed (My Body No Choice) | Christian Poem

Friends, today I share a topic that I know brings up immediate thoughts and feelings. A poem that I know is painful, infuriating, and personal. I think every woman has thought of whether she wanted or did not want children. For over six months, I’ve been praying, writing, and researching. Today’s poem may not be…

I Am My Own Destruction | Christian Poem

On the surface, it seems calm. But a battle rages on. Inside my head.Screams of living versus dead. Like a picture perfect framePeople think they know. I’d like to believe the gamebecause I’m the puppet to my show. Lie after lie, life goes on. I try to find worth. What do I deserve?What is the…

The Door of Darkness (Christian Poem)

It was a beautiful door.Expensive wood. Carved features. A mind that understood. The door called.It beckoned.It glowed. It welcomed. The words it would sing. Sweet. Soft. Gentle. Words that delighted the soulyetmelted the marrow. I never noticed before.How it alwaysopened to another door. Going from woodto metal. Less beautiful,the effects more internal. The doors became…

Cut Me From My Roots (Christian Poem)

I’m comfortable.I’m growing.My roots are deep. I’m sowing. I don’t like change.Leave me here. False sense of control.Tons of fear. Prune my leaves.But don’t prune meoff from my rootsand set me free. I’ll die without roots.Why would You take what is precious?My roots. My home. Don’t You know that I’m self-conscious?! My journey.My life.It’s about…

What Is It Gonna Take? (Christian Song)

I thought I was past this. This mire and tears. And here I’m standing going no where. I thought I believedI thought that I had faith. But darkness comesand seems to have its way. What is it gonna takefor me to see? What is it gonna taketo see Your Sovereignty? What is it gonna take…