I have an issue with how you handle issues,
Especially when they’re anthills made into mountains,
I’ve tread the ground of loving you for a while now,
And part of you was like walking on eggshells,
I have had for you a carefree love, a forgiving one,
One that remembers not all the heartaches,
One that buries mistakes,allows them lie with their father,
And I have chosen to put on love as an amour,
Against every flaw of yours, against every mistake.
But you…
Have you not handed your fears all control?
Have you not given them your very birth right?
They roam this palace which is you,
Giving orders here and there,
Stopping love and her witty projects,
Some am certain are here to stay.
You have let fear control,
There is no love in fear.
You’re afraid that you’ll become like him,
And I’ll become like her,
That you might suffer in solitude,
While I carry on alright.
Such selfish desires!
Are you not afraid that we’ll make a bad couple?
Are you not scared to death that you’ll be henpecked?
Because to you, a strong-willed woman is intimidating,
But do you want a weak woman in your life?
Do you want a slave, who waits for your orders,
What is it you really want?
You professed of my beauty,
Called me a rare find,
One that you’d never find in others,
But every time you feed your fears,
I feel you’re choosing them over love,
Over and over again, everyday, every now and then,
Giving in to our differences,
Like where our personalities collide,
And how your opinions feel forgone,
Are they certainly forgone?
So I sit and wait,
For the Lord to lead,
For I too have failed,
I’ve been unable to focus in this war,
I’ve begun to stagger in despair,
My heart keeps worrying,
And the confidence I have in us,
Dwindles like a drying lamp,
I don’t know love without Love,
Maker of the universe,
Won’t you speak to me too,
If we need to take time,
Please let me hear you I plead,
For I need less of this,
And more of your will revealed,
And if this may be for fading,
Like season into season,
Keep my heart yet prepared,
That I might not freeze in winter’s cold.
26.6.2020
I also have an Issue with how you present you thoughts,
so poetic!!โบ๏ธ
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Gracias. Cheers to more issues!
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Human love is difficult…But God’s love is like a bright sunny morning, the peace in a heavy storm. He is the one that isn’t complicated. He is plain and simple. Love me and I will love You. Trust the process the one who gets you will come.
Epic piece!!
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Thanks Sly,
You’re right, human love cannot be perfect for we are all welsh and sinful. May we find Love through Him. Cheers to truer love!๐
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*we are all selfish
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I love how you wear your heart on a sleeve. You don’t seem to run out of love. I noticed the date of the poem, halfway through last year. Could this be an answered prayer?
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Thanks Ken. Poetry is about putting your unspoken life thoughts and emotions on the line for someone else to know that they are not alone. That life happens to us all and that to all suffering, there is an end. It certainly is an answered prayer.
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*your sleeve
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A nice poem!
God has a personal interest in our lives, trusting his process isn’t easy but his grace is always sufficient.
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True,
May His good will prevail always.
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Simply awesome and outstanding. Thoughts that most people go through and the drive of fear in our hearts- BEING PERFECTED IN LOVE IS A PROCESS.
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Thanks for reading.
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