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My heart song is allow God to use his words to speak to my heart.
So that I may write them down and share with others his healing love.
My heart song is not to become rich through his words as the worldly crave.
But to allow his words to become a healing factor to all that read this.
Thus shall see him through their healing process that they go through.
My heart song is to be used by the Creator as a tool of healing to others.
So that he shall receive this Glory not lowly I  but it shall be his Glory.
For I am just his tool that he uses to bless and heal other people here.
For this is my heart song for others to become healed through him.
 Sep 2015
eli
got lost and confused
by the tint of green
in your eyes
that would make fresh, summer grass jealous
and St. Patrick pass out
on his own celebration.

see i'm still learning how to be okay
with things I cannot change about myself
but I don't think it's ever been easy
loving parts I've never asked for,
but was dropped on me like
the feeling of highness
from those hits

the thing I don't understand
is how alright
how content
how proudly
I would be able to love you
when I never asked for you,
yearned for you,
but only stumbled upon you.

every time i'm around
and hear the sky open from the grace of your laugh
it is as if you
are wooing me closer and closer to heaven
making me feel like
a good man
who's met his guardian angel
something i'll wait
a whole lifetime for.
 Sep 2015
Ignatius Hosiana
There's courage in me I just can't recall
A pride that is floating me in the sky so high
So I'm chopping my wings cause I'm trying to fall
I know a hard ground will but make me cry
I might lose my feet and it might do to crawl
Yet it does me no service if I don't try
I lose nothing, and I gain nothing at all
It might help, it might help to fall
 Sep 2015
lotus lord
it gets to much

im made a mistake and I said I was sorry
but it doesn't mean you hve the right to attack me

I love someone so much
but yet I have to let you go
time and time again

I know the truth and I want people to know
yet you tell everyone im lieing
and tell me you punch me if I don't shut up

it gets to much and ill cry
but I still get made fun of because you don't know

it gets to much
this has been my morning 3 different people 3 different promblems... im about to just cry even more then I already am
 Sep 2015
Mike Essig
In a perfect world  
I would adore you
without guilt.
I would call you
trembling.  
I would ****** you
with poems,
eyes, hands, lips,
a famished tongue.
loud as lightening,
I would cry out
all the names
of your hidden lusts,
perfect them
and hand them to you,
day after day
until you are
a bundle of
potential *******,
throbbing
and burning for
my touch
to make you
shudder and scream.
Louise
 Sep 2015
Sarina
***** girl, she has veins that are vines climbing
down her lungs to her spine
then it gets paisley
her swollen belly, she has a pocket to hide

questions and tree stumps where
you laid her on her ***.
Now, I must ask: why did you **** her?

Was it for a memory?
Sometimes ***** girls just want to appear poetic
with the clothes of another
sprawled, opened like legs on her floor.
 Sep 2015
nivek
the heart is made for so much more than the little kingdoms Man can invent
that is why you see so much frustration written on the faces of children
at the sheer madness of the previous generations, the preceding one most of all.
 Aug 2015
Rasheed Ibrahim
I’m amazed by how dazzling her eyes are
Coupled with a perfect nose without a mar
Lips as sweet as candy
Smile that all would fancy
I am proud to call her mine
Because she is an ensign
Of beauty and pulchritude
Nevertheless she carries the best attitude
The world is a better place with her
She is so vital like the breathing air
And her smile is what glares the earth every morning
Her absence would leave the world in a great mourning
Thoughts of life sans her is my biggest nightmare
The day I lose her my life would be blare
Vapid was my life
Till she arrived with her life
Full of liveliness and zestfulness
Ultimately, she’s become my angel of happiness
 Aug 2015
Justin S Wampler
My tongue thought it was love,
but my heart knew better.

And my mind was suffocating
due to lack of blood.
 Aug 2015
Candy Noire
What have I become?
I'm sick of your tough love
Cause it is just too much
Trying to live up to what you want
Look at me (pathetic)
Searching through my pockets for more apologies
Cause I swear that you always win
You told me I'm an idiot and you hate me
But I know you love me
So show me your heart
I know I let you down with the drugs in my mouth
I know I let you down with the anger I keep
I have to let my guard down show you the real me.

What have I become?
When I met you I was sweet like bubblegum
But you turn me into someone I don't know
Cause I love you more than you could ever know
Look at me
Clenching my fists begging on my knees
Look into your eyes to make you see
That I am still the girl you love you don't hate me
But you can leave
If you really want
I cut my heart strings burn this to the ground
If I had a gun I'd shoot myself
I know I let you down with my reckless heart
You said I am too much for you
But all my love is sincere, it's true
I'd do this all again if I have you
By my side.

- A.W.
 Aug 2015
Neil Ellwood
A crash of thunder
     from clouds in the sky,
A honk of the horn
     from cars passing by,
The aimless chatter
     of crowds in the street,
The rustle of leaves
     as air feels the heat,
The pound of a heart
     A tempo. A beat.
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