Believing Atrocities

My heart stops and I see the light, or maybe something worse...
My hips stop and the situation makes her cum first...
Problems fade but the past never forgets,
except for her no longer being among my regrets.

“Hermosa,” I whisper as her body shows upon my dreams.
But failure, by name, is what time continually sings;
For her heart stays in a safe, protected and secure
while I wait, her beauty as a lost lure.

“Show me your tragedy,” she mutters under me.
I can’t help but find words that are less than free.
“No, beautiful, show me your scars,” I state
she’ll be gone from here at this rate.

Now she snuggles close; I treasure her touch.
All that I could ever want from her isn’t much.
No, just her smile is all I want to ask for,
the pure essence before lustful torture.

She shivers and the blanket now covers.
Forever, I want us to be more than lovers.
“Give me your heart, and I’ll give answers,”
drops words from those lips of hers.

“I gave it to you long ago,” I think, but don’t tell.
“You’ve never had to ask!” I want to yell.
Her face buries deep into my comfortable chest
as if she had already known all the rest.

“Will you give me yours?” I finally ask.
“That seems like such a hard task,”
She finally answers me back
but my heart goes off track.

Start again my loathsome adrenaline.
I’ll wish to forever be your friend again,
If you keep my words constant and still
against my stupid, destructive will.

~Alex

Something New

Hey guys, its Aulene. I am sorry I have not posted in a while. I have no idea what this is about or where the inspiration came from, I just started writing and this is what happened. Let me know what you think and please comment!!!!!! Thank you!!!

What is it?

Something new

Something strange

Something odd

A new face

Something to think about,

Let your mind wonder

Explore the unknown

But find it

Find a familiar face

Who is it?

Someone old

Someone known

Someone safe

Lean on me and let me guide you.

Listen to my voice

Follow me

Out of the dark,

But into the shadows.

Do you trust me?

What is it?

Something new

Something strange

Something odd

Take my hand

You know who I am

I'm not someone new,

I'm not someone strange

I'm not someone odd.

You know who I am.

Just listen.

~Edited by Sharon

For Your Glory

I'm a Christian. I've been growing in my faith and have been challenged in it as of late. This poem is simply a statement to God that He's in charge of my life and I'll do as he asks. I'm thinking of perhaps turning it into a song (and thus adding more stanzas). Let me know what you think.


For Your Glory
God, you've got me by the hand
Down a path you're leading me
Guide me to the ends of the earth
Where I can give you glory.

God, you've got me by the heart.
Turn me from the things of death
Guide me to eternal life with you
Where I can sing you praises.

I'm here for your use
However big or small
or even not at all.
Here I am all for your glory.

~Anora Anakaya~

Gloria in excelsis Deo

~Edited by Sharon

Would You?

Hey guys! Yes, as you can see I have written yet another poem. As I said in my last post it is something close to my heart. Anyways! Read and enjoy!
Grace be with you all,
Alex S.

Is it love?
Is there something to this?
Do you feel what I feel?
I'm scared to move-
What if the ground I stand on falls?
What if everything I know is a lie?
I don't want to let you go.
You are the reason I wake up.
Without you I am nothing.
Please, how much more must I play this charade that I care not for you?
I'm tired of playing games,
Take off your mask and run with me.
We'll fly and change the world,
Take a ride with me?

Post-Easter

As many of you know yesterday was Resurrection Sunday.  Jesus rose from the dead after the crucifixion proving beyond all doubt that He is the Son of God and that He died for our sins.  I hope that all of you had a wonderful Easter dinner spent with family and friends in celebration of this event.  Happy Easter   :)

My Love

Hey guys! I usually don't write poetry, but this is something that has been on my heart and this is how it came out. 
I would call this more of a free write than a true rhyming poem. If I were standing next to while you were reading this I would probably blush because this is something that has come straight from my heart and it feels weird sharing it with the world. I feel that a lot of people can relate to this, so I decided to share it. :)
But enough of my talking, read and enjoy!
Grace be with you all,
Alex S. 
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Why do I do this to myself?
I stay up all night waiting for you,
But you are nowhere to be found.
Do you fancy another?
All I want is to talk to you,
Hear your voice one more time,
See your beautiful face one last time.
Do you feel the same towards me
Or is this some sort of illusion?
Please tell me.
It is killing me inside.
I am only a shell of my former being.
Please, I need you;
Do not leave me.

A Dream for Your Presence

I had a dream

and you were there.

Best dream I ever had.

We just talked about how we felt

and how we dreamt

and you made me wonder

how I could ever leave

even if it only were,

for a continuation of my life.

And then,

The dream dissolved into smoke.

I woke to hear the sirens.

That dream I loved so much,

no longer held my attention.

Though I craved for the comfort

of your presence,

my main thought

was how to close my eyes again,

so that I might dream of anything.

As I woke and gathered my thoughts,

that dream of you became foremost in my mind.

Suddenly, I missed you more than ever before,

and the dream you wouldn't do for me as it had done before.

And I roamed the empty house,

and looked for an answer.

Where might I spend the next four years of my life?

~Edited by Sharon