Poem - Seeing the sun set

Seeing the sun set on your skin
And listening to you breathe.
autum into winter,
winter into spring.
loving you is a beautifull thing.
As you make your old hair new
and as the new get few
I realize.
you will miss me
And blame me for saying
Not now, please.

As her soul expand,
filling her up
like a cup.
Soft and hard in her hand.
And I start to fear.
Shall I tell her here
While she can still hear?
One second I wait
Could be one second too late.

When I'm gone,
She'll carry on.
Washing the dishes,
Feeding the fishes,
Find a father,
But not a husband.

And with the moonlight
Reflecting into her gaze.
Exposing the dawn of age.
I reach out and take her hand.
And I know now.
She understands.

Poem - Dusk

The clouds hang heavy
with the last drops of the day.
The silk blanket sets on the land.
It's blue silk covers the day.
A misty breeze touches my tired skin.
I drink it with my eyes.
It quenches the restless child I am.
The part of me that predicted,
predicted the memories I had.

Poem - M1 (The image of you)

The image of you
A sight to behold
Your skin is petal of rose
Softly round at every fold
Your eyes speak of treasure
Of ruby, jade and sapphire
Your hair,
The break of autumn morn
So at rest, so peaceful
Your lips speak no lies
Taste no wine
Though soft like snow
They’re burnt in the avenues
The avenues of me
Where only I can see
But the eye can’t see
The only thing more perfect
Than your ivory body
Is your ivory face
And just as perfect
Is to have you in this place
Where I can behold
The greatest creature
I’ve came to meet
I’m not worthy
To even see your feet
Yet I look upon the full glory
Of a yet untold story
Where I wish the time of end
With you my time I’ll have to spend

Poem - Message

I don't know where to start,
find a way back to your heart.
I am blind
and I really want to see you.

As the day sheds a tear.
As the rain falls through the year,
I'll return,
Cause I really want to see you

tonight, tonight, tonight...
I really want to see you tonight.

Too many times,
the seeds of life
just falls on shallow ground,
without a sound.
And I forget,
of those I meet,
who's souls lay on the street
for birds to eat.
for birds to eat...
And sometimes I'm cold
and weeds take a hold.
And sometimes I'm blind.
I'm searching but I can't find.

I don't know where to start,
find a way back to your heart.
I am blind
and I really want to see you.

The crops standing bright
and here comes the light.
What will He find?
Who will be left behind?

Poem - Note from Christ

You ask me for a new movie.
To watch it for no reason.
For something cool to look at.
Don't you see?
I gave you seasons.

You want to buy a joystick.
I would've given you joy
and life everlasting.
Still you want a toy.

You lay awake at nigt
thinking how to fight
a battle that I won
at the dawn
of present, past and time.

You're asking Me for an SUV.
But, don't you see?
Next to the tree a bike.
A small car you don't like.
If that was not enough.
Two feet, two arms
to mountain climb and hike.
And all I want is love.

You say that you can't pay
for a delicious meal.
But out the backdoor, to your right,
A fruit dispenser goes to waste.
A long forgotten taste
lies rotten on the ground.

You say you don't know what to wear.
Been shopping round for hours.
Then out the window, over there,
the grass, the field, the flowers.
Once shimmering in the midday rain
now pitch black steam is all remain.
How much more will I clothe you?
You're worth much more than fields of dew.

You sigh and struggle,
day by day.
And you suvive.
You're still alive.
Don't suffocate on bad ideas.
Don't listen to the negative ways.
I made you awesome, migty, strong.
I filled you up with rhyme and song.
As I create, your will must be.
To live in peace and harmony.
In Truth in Spirit.
In Life from Me.

Poem - Open

Open my ears, Lord
I want to hear.
Open my eyes, Lord
I want to see.

Dry away my tears
Wash away my fear
Open up my ears
I'm ready to hear.

Poem - Pleasant agreement

To serve you is to my owm benefit.
To admire you is at your expense.
This isn't love, make no mistake.
It's a pleasant agreement
but it's not love.

I don't know your lows,
you don't know mine.
Please stick around,
and in time,
we will suffer together,
and then we'll know love.