Regrets

I’ve paid my debt to society
need I always suffer more?
I’ve closed my heart off to everything
as I should have done before.

I’ve felt the pain wax stronger, stronger
pressing ever on my mind.
To bear the shame I’ve ventured farther
ever sleepless through the night.

Is there one that could ever love me?
Will ever be someone who cares
Beyond my shame filled heart so hurting
past the sorrows gathered there?

Or am I destined for these choices’
consequences here declared
All while my life moves on noiseless
as a vapor in the air.

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Hearts Grown Cold

Take these thoughts I don’t desire

Put out these burning dreams as fires

Return again to passions old

Torn from hearts of love grown cold.

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Bring again the mind to bear

Upon the hopes of yesteryear.

(Efficaciously this strain

Will emit the price of pain.)

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Still from tokens born of pride

Take this stain left in my eyes

Purify what yet remains

Of my heart without this shame

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Take these dreams, take these desires—

Put them out as burning fires.

Bring to bear the hopes of old

Return what’s lost to hearts grown cold.

Morning Newness

Of choices made when moments lost;

Times the road has heavy cost

Memories holding regret,

Full of pain and weariness;

Of every thoughtless angry word,

Every time my deeds have hurt;

Histories left filled with shame

When I broke promises made;

All are of a backward mind

Holding to what’s left behind.

But the future, oh the bliss!

Ever has it stayed blameless

Untainted by broken men

Who break down again, again.

See how bright the morning sun!

Bringing light to everyone

All that’s past can fade away

Relics to the light of grace.

Calling Your Name

Show me the heart that is hurting

And bring to me all those in pain

For there is a promise assuring

That life need not always remain

In cycles of sin and despairing

In tears at the depth of your shame

But rather there’s hope for the morning,

In Grace that is falling like rain.

Tell me the sorrows you’re keeping

The deeds that you’ve hidden away

Give me your burdens unsparing

It matters not how much they weigh

For my arms will comfort your weeping

I’ll stand in the breach with my strength

I’ll lend you an ear when you’re speaking

And hold you when fear calls your name.

So show me the heart that is hurting

And bring to me all those in pain

For my love’s a fire still burning

And my love is calling your name.

Death

Reflecting on the reason for Easter. The reason for Good Friday. And the reality of death in the light of these reasons.

As always, thanks for reading.

~E.L

~ Death ~

What meaning can be derived from this concept so morbid

For reality is defined through its perceptions encompassed.

Vitality flees from its tyrannical plans

Hopes and dreams crushed when once placed its hands.

These notions require no wizardly sage

Nor scholar of legend to convince of their grade.

Life meets its end when challenged by this foe

Time meets eternity when their battle is o’er.

But once on a hilltop called Calvary

Just as this Death made its final decree

Claiming as prisoner the one Son of God

And all of earth mourned as it suffered the loss.

Yet still of the truths that death entertains

And the brutal finality of its desperate game.

Still once taken captive and crushed to the grave

The Son of God rose and put death in His place.

Death itself conquered by God is now dead!

It’s reign of terror crushed in the end.

The chains truly broken, the prisoner freed

And pain once the token from all of our deeds

Now makes obeisance for it’s God holds the key

And death is no match for its Maker and King.

The Devils Gate

Through thoughts of despair and moments of calm

When I’m unaware of how far I have gone

Time seems to stand still and hope disappears

Life tells fate her will but still it’s not clear.

Love flees apace as the days turn to years

Above all the laughter hides thousands of tears.

Vanquished before by these demons unnamed

Those banished and formed by one mind all the same.

Escape you still living, for death is your fate

If you tarry longer at this Devils gate.