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Oh Vulturous World

Note:***This poem is meant to be read from the bottom to the top, left to right 
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Never Again
and you remain—

For the World has gone from me and fled
The stairway of my mind shall never end
I accept the fate with the grinning dead
Hello again demons, hello friends

I remain

Alas! I fall and I am done
Tell me where have you fled, my love, my friend?
For a moment I gaze upon the sun
Here I am on earth again

1 Stair Remains

Why can’t I be free?
Tell me, why aren’t they looking at thee?
Why are they looking at me?

2 Stairs Remain

The garments of comfort I long to wear 
Knowing in my heart that I’ll never win 
I skip that grimy third stair
Like most of my life has been

3 Stairs Remain

Though my infected feet leave bloodstains
I can’t release even a single tear
The poisons encompass my river of veins
I step on thorns of wrath and fear
Enshrouded with pain!

4 Stairs Remain

Oh, how am I to survive?
Relieve me from this ever-fixed sadness
Why can’t you just be alive? 
Cease this madness!

5 Stairs Remain

As you breathe your very last breath
The devilish fiends laugh at me
They are blaming me for your death
The deaths of the masses are calling me

6 Stairs Remain

The carcasses you feed upon are glaring
Oh! vulturous world so full of greed
When everyone is staring
God, redeem me!
I just can’t succeed

7 Stairs Remain

Of other fiendish sins
And I feel the shivers 
Drowned by the turbulent wind
My stale breath quivers

8 Stairs Remain

Though we all aren’t free
They laugh below in the hole where I fell
The demons are haunting, taunting me
Alone I wander blindly out of hell

9 Stairs Remain

And my will is close to gone…
The stairway continues on
Forever hungry, forever stale
I toil through death’s dark vale

10 Stairs Remain

Why can’t we be free?
My resistance is nearly gone
The wretches are watching, stalking me
I’m too exhausted to move on


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Chasing Butterflies

I'm haunted by the words you wrote 
Tell me what you want from me 
Don't tell me what I want to hear 
Tell me how you really feel 

I could be everything for you and more 
I'm telling you now I want more 
I'm telling you I want to be with you 
I want all of you... 
Do you want to be with me? 
Honestly? 

I know you're confused 
I'm confused too, confused by you 
It's okay to be scared 
I'm here for you, I'll hold your hand 
This is a risk I'm willing to take 
But the decision is yours to make
 
You write of walking a straight line 
I'm here to tell you that now's the time 
Now's the time to face your fears 
Now's the time and I'm right here 
Now's the time for us to shine 
Come on baby, let's chase those butterflies 

November 30th, 2008


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INNER BEAUTIES PROMISE

How many emotional tears have we so cried, us the unperfected,
The Barbie generational rejected, or Ken doll unrealistic Idol worship.
Cursed by society’s vision of ultimate beauty, wake up world
For are we all not human, and subject to fragilities faults of reality.
Oh to remove the textured veils of the masked disguised,
To reveal the inner face of grace hidden within the soul itself.
For true beauty lies inside the heart of innocence,
Or underneath the timeless wrinkles of ages experience,
One must just remove the blinders of ignorance, to see it
In clarities truth sight line of view.
Where are these mythical people of perfections achievement?
From where do they dwell, or come from these visions of
Illusionary beings, which we so strive to be like?
Nay do suffer the youth of the future to measure up,
To an irrational delusion, a mirages camouflage of lies
Deceit.
Dreaming child of occult fiction, this is deadly ground
From which you tread upon, for reality vision is obscured
By plastic surgeries faults hoods of realism.
Vintage are the mirrors in this fun house of lies,
Let us cover these soul suffocating devices,
Or shatter the glass of reflected illusions.
Then shall we embrace our differences, allowing the next
Generation to breathe a long sigh, of relief at last.
To accept and express their own individuality without
Social oppression, or misconceptions of beauty,
Then enriching the world with glorious infusions
Of unguarded inspirational promise.
What a wondrous planet of enlightment this would
Be if utopia really could exist, unfettered by mankind’s
Unclouded mind of perfection.
Forever after all is short time in the eyes of humanity,
Let us hold our children high and nurturing them with love
And respect, no matter what, not judging them by their
Beauty marks of imperfections,
Instead allowing them to shine in the glow of inspiration
Eternal.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN


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Dear Me

Dear Me,

I need you to be stronger
I need you to never be afraid

swallow your pride,and your flight will be softer
tell her you love her,even if it hurts

Grab onto your dream and live it
Do not be afraid of the sun's divinity

Be better,love more, hold on.

Dear Me,

Enjoy every stop of the ride.
For when the train finally stops...we die

Until we witness the angels dance after final day...
Dear Me, hide your fears away


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Betting on Nothing

By committing to nothing, one retains infinite options.
I have hid inside these words for moons and seasons and New Year’s toasts.
The lone wolf roams fertile pastures unfettered.
The thrill of the hunt.
The chase.
An empty bed is the hope of a new body’s sleeping curve.
Tomorrow becomes yesterday.
“The mystery of mysteries is the gateway to marvels.”
I stopped looking long ago.

The faces have blurred into a montage of emptiness.
Come and go; came and went.
I never bothered much to be bothered.
There aren’t many memories
And I am thankful for that.
Wet fingers and licked lips’
Blood on my hands.
Wasted time.
The years run on like a favorite sitcom gone bad.
It all should have been retired years ago.

It is easier to stay afloat and roam the big waters alone
Than set up camp on an island and face a face.
No problems.
No worries.
No connection.
Freedom is all that you cannot commit to
And who surrenders to nothing is he who lives in frigid shadows of fear.
Maybe I have never truly known warmth.

I walk the streets like a war-worn shoulder.
A little cold, a little distant, a little too silent.
The words I have are recycled fragments of someone else’s life.
I don’t offer much.
Poker face.
Can you read my concrete stare?
I have an entire universe hiding in my back pocket
But I’m scared to show you.
It’s been so long since I groped or even fondled my own life.
I’m not sure what I do or don’t have to offer.
I just keep making bets and upping the ante.


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Dementia

He was always so happy
strong and bold.
He'd give you the shirt off of his back.
Tough.
Independent.
He had a rough life
growing up through the depression,
but like he always does,
he got through it.
He has two boys, of whom he is so proud.
Moved from Regina, to Victoria.
He had the best life anyone his age could have wanted.
But ever since his wife died, 
he has not been the same.
Sad
Lonely
Empty.
But like he has always done,
he got through it.
Mind slipping, 
just a little forgetful.
That's how it always starts out...
But like always, he powered through it, 
until now...
He is not the same person that I used to know.
He been sentenced to the prison in his own mind.
Possessed by the thoughts of his dogs ashes.
He likes to play the blame game,
but we know he doesn't remember that it was him.
He wakes up in the night
shaking with pain, 
tears streaming down his face.
There is nothing we can do,
Oh well...
Two more tylenol.
Hold on to hope
for as long as you can,
It's only a matter of time now.
He gets vocal, a very loud tone.
He'll block you in your room
and make false accusations
But we know that it's the pain induced monster in him.
Tick tock, tick tock...
You can't handle the stress anymore
you have to leave.
Just hope for the best, 
maybe it will get better.
Surprise, it doesn't.
Your denial is foolish, everyone knows 
what happens next.
Sedation
Medication
Anger
Hurt
All results of
dementia


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Not Heeding But Eating

Eve my dear, God's word to us you did not heed.
You ate of the tree then gave fruit to me we did not need.
I can't blame you my dear for it was really my fault.
I didn't have the balls to tell you no, so thus the serpents assault!

I ate the fruit too and my eyes were opened to view,
Things that I'd rather not had to deal with in this life so new.
The garden was so beautiful and we had to leave.
Now here we sit beside this fire with our memories and grieve.

I'll have to work by the sweat of my brow now,
And till the soil so we can grow food as God would allow.
And you'll bare children in very much pain.
And we'll learn to build houses to keep out of the rain!

After thought:
Is there an "If only?" I couldn't tell you.
In God's great infinite plan the grand over all view.
I believe it was meant to happen like it did.
But being a man I still want to blame Eve and in this I DO NOT KID!!!!!!!!!


Dedicated to my wife Linda....my EVE!!!


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I Do Believe

"I Do Believe" 

The purpose of LIFE is to {Living In Faith Ever} 
to enrich God within us 
to an optimum level 
so that We as Humans 
can be guided by God 
to fuel out brothers and sisters 
with the same driving force 
to connect with the living God, 
to His existence and 
to See the Invisible, 
Believe the Incredible, and 
to Receive the Impossible 
to our everlasting journey 
to Heaven.

Rev. Samuel Mack
Copyright 2013

http:paladinnews1.blogspot.com


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The Hypocritical Christian

I am the hypocritical Christian.
I say I follow Christ,
But I'm still consumed by my demons.
I go to church on Sunday,
But I refuse to invite someone back.
I want to serve on mission,
But I'm too afraid to act.
They think I read The Bible,
But I just fall asleep in it.
They think I'm positivity and smiles,
But underneath I'm death and addictions.
They think I'm clean and pure,
But I'm broken and mistaken.
I say I'm not worthy of His love,
But Jesus will never let me be forsaken.
I pray long prayers,
But inside they're empty repetition.
It might look as if my faith is strong,
But my core is too easily shaken.
I say the things I'm supposed to say,
But don't follow His actions or obey.
I speak the truth the church wants to hear,
But deep inside on matters I don't know what to believe.
I walk in shame as if I'm not good enough
To be loved by God and saved through Christ,
But there is nothing I could ever do to earn His peace;
It's a free gift.
I accept;
Now forgiven, changed, and released.
Thank You God,
Thank You Jesus,
Thank You Holy Spirit!
In Jesus' Holy Name,
We pray,
Amen!


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Tension Waiting

The swordsman who draws his blade
Heart racing at the keening of steel on scabbard 
Tension coiled, poised for the unleashing
Held back by muscles tight with glee.

I am as the soldier, held in stance,
The lioness crouched beneath the concealing grass
As it sways back and forth, as insects sing along the day
Her every breath is halted, her veins do not pulse,
And just as the swordsman stands
They are statues in this moment,
Statues of derision,
Mocking, with their stillness, the very charged tension within.

And I am as the lioness frozen before her pounce
Coiled with motivation and purpose,
And I am as the tongue held with words clinging off its’ edge
Ready to lash out and strike with direction
But I am as the frozen purpose, held tight
Waiting, for a warrior to stand before me
For a reason to uncoil, to lash out with words and pounce.

But I am now as the pen halting before the purest of paper
White and supple, in askance for the lightest touch
A slash of the tip, drawing lines in ink
Lines like a hunter’s bowstring, taut with intent,

As the pen lies frozen above its prey, the falcon petrified aloft still winds
I am the need coiled tight like a wound jack in the box
But alas, there is no victim to frighten,
No pray to pounce upon, no sword or bared neck to slash against
And I am here, with pen frozen, ink ready to be drawn taut
And I have nothing to draw in the ink, no prey or purpose to evoke
I am coiled tight with energy, but it is release that so eludes me,
I am coiled tight with purpose, but it is direction that so denies me.

And here I am, pouncing at ground before me, 
Slicing away at the air around me
Scratching away with a dry pen, on paper still white in askance
I write about…
I write about the coil within, and the lack without
And alone I wonder,
Is it enough, is it enough to go on, a wound up box
Waiting for the slightest touch, the weakest parry, to live.


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When Sheep Collide

'Tis strange where we should get the notion
That poetry expressed in motion
Should within the human form reside.
When nature gives us many chances
Unpractised and ephemeral dances
Like in a muddy field when sheep collide

Truth is, that nature's not so humble
And doesn't mind the dancer's stumble
There's nothing that it ever seeks to hide
Uncaring it leaves all revealed
And is not shamed if one small field
Has crazy sheep and one long muddy slide

They're mad, they're bad, they're having fun
Those naughty sheep and every one
Is doing what convention has denied
The hillside's muddy, wet and slick
With crazy sheepies sliding quick
Down to the bottom, down where sheep collide.

Many count good nature's fare
The birdsong and the country air
Among the wonders of the countryside
But strange delight can yet be found
In woolly bodies sliding round
A simple muddy field where sheep collide.

While nature guides celestial spheres
In cosmic dances, it appears,
With majesty the earthborn are denied
Down far beneath in mud and grass
A sheep slides on its woolly a***:
A sense of fun, though not a sense of pride.


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I'm Your King

A burst of white light gamma rays, overbearing a flash of brilliance burns through to my soul everything is like hell the world starts to melt in the blink of an eye just the cold blackness of night I don't care if I am not again what I once was, for at this moment I am greater now than ever before I took the path between teetering, tight roping walking right up to my right divined in my unholy state I thought I told you I am your king still you sit there, hesitating I know you hate me what does that mean? I hate just about everything still I'm chosen I did not wish before now bow down to me refuse me no more for I shall always be your demon until you accept me as your King. I don't even know you though you say we used to be best of friends, you and me the day you ditched me I remember now exactly how it played out back when we were just tiny things even back then I still was King you thought me stupid just a ruse I would laugh inside, you see? not one of you single, mean people ever even knew me in a world, mostly seen to me that is why only I can be your true King and bring forth a new source of light everlasting. As two worlds collide slowly aligned one wrapped in shadows one bathed in white evils swirling in the clouds above I'll always be the king you love to hate or despise as in your blood I thought I told you, I am the one I am the way, the way out shall be shown breathe in my spirit as it carries you away breathe in my faith it shall carry your empty space and deposit you gently on a cloud just enough higher than you've ever dreamed of for I am king now, and your in my hell your in my imagination, I'll just never tell you'll feel as though dreaming, you'll feel now if you try and see you were always found the most shared in the light cast upon me the last bright star in heaven. Denounce my name, if you may One year later, still not afraid A black sheep, a darkened spade That's just life, I'm not right I'm in the wrong, follow along Like a piper, I'll pitch a song Mesmerized, the weak wills sing I thought he told you, he's still our king.


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Reality's Angel

I am Reality’s angel resting on the broad shoulders of discovery the truth feeds darkness and engulfs its target ideas and concepts in turn become meaningless to you there is a creator of all things He is just and patient many still have fallen into the masses of shadow wrapped in their own filthy idols of philosophy I have seen grown men fall like rose petals and weaklings rise into unjust leaders forever the follower of furtive evil dominating only to remain inferior the most important answers lie in the unseen regions where no sense can fully give assurance the mind that so many unreasonably twist and turn grows weary because of the distance it must take and truth be told the distance is not what frustrates it is knowing we are seeking something far that could very possibly not exist, that our minds can twist into theoretical, idealistic nonsense it is knowing all we really think we know is meaningless and yes—even a lie all that has been written thus far rests under my wings under the warmth in which you refuse to feel can you believe in me— though I am completely unseen? how much more difficult would it be to see Him?


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You Will Feel

be mindful
human rights are human ways
that lead down

be careful
the words above always remain
wear no crown

trap the sin
destroy the lie of conceit
look within

don't consume all that you see
you will feel
wrong like fire


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Lord I Praise And Worship YOU





Lord, I Praise And Worship Your Name! Lord, I praise, worship and honor your name! Into my heart… I invite you to rule and reign! Lord, I give you my love and attention! You have set me in a new direction! Lord, it is you that brings a daily reminder… Your grace and mercy is so tender and kinder! Lord, I humbly raise my hands in adoration… And lift you up in worship and exaltation! Lord, Jesus… You are the one I need this day! I appreciate you much more than words can say! Lord Jesus… Thanks for all you’ve done already. When your trumpet sounds… I want to be ready! Dear Jesus, take my life and my way of living! All that I have… To you I am giving! You are and will always be the one for me! How I long to be with you for eternity! By Jim Pemberton


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It's Time to Change

How did you feel when you woke? Were you frightened or lonely, or was your heart broke? Do you feel alone or sometimes afraid? Is it clear that your life’s not meeting the grade? Do you feel uncomfortable in your own skin? Do you feel that you’re losing, but just want to win? Are you having remorse about what could have been? If so, then it’s time to grab paper and pen. Jot some things down you’d like to achieve. Then read them each day and start to believe. We cannot go back and change the past! Standing still today, just won’t last. So get ready, prepare, and take care of your needs. It’s time to firmly plant His seeds. Start with yourself and the rest will follow. I know right now it’s hard to swallow. Be gentle and patient, for there is no doubt, you’ve been hurting so long, both inside and out. If you know in your heart that something’s askew, you must be willing and ready to start anew! There’s help for you along the way. You’ll receive it for sure, so start to pray. Dear God, Please show me where to start. To You, I know I must open my heart. So say each day, “Thy Will Be Done”, and you’ll see it, I’m sure, but just don’t run. Be open and willing to hear and see, all that He is calling you to be. Follow His signs and stay on the road, and when you ask He’ll help bear the load. Don’t bring excess baggage for this trip. Keep it simple, you see or you just might slip. You need to remember to stay on track. Once you start, hold nothing back. For the new road you find is the only way. You’ll get there soon, if you just don’t stray. Now is the time for discipline and prayer. You’ll start to believe you’re in His care. As you practice and try to do the right things, you’ll be eager to see what the next day brings. Your life will be flooded with joy and gladness, and you’ll know he’s there in times of sadness. Life is still life, but just stop and think. Nothing is solved by making a stink! So put all your worries in God’s hands today! There’s no reason to keep them, let go and just pray. I know that miracles do come true. Have faith and His promises will be given to you.
Michelle D. ©October 17, 2006


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The Tranquillizers




                             THE HOSPITAL FAIRYLAND

They walked together, hand in hand,
Into life’s magical fairyland.
Where there was no trouble, where there was no pain.
Where life could really, begin all over again.
Where were no men in little white coats.
Forcing you all, to stuff drugs down your throats.
Forcing you to do, what you didn’t want to.
Telling you it was all for the best, for you,
People shouting, people crying.
Most of the people talking about dying.
What is this hell, we’ve all come to?
It’s called coming off drugs, we all have It to go through.
Where will it end, what will we do?
None of us really, has a clue.
We are given more pills, we are told, we have to take.
To the men in white coats, life’s a piece of cake.
We are the prisoners, they guard the doors.
Some try to creep out, on all fours.
Into hell and back, we go for a ride.
Eventually if we’re lucky, we come out the other side.
Where we can walk, hand in hand.
Into life’s magical Fairyland.
Where there is trouble, where there is pain.
But at least we can start, living again.





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Enigma's Calling

Extraordinary, I am 
Craving for unusual thoughts
Endless exploration without boundary
Understanding  the gift I shouldn't fought
 
Invisible drawings in my mind
Playing with the words in my head
My passion
The food of my soul
 
I feel so lucky
The random thoughts
A lifetime companion
A self esteem builder
A goal planner
Be my forever life saver
 
I write more
I talk less
I want to please
I chose to bore
 
What tickles me the most
Is to know what I'm for
Thinking is my love
When  my mind goes empty
That's when I hate
 
My day dreaming lust
Organizing things in my mind
Playing roles of simulation
Where images of art is my vision
And words of attitude is my heart


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Forgotten You

Forgotten you
As your mind collects the memories of yesterday
Forgotten You
Epiphanies tie into knotty strings of realization
That very moment. . . 
You merely exist

Back then. . .those smiles
Those. . .distant laughs
Some you remember by name
Gone now maybe
Like the exhalation of the wind
Others dispersed in the world of arbitrary happening
Like leaves from falling, man-made trees
There is no doubt that they have
Forgotten you

Activate the bomb
Ignite the fuse
And you’re on next year’s history book
Never forgotten
But drained of all remaining good

That smile you gave
That happiness
The warm embrace so long ago
Salt-coated with piles of rubbish
Over last remaining mental spurts of comfort
Evil, evil, evil, evil, EVIL. . .
Always absorbed and remembered
. . .though never forgiven. . .

All good and gracious sentiments
Packed up in a box set nonchalantly in Downstair’s storage
. . .that chair with the broken leg in the corner of the room
That mangled cobweb holding a dangling, lifeless spider
A drowned sailor’s hat drifting through the current of the ocean
The single tear from a soldier’s vigilant, memory-stricken eye
The frustrating thoughts of a mute
The unchanged. . .HATED deformations

Forgotten you. . .
One soul brings to light weary, unthought-of happenings
Wedged deep into what she can only imagine
With not even a hint of understanding
. . .of the pain. . . .of the bewildering distortions
Of the ugly. . .
One soul merely vomits sickly verse after verse

As humanity embraces its downfall
The poet hangs onto her unjustifiable, forgotten. . .
Words


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The Bird Sings

If I were a bird, would you clip my wings
then cage me away with pretty things?
And, if my wings were to be clipped
why not just burry me within a crypt,
For a cage is too small for a master of sky,
I was meant to kiss the sun, soar, and fly.
For to have wings that cannot soar,
then why not nail me to the floor?
Tonight I shall make my final swan song
knowing I have been locked away so long.
For a cage is too small for a master of sky,
I was meant so kiss the sun, soar, and fly.
So still the caged bird, she sings
without her sky, without wings.
Sometimes laments, sometimes sighs,
sometimes she whistles her own reprise.
For a cage is too small for a master of sky
I was meant to kiss the sun, soar, and fly.
So then curious is it, the caged thing
who finds she has the heart to sing?
Because it would seem a great strain
to be caged seems twisted and profane,
for a cage is too small for a master of sky,
I was meant to kiss the sun, soar, and fly.
When asked, why do you sing, bird?
The answer is a simple word,
hope, for escape from behind these bars
that keep me caged from the stars.
For a cage is too small for a master of sky,
I was meant to kiss the sun, soar, and fly.
Birds should have no master, no kings
and love cannot be clipping wings.
But now it seems I must live confined,
in this hand crafted cage of your design,
but a cage is too small for a master of sky
I was meant to kiss the sun, soar, and fly.
So must I wait for these wings to heal
and relearn how the wind may feel.
If I must be caged, still my heart sings
of the day I can again use my wings.


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i began to write love on my arms<3

[beforehand i just want to let you know that i wrote this in honor of November 17th. which is 
To Write Love On Her Arms Day. im hoping to come up with a better one before than. but i 
still hope you enjoy this quickly-wrote one(: ]

this is about me.
this is my story.
it is about my struggle,
my fall downs, 
&& all the breakdowns.
this is about every wound i placed upon my body.
over 60 self inflicted wounds,
that as my story went on they began to heal.
i stoped writing "give up" 
i began to write love on my arms<3
this is about me.
this is my story.
it is about my past.
how it haunted me for years,
&& how im still running from some of it.
this is how i went from a hood rat,
to me actually caring about myself.
i began to write love on my arms<3
this is about me.
this is my story.
it is about how i learned to keep the bottle off of my nightstand.
i dont need liquor running through my veins 24/7.
i started to look at life through sober eyes.
i began to write love on my arms<3
&& as i wrote this day after day, i saw that i was loved. 
i found comfort in better things then pills, liquor, && razorblades.
&& even though i am still in healing,
my story is not over.
&& it will never be.
i still write love on my arms<3


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Saving Grace

Introduction: Don’t you quit no matter how hard it is, no matter how much you struggle.
This is called life; this is the test, with its twists and turns. Make the best out if it.
We just have to believe in Almighty’s light, His saving grace and follow the Grande hope
up to the end of the tunnel, until the end of our lives.



When time gets tough, days seem long
As sometimes it does, you feel the song,
When heroes depart, hearts sink below
And most of us smile, as we feel them glow,
When past calls back to remind us of them
Some tears fall down, even out of gem.

When life gets rough, through those tough times
Just don’t give up, on hope we survive,
We wonder how everything’s still here
That’s when we believe, we have Him to share,
Faith is that bird, which reminds us at night
By singing its songs, that calls us to light

Confusions arise, when fear overcomes
Happiness glow dim, as trusts come undone,
Hearts and rules are made to be broken
In order to improve those that’s unspoken,
Some may confound the truth with the lies
That’s why He gave, us these two eyes.

You make your own choice with the dreams you shelter
That seems way uphill, just makes you stronger,
If you fall thousand times, you don’t quit the tour
You succeed one time and you reach your goal,
To some it seems hard, to you it’s the art
Some may just quit but you try and try, till the new start.


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Only God Can Answer

When I was very young, 
Dad and I would fly my kite.
So one day I finally asked him, 
"how does God make wind and light?"
"Only God can answer that."
He told me with a smile.
"So ask him when you get there!"
I nodded, then played a while.
When we first turned sixteen, 
my best friend got a brand new car.
We had plans for Friday night, 
but Wednesday, she didn't get far.
I cried when I hung up the phone, 
"Daddy! Why my best friend?"
He came and sat down on my bed, 
as we talked about the end. 
"Only God can answer that."
He told me with a smile.
"So ask him when you get there."
Then I laid and cried a while.
Further down the road, 
I stood dressed up in white.
The night that I'd been waiting for, 
I'd found my Mr. Right!
I asked, "Daddy why am I so blessed?
I seem to have it all!
When some just have no luck, 
they don't have much at all."
"Only God can answer that."
He told me with a smile.
"So ask him when you get there."
Then he walked me down the aisle.
Then thirty years flew by.
Two jobs, Dad's cancer, and my baby.
and Daddy's time grew shorter, 
and every day became a maybe. 
Then sadly the Dr. said "its time to say goodbye "
and by his bed I stood.
I just couldn't believe it, 
that he'd be gone for good.
"Daddy why do you have to go?"
I asked him as I sobbed.
I knew it was his time, 
but still, my heart felt robbed. 
"I'll ask him when I get there..."
he told me with a smile.
"If I even care! I'll meet Jesus in a while!
I know you think that this will hurt you, 
but these days are grains of sand, 
and heaven is the Ocean!
We'll be together once again."


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Happily Ever Disaster

I looked up and there you were
My prince
My fairytale
My happily ever after

You stood by my side
You made me strong
You made me believe in you
I trusted you

I looked up and there you were 
My enemy 
My deepist fear
My worst nightmare

You brought me down
You broke me apart
You made me give up my hope
I loved you

I looked up and there you were
My living hell
My darkest night
My happily ever disaster

I'm saying fairwell


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Hope

Some divine light
Beams upon my life

Every day the same sight:
A star beyond shallow sky,

Would I see you if I die?


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Have You Been Hurt By Religion

Have You Been Hurt By “Religion”?

Are you tired of “religious people”
 knocking at your door?
You wish they’d leave...  “You can’t take it anymore!”

Have you been hurt by “church people” sometime in the past?
Somehow they hurt you...  And the pain continues to last…

Have you been “wounded” by something
 somebody has said?
Perhaps you wonder if “they wish you were dead…”

Perhaps there’s someone that you 
may have “befriended…”
They have done something that
 has hurt you and “offended.”

There’s probably many people that you wish would “go away.”
Because of something they’ve 
done to “darken your day.”

I’ve been there many times…  Believe me I know.
How someone’s actions or words can hurt your soul.

Even those who go to church are 
often not very kind.
And they don’t hesitate to 
give you “a piece of their mind.”

Religion is not the answer.  Look to Jesus 
and the life he gives!
He alone has the power to love
 and completely forgive!

It’s only in his shed blood that you can find atonement.
He can change your life now!  This very moment!

He can heal your broken heart and wounded spirit.
An everlasting joy and love...  He freely gives it!

He can do what no “church” or “religion” could ever do
He can restore your life today.  
And make you BRAND NEW!!!

By Jim Pemberton


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Can I Buy A Cheat Sheet For God's Test?

When we get to Heaven...
will there be a type of ''customs'' 
we have to pass through? 
Will there be a test? 
What will the questions look like? 
Multiple choice, I hope...
I always do better on multiple choice tests.

Maybe this would be a sample question: 

1.  When I pass somebody in obvious need I: 

A.  Walk by and pretend I didn't see them.
B.  Stop and offer help (and hope they decline) .
C.  Stop and help.
D.  None of the above...I don't see anyone else but myself.

Or, maybe they would be questions that we can give a
''never, sometimes, most of the time, always''
type of answer.

Like: 

1.  I thought about other people's feelings: 
___Never
___Sometimes
___Most of the time
___Always

I've given this some thought
not because I have an unexplainable amount of test anxiety.
Rather, I have an unexplainable fear
of not living my life as it was intended to be lived.

And, will this be ''graded on a curve''?


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Drop the ocean and lift the sky

Drop the ocean, lift the sky, Today seems like a goodbye, Memories of your voice forever linger. Drink the potion, get me high, Tears start to multiply , You wouldn't even try to lift a finger. Cast the demons, out of here, Lift me up, I have no fear, Show you what it means to say I love you. Wake me up, grab a beer, Fill my cup, and shed a tear , My love for you has always been this true. Drain the ocean , engulf the land, Time to focus , begin again, Learn to live without you by my side. Convey the notions, my own brand, Revolve my life, and take a stand, Without you , I know, I will be alright. Ring the bell, Sound the horn, Today i have been reborn, I can do this all on my own. Rise the fell, Mend the torn, Persevere through all the scorn, My , look at how much you have grown. Drop the ocean , lift the sky, Today seems like a goodbye, Memories of your voice forever linger.


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The BIble Is The Inspired Word Of God


The Bible Is The Inspired Word of God!

I heard someone say “the Bible was written by man.”
But there’s a truth I don’t think he understands.

God used man to simply be an “inspired instrument.”
This was more than some type of “experiment.”

God used many different people from various places.
He used them from both the Jewish and Gentile races!

Though the words spanned a long period of time…
They were written with all of us in mind!

It was as if God himself had taken the pen.
He spoke directly through different men.

All of the books are together with a common goal.
To bring the words of God to the common soul.

I would encourage to read the Bible for your direction.
Allow God’s words to daily be your inspiration!

Won’t you read from Genesis through Revelation?
You can learn about God’s gift of salvation!

The Bible speaks of God’s love and holiness too!
And speaks to the heart of how much HE LOVES YOU!

You can also learn about eternity in a heavenly mansion!
Your life can receive a blessed “abundant life expansion!”

Through the words of Christ, you’ll be blessed!
As you find in him a comfort and a haven of rest!

I invite you to read and apply God’s truth today!
And be transformed by what he really has to say!

By applying Biblical principles in how you’re living!
You’ll be blessed by the awesome words God is giving!

By Jim Pemberton  


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Wisps

"Friend,
Mind wandering through misty woods.
You don't understand your purpose.
Friend,
I knew you too little,
Please do not shed your salty emotions,
Not out of anger, not out of sadness.
Friend,
You now lose your way so easily,
You sink, you burst, you burn inwardly.
You weep from frustrations, 
From the guilt of an honest smile,
From pains, that you forget for a moment,
That come swiftly back to haunt you of your loss.
I understand, dear friend.
You once had a light and the woods seek to snuff it out.
Do not fear, dear friend,
Friend follow me, as I once did you.
Friend, now you see?
Yes, you see,
The little wisps in the fog that guide us home."

~In memory of Bill Hamman, and all else who have suffered the pains of Alzheimer's


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Do You Have Movies And Magazines That Don't Belong In Your Home


I visited a garage sale.  And had a 
surprised look on my face.
I noticed that some things
 were "out of place."

To my right... Was a shelf filled with books.. 
And Christian ones too.
To my left...  Was a sign that read; 
"I have adult movies for you."

I wondered and thought with 
some kind of amazement.
"Does this person read these books. 
 And watch this "entertainment?"

This is common in many Christian homes...
Often...  People cross God's 
"boundaries" and "safety zones."

Anyone can go to church. 
 Pray, sing and "shed a tear."
Not realizing that sin's temptation
 is drawing ever so near.

Do you seek God's holiness and the 
power of Jesus' name?
But each night...  Before bedtime... 
 Things aren't quite the same...

Have you opened up your heart 
and mind...  And live life unfulfilled?
Is this the way you ought to live? 
 Is this what God has willed?

He desires to live inside of you.
  And help you to discover.
With any stronghold in life.  He'll help you to recover!

Are things in life "out of place?"  
And need to be put back together?
Allow God's word to guide you!  
His promises are forever!

Everything will be where it should be...  
With Jesus In control!
Only he can defeat the enemy that 
seeks to destroy your soul!

By Jim Pemberton


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What is it like to be misunderstood?

What is it like, when no one can see the roses blooming in your heart When no one 
understands you When you are two worlds apart  When everything you say they take the 
opposite way Saying that you are evil That you are a menace to their day  What is it like 
when you continue to pray  then nothing but evil comes your way Trying to go forward to 
achieve  yet constantly being hindered by traps and schemes  So called friends taking away 
their laughter and hugs  When you call on the name of Jesus, they say you are on bad 
drugs  Being misunderstood happens all the time  Darkness seems to be clouding your 
sunshine   Rejection seems to be the cause of much pain  What is it like when their love 
turns vain  Sometimes it feels like i could of  would of  should   That's what it's like to be 
misunderstood


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Whispers

I once heard a saying,
that the happiest people are the saddest
Shining because they’ve seen the darkest
Like the lotus that grows out of mud
Or the rotting stump that bears a bud..

You never know what troubles the mind
So be careful with words unkind
The glowing person just beside you
Could be a crumbling ruin behind the hairdo
 Most people struggle everyday
Souls burdened with decay..

I guess it takes a lot of courage
To act normal with that damage
Hard to believe that under the surface
Lives a soul with no purpose
A cry for help won’t be any crisper
Listen to the their inner whisper..


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I'm So Thankful That Christ Saved Me


I’m So Thankful That Christ Saved Me!

I’m so thankful that Christ chose to save me!
I’m grateful for the life that he gave me!

I’m so thankful for extending his warm embrace!
And for planting my life on a solid place!

I’m so thankful for all that God is doing!
His spirit in my life is what he is renewing!

I’m thankful for the opportunity to be 
one of his own!
I ask for his blessing in my life
 and home!

I’m forever grateful for his sacrifice
 on the cross!
He is my hope!  When all seems
 hopeless and lost!

Thank you my Lord for being so gracious to me!
You have given me your grace abundantly!

Thank you Jesus for being my friend!
How I love you again and again!

You are the one that I cherish and adore!
You’ve given me hope and peace 
and so much more!

By Jim Pemberton    


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Alone I Stand

In frozen ivory towers and burning dungeons
The inescapable truth is that in the darkness
Even your shadow leaves you
Stare at the abyss and the void fills you
Your mind trapped as you hide your black-hole heart
Shadows lurking out of sight
Manifestations surround you
the journey of the hopeless soul
Is it a lesson that must be endured
To make the heart steady
So that when you reach the end
You truly appreciate how bad it could have been
And what you’re capable of
So that you know that you all need
Is your beating heart and nothing else
Just you
Believing in a dream..
Something that
The darkness
Can’t touch.


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For What's Worth Breathing


Look at me
I am the life in a wasteland

Look at me
I am the slavery through the ages

Look at me
I am the mirror of the world

Look at me
I am the illusion I’ve fought for

Look at me
I’m still loving you

and I keep being here

for you, for me,
and for what’s worth breathing


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What If

Hey people why you listen to the people that don’t matter. You all get mad when the talk 
sh&t and when they put you down. Why do you think they continue to do it? It is because 
they get a reaction out of you and it drives them to get more. They feel like they have 
control over you and they are your masters and its pathetic. I’m not innocent no one is. 
Everyone does it either because they have had it done to them or because they feel like 
they have to be noticed. I’ve realized if you just laugh and completely ignore them you will 
have a better life and it will make life out to be better then what you thought it could ever 
be.  I know I can’t say I’m fully able to ignore everyone but it’s a process I have made a lot 
of progress and I have learned I am a lot happier and feel way better when I just laugh or 
walk away. If people actually stopped and didn’t say anything and laughed about it more 
people would stop bullying. I know it’s very hard to believe me and it’s a process I think 
everyone needs to take. Who are they to judge you? You are the only one who needs to 
accept you for you. If you can’t accept what you are and what your personality is without 
being embarrassed about it you can’t live with anyone else. If you stop right now and think 
about all of the times you retaliated and said something back at the person that was 
bothering you did it get better or did it get worse and ay what if I don’t say anything maybe I 
won’t get angry and maybe they will leave me alone. If you can take the first step even 
though it is the hardest one there is to take you will have a better outlook on life and 
yourself and you will be happier then you could ever imagine.  I don’t care who you are if 
you will only make the first step the next steps are a lot easier and you will learn to live life 
to the fullest and it will make you have more friends and you will have a better life style and 
you will have more fun instead of always being mad and sad and depressed. If everyone in 
the world would just take that one fateful step it would make all of the difference.


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Spill It

Spill it all out
Where is the light to guide these words?
Everything feels gone 
Empty again 
So spilling it out is impossible?
Yet words still flow through it all
Thoughts still run rampant
Broken pipework spraying all over the place
Rust collecting on the spurting silver
Losing very inch of pride
Unable to control these lines
Pinch it all out
Squeeze it like the last bits of toothpaste in a tube
Roll it up and twist the remains
Pressure is building
Tension is steadily, stiffly waiting
To be released
Let it all go!
There is no point anymore
Stop building on disaster!
Let the words flow
Spill the damn mess out
And don't clean up
Let me pick up the pieces
Hand me the mop
Because when it is finally all out
The emptiness will leave 
You'll know exactly what to express
It will all be clear


4-20-13


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Mockingbird Still Sings

Children sexually abused
Hiding secrets none accused 
Mockingbird still sings

False Charities stealing money
Laughing while nothing’s funny
Mockingbird still sings

Corporations shredding evidence
Seas of hypocrisy and decadence
Mockingbird still sings

Cheating partners losing trust
Teens pregnant from a night of lust
Mockingbird still sings

Rape victims ashamed to speak
Lives destroyed remaining meek 
Mockingbird still sings

Middle East raging in war
All for pride nothing more
Mockingbird still sings

Delicate babies addicts born
Crack whore moms selling porn
Mockingbird still sings

Gang bangers need attention
Killing for an honorable mention 
Mockingbird still sings

Fools and vengeance shall expire
For winds of change to transpire
While mockingbird still sings


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From The Time After God's Creation


From The Time After God's Creation… From the time after God’s beautiful creation… Between man and God… Sin has caused a separation! When God looked down upon all of mankind. Fellowship with man was what he had in mind! We were all created to bring honor to his name. But sin has brought much wickedness and shame! Sin has created an enormous “moral cavity.” Mankind has reached an “immoral depravity!” Through God’s son, a way has been made. His life for yours, on Calvary, was paid! Though mankind sinned, God didn’t forget us! Jesus is here right now! He never left us! Through Christ’ blood, our lives can be cleansed! A new life in Christ is where victory begins! Won’t you come to the Lord who created you? It is no secret how much he loves you! Won’t you come? Why there’s still time? God has a purpose and a plan with you in mind! His grace and love can change you throughout! Knowing Jesus is what true life is all about! By Jim Pemberton


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The Winds of the Night

The winds of the night creep in on you and they are up and about.
They surround you in the darkness and shed you into some light.
They are given and they are taken with your most silent thoughts.
They pass through your hidden fears and come from plain sight.
The winds of the night so clever and discreet they really are.
They hold no boundaries to your beginning and nor to your end.
They are warm and they are cold rising above you and reaching up from far.
They are of their own power and hold onto all claims of their own.
The winds of the night come sending a message to the unknown.
The winds of the night are aimless but when directed they drift all together.
They are dangerous when calm at night a sight not even one has really seen.
They are unsettled with no balance yet predictable by where they all concur.
They capture what is felt and heard because they’re accepted as they’re deemed.
The winds of the night come and go for they are on a lifelong mission.
They are silent within your journey for they can not be spoken to or touched.
They exist for your life bringing the world into its final rule on deception.
The winds of the night carry enough strength to lead a massive world into the unjust!








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Feeling Something Real

Warm inclinations, 
One off conversations,
Unquestioned accusations,
Endless limitations.
 
Frustrating drama,
Devastating karma,
Countless lies,
Tearful goodbyes.
 
Hidden treasures,
Forgotten pleasures,
Forbidden temptation,
Lost in translation,
Blind realisation.
 
Unchartered oceans,
Half cocked notions,
Chance meeting,
Designated seating,
Bank balance depleting.
 
Emotional prostitution,
Computer revolution,
Positive solutions,
New year resolutions.


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Haunted

Have you gone and lost your head again?
Been falling through the floor,
been trying to find my way to you,
can’t make it past the door.
These skeletons don’t seem to fall
and I’ve been beating, hammering fists to the wall.
Tried to find you, just to guide you
through this never ending hall
to remind you, keep in mind you have a purpose in it all


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Inner Prison

Why must I feel like this?
After so long a time of
As they say, normalcy.
How strange it would be
Learning that all is odd.
Strange for me to deviate
I need to remediate
To learn again.

What is it I need?
Who knows for sure
How does one know
Something never tried

Now I've cried
Buckets of tears
Release my fears
To try something new
With you
But not me
For I am too stable
Or so they think

Now I live on the edge
What if I slipped off this ledge?
Skipped, walked, or even leaped?
With all my might
Into the darkness
Where all is allowed
Just to be the one
Inside myself
Begging, pleading
To be free.
To nurture the child within
From the meek and mild
To wild and full of sin

I would give it all up today
If I could change my stripes
To nurse these wounds
Draining my emotions dry.

How do I know if I like the dessert
If I don't taste it 
To take that first bite is
Like drowning in the abyss
No beginning, therefore, no ending
This life I do not choose
For it chooses me


Details | I do not know? | |

The Light

~The Light~

I remember the first time
 Voices in my head getting way too loud
Just a little girl unable to enjoy the world around me
I thought there was no way out
Almost took the easy way out
Then I saw something shining at the end of a long dark tunnel
It gave me hope
A reason to believe
As long as I kept my focus on

~The Light~

Thirteen and so very young
Afraid to tell a soul
About the demons in my head
I thought that I had to deal with them 
For myself by myself
Until I slipped and told a friend
Finding out she heard them sometimes too
Helped me feel a little better
It is just too bad she never had a chance to see
Brightness at the end of her tunnel
After she moved away
She just gave up 
Walking away from 

~The Light	~

I felt so bad 
Yet I managed to hide the pain
I always felt inside
Even in my darkest hours
With many attempts behind me 
I kept hoping to see

~The Light~

It is beautiful to see how a family can rescue 
Their fallen 
Just not giving up
Always feeling their unconditional love 
Knowing they were there
It all helped me walk out of that dark tunnel
Embracing

~The Light~

Now I firmly believe it is possible
For the most troubled soul
To find a way out
Without taking the easy way
With love and support
I know you can do it too
As you go through life’s journey
Wherever it may take you 
Always remember to look for and 
Embrace 

~The Light	~

By: Jean Shular


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I Was Thinking Of The Words To Say


I was thinking about something
just the other day.
I was at a loss for the
"right words to say."

I was thinking about a time
"way back when."
That day I became born again.
A zeal for Jesus that
I once had.
Excitement in my life,
a heart so glad.

A passion for Christ
overwhelmed my soul.
I loved Jesus-for he had
made me whole.

I've forgotten things that
I once knew.
Reading God's word-
I no longer do.

What has happened to me?
I'm so ashamed!
I'm an embarrassment to
Jesus' holy name. 

So, dear Jesus, my knees
I humbly bow.
Please change my life...
I need you now!

By your word, transform
me deep within.
I confess to you my backsliding sin.

I re-commit my life NOW-Yes I do!
And by your love, I'm made
BRAND NEW!

By Jim Pemberton






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You Don't Have To LIve Like You Did Before

You don’t have to live… 
 Like you did before!
I can give you my love… 
 And so much more!

You don’t have to keep on
 “bringing up the past…”
I will give you a peace and joy
 that will forever last!”

The chains you once had…
 No longer have to hold you down.
I will pick you up and plant you
 on solid ground!

You don’t have to live the way
 that you once lived…
An abundance of forgiveness and mercy
 is what I freely give!

You no longer have to live a life
 that is filled with fear…
I will always be your best friend. 
 I am always here!

You can come to me for a love 
that is worth finding…
My promises are forever.  
You need no reminding!

You can be a new creation. 
 Old things passed away.
I am that I am.  And I can change
 your life TODAY!

I am Jesus.  Your provider. 
 The all-sufficient one.
My arms are wide open for you… 
 Won’t you come???

By Jim Pemberton   
12/07/10


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When God Called Me

When God Called Me…

When God called me…  
I didn’t know what to expect!
The words he spoke to my heart.  I won’t forget!

What God said to me….  I remember so vividly.
He woke me up in the night so unexpectedly!

When God awoke me.  I “jumped out of bed.”
I wanted to hear what his spirit said.

What God wanted for me…  Was to follow him!
I wanted to obey and trust him as my friend!

What God desired was to have a faithful heart!
He was there for me…  
Right from the start!

My wordly possessions…  I left behind!
A new treasure in Christ…  I did find!

Many of my “past habits” begin to leave me…
As I felt God’s awesome love all around me!

My thoughts and attentions were decided.
Everything I needed...  
 God provided!

I’ve chosen to follow him 100 percent!
Fellowship with my creator,
is time well spent!

He is my beloved and I am his!
He is with me each day I live!

Won’t you beckon his spirit’s call?
Living for Jesus makes it worth it all!

By Jim Pemberton


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Martyr for the Unorthodox word

If I had over 10,000 dreams You'd be the only thing my mind could see Judgment couldn't be real Succumbing to the fear of this cold life Find a way to break through The self-destruction of wordly delusions Don't tell me I've lived so long in a lovely illusion Break me down until we find a Nirvanic state Then bring me a savior from transgressions An atoning sacrifice Send down to me a messenger for me to submit to Bring me the truth to break through The delusion Bring me the messenger to explain it all And let me leave behind Sorrow's caressing the earth The caliphate stole my heart Without a will to fight But I have the Means to be free I'll try to go with the word I believe But so many stones to be thrown Stakes to burn, limbs to break Faces to hate, scorns to taste Will I have the will to die Despite all of the tears no one will cry Sorrow's caressing the earth The caliphate stole my heart Broke my will Safetefied my soul Martyr for the Unorthodox word Sorrow's caressing the earth The caliphate stole my heart Without a will to fight But I have the Means to be free I'll try to go with the word I believe But so many stones to be thrown Stakes to burn, limbs to break Faces to hate, scorns to taste Will I have the will to die Despite all of the tears no one will cry Sorrow's caressing the earth The caliphate stole my heart Broke my will Safetefied my soul Martyr for the Unorthodox word


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My Heart And My Soul

My heart feels lonely and I am blue
I dont know what I can do, for I wonder
if I'll see the Son of God looking at me 
and if he dose will he be pleased or say 
this day go from me, Oh how I do want to
see heaven, I've been saved sence I was seven
my heart cries out from the deaths of my
soul save me God from this day on Dose he 
hear me Yes or No this lonely feeling is 
haunting my soul Please dear God make it
stop and help me see heaven in Loves pure
light.


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Does Anyone Still Preach On Sin

Does Anyone Still Preach On Sin?

Where are the preachers who
 actually preach on sin?
Where is the fire of God that 
totally consumes within?

One thing that is much 
needed this very hour.
Is God's presence and his 
majesty and power!

Many preachers seem 
worried "they may offend."
Too many are afraid they'll "lose a friend."

If they really preach God's 
word as they ought to do.
Hardly anyone would be sitting in the pew.

No wonder there's so much sin 
and perversion to be found.
The truth of God's word 
has been turned "upside down."

It's time we raise a holy
 standard in our lives.
Listening to God's word and 
no more of man's lies.

The judgement of God begins
 at his house--this is so clear.
Watch out--his righteous judgement
 is so very near!

What will you be doing, when he 
knocks at your heart's door?
Do you really know 
whom you are living for?

It's heaven or hell--there is 
no middle road in between.
It's time to confess and repent 
of all that's unclean.

It's only in Jesus...not religion... 
that will save your soul.
 Jesus waits for you and
 desires to make you whole!

By Jim Pemberton
2008


Details | Free verse | |

after you died

The tear of my eye
Won’t come down anymore

After you died
I forgot faithfulness, love and destiny
Friendship among my life

I stayed in my room
So lonely I sat
My injured heart bleeds blood from inside

After you died
The sun won’t come up
The moon wont rise

After you died
The spot of light inside me was gone

After you died
There’s no one to talk to
No other side

The earth would cry 
Waiting for you ….
My broken soul
Would prefer to die ……


After you died 
The friend that was so faithful 
Won’t come back to life

After you died
Misery, desperate, and anger
Were placed in I 

After you died
There was no one to hold to 
No one to help you fly 

After you died
No one gave me a hand 
No one showed me the path 
That I had lost 
From you 
From you 
No one told me that this would happen 
No other plan 

Where did you go 
I’m lost without you 
My feelings had left me 
I had no other chance 

Tell me 
Where did u go? 
After you died?






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God Beautifully Created Us


God Beautifully Created Us! God beautifully created us with unique features. Because of sin, we’ve become fallen creatures. God deigned us to have fellowship with him! But that was broken, on account of SIN! God formed us out of the dust of the ground… His wonderful creation was made all around! God had a purpose and a plan in mind. He wanted to be a part of mankind. This was broken because of Adam and Eve’s fall. But through Christ… He’s made a way after all! Through Christ we have access to God’s throne. He died for us so we can make heaven our home! His gift of mercy is for all to receive! Won’t you accept him? And believe? By Jim Pemberton


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Cry of the Soul

Once, when my soul cried out in mournful pain;
I believed the Spirit, with me, wept.
When I felt that life was all in vain,
He lifted me from the drowning depth.

Now when flowing tears upon me fall,
and all seems hopeless in this life;
Does He hear my constant wailing call,
when I feel grief’s merciless cutting knife?

Where is my God when I need Him so,
when my soul is wounded and torn apart?
The One Who promised to never forsake nor leave,
does He see me here with bleeding heart?

Like the lonesome howling coyote, my soul does cry
in vain, it seems for peaceful relief.
And as the unfolding years go by,
will I forever be haunted with relentless grief?

Will there be answers which I will someday find?
Will my feet ever be back on the ground?
Unanswered questions riddle my weary mind,
as I feel and see the misery all around.

I was one of faith and considered strong,
but now am weak and a pitiful creature.
What I have become, I have pondered long;
and realize my need of the One True Teacher.

Once again, my howling, mournful wail cries out;
“Oh, God, my Master, hear my plea.
We need Your help, without one single doubt.
We beg for strength to set all pain free...”


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Fade into Shine

Someday, Some way
I will shine again
The light will hit my eyes
I'll no longer need to hide
The strength I have within
Will surely show again
This weakness that I feel
Will fade and disappear


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what about me?

my mind is open and my heart is pure
my share of troubles I have endured
I'm just making It form day to day
waiting for prosperity to come my way

when I see people with a whole lot of bucks
I wonder where is my share of the luck
and when I see famous and rich celebrities
all I can think to say is, "what about me?"

I use to think that I was undeserving
of whatever favors that God was serving
but now I know that that was not true
for God has given me many blessings too

when I think about all the times I got through situations unscathed
I now know that It was only by the grace of God that I was saved
and when I think about all the times I was down to my last cent
God sent some money my way, an unexpected present
and when I look back and realized many of my friends are now dead
I comprehend that my life was always spirit-led

It's not about money, the status nor the fame
It's about living life according to the rules of God's game
now I no longer go about asking, "what about me?"
I now know that I have been blessed with God's prosperity


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I Want

Yah! Let me tell you,
Let me tell you about the last struggle in our country
2000 political violence.
Those days thousands of people lay dead                      
The streets were full of blood.

I want to tell you about how people were suffering
Some they spend seven days without anything to eat
Some where forced to walk hundred miles
People where struggling,
People where crying
I want to tell you about how people were disappearing.

Brothers and fathers were forced to join the ruling party
Young stars were forced to join the green bomber youth militia
Mothers and sisters were raped,
Brutality raped.
Some were raped in front of their husbands,
In front of their children.
I was scared very scared
My tears were running down to my chick
When I saw a young 14 year girl raped in front of me
She was raped by 4 strong men. 
I sweated! Shivering nothing to say
Only I was shaking my head my hands were holding my mouth,

Let me tell you about the blood shade.
I want to tell you about the white farmers 
White people were forced to leave their farms
They left their properties they were not aloud to carry 
Anything,
Some they were beaten
Their farms were burned in ashes
Crops were slashed by the so called war veterans.

I want to tell you about how people were murdered
Some you find their body parts missing.
I was breathing heavily, 
When my friend was hanged on a mango tree
Nqobani was innocent, he was a kindness man
But he died because he was an enemy to the ruling part.
He died whilst fighting for change
Her private parts were found missing.
Tears can dry but memories can't die
I will always remember you
And I will keep on fighting unless we set free.




I want to tell you about this government 
This government of ours has totally destroyed,
Our beloved country
It has totally destroyed the whole situation
From his excellence president to his exultant dictator
Let me tell you I want.

Only the government they know is to maintain its solders
And policeman by buying them new boots, new stockiest, new 
Uniforms,
New underpants and the new button sticks
Yet the economy is going down.
Things are hard to get
No ballpoint, no sugar, no fuel, no water, even a toilet tissue 
You can’t find it
Or cry beloved country or cry beloved country.

I want to tell you everything and I will tell you
From south, to north, east to west.
From kwaBulawayo to Harare via Gweru
All corners of the country 
Let me tell you and I will tell you



Details | I do not know? | |

As I Sit With Darkness

	As I sit here, not knowing what I fear most, myself or life.

	As I sit here not knowing if I'll ever be a normal person.

	As I sit here knowing people love me, but wanting to love them, but I 
	can't, because I can't even love myself.

	As I sit here knowing my love ones are suffering, because I'm 
suffering.

	As I sit here wishing I could be strong enough to over power what I 
	know is wrong and do right.

	As I sit here knowing that my name will be just a memory to people 
that 	know me and always think about the bad things I've done.

	As I sit here seeing darkness in everything I see.

	As I sit here not knowing if I see the world for what it really is or just
another miss guided person written off.

	As I sit here not knowing if my mind is just sick or just knows the truth.

	As I sit here I know that I sacrifice the happiness of loved ones for my 
thoughts.

	As I sit here I know I'm strong in one aspect. I will sit in darkness till 
it's my day to know the answers.

	As I sit here I'm sorry for my thoughts.


Details | I do not know? | |

Dear Little Girl

Dear Little Girl,
Why do you cry
When you’re kicked down
Over nonsense?
It’s not your fault
Besides,
A broken bone
Is better than
A broken soul


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The Vacuous Man

I drink...
Alone, all the time, always thinking,
About past times that should have been.
I should have done this, I should have done that,
I never get the chance to do anything,
Because nothing ever goes my way,
As I'm too busy anyhow,
My bravery is diminished just for now
And life's dreams will be fulfilled another day...
And confrontational pressure will soon go away.

My life is a struggle, and
Like dead weight, I plop back down,
A tiring sigh befits my frown,
Viscous is my life's blood,
Laziness is my likelihood,
I am a self-trapped man.
Self-esteem, non-existent,
Life is sucked out, numbed is my soul,
Nothing here, no spirit left,
Nothing but skin and bones.
Imminent is my digress,
Divest of intellectual progress.

I go over the events in my mind,
The portrayal of my life, and I shine,
It's so exciting, yet so elusive,
My drunkenness has gotten me stupid,
Once again.
For I relished the vivid, savor the imagined
Wallowing in what could have happened
And afraid to take the real first step.
I'm swirling, swirling, swirling,
Filled with sameness and frustration,
Face red and swollen 
With the day's libation,
Eyes are glazed, mind on vacation,
My true reality, always distant,
The ice cracks and pops to the marriage of spirits and
I drink...


Details | I do not know? | |

The Up's and Down's of Love

The ups of relationships are self- explanatory 
But you shouldn’t force your partner to say it in a hurry
When people fall in love they think their feelings will remain
They never mention all the confusion, all the heartache and pain
What will you do when you’re in love, but that person doesn’t love you back?
You’ll feel all alone, and you don’t know how to act
Love is a very powerful word, but you use it in vain
You say you love them, but you feel like you have nothing to gain
When you experience the ups of love you feel like you rule the world
You feel like you wouldn’t trade your partner in for all the riches, diamonds, and pearls
You can’t put a put a price tag on love, but you try to
You feel deceived when that person runs out on you
In the beginning you felt like that person swept you off you feet
But at the end you realize all their wrong doings just repeat
Falling in love isn’t a decision that you can make
So don’t deprive people of not wanting to love, because you caused their heart to break


Details | I do not know? | |

Understanding

System of events so dramatic it reinvents.
My wisdom over lends a static in a sense.
I give them my hands in return for amends,
Even though it is them who never understands.

Shackled and chained, felt internal pain.
Condemned to complain, alone I remain.
I forget my name, hide my face in shame.
Aiming for the fame, my souls put in vain.

Isolated feelings, as high as the ceiling,
Dealing with each one as time keeps on ticking.
I’m sealing the past, and starting a new beginning.
This living I’m seeing, no one should be given.

Sometimes I wonder, when I hear the thunder,
Is GOD asunder, because demons are under,
Waiting in numbers, in patience, in slumber,
At the end of a tunnel, throughout winter and summer.

I guess it could be worse, I could be in a hearse,
If I put my greed first, I lay deep in a curse.
Since my birth I was destined to disburse,
For what its worth, I’m willing to make it work. 


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This poem is my own recovery from Valium O Little White Tablet

‘0 LITTLE WHITE TABLET’

O little white tablet, how I hate you,
I was only 21 years old, when introduced to you.
You looked so innocent, so white, so pure.
I was told you were the answer to everything,
(The cure)
No-one told me, when they introduced me to 
the rest of your family, the yellow and the blue.
The blue being five times stronger than you.
No-one told me of the dangers you held within.
Of all the pain I would have to go through, all the suffering.
No-one told me. YOU would rob me, of eighteen 
years of my life.
That I would be unable to function properly,
as a Mother and Wife.
No-one told me, I would get addicted to you.
Of all the pain and suffering, I would
have to go through.
To get you out of my system, alone took two years. 
Two more years of heartbreak, many, many tears.
Then to find out, I had Agoraphobia.
Several more years, destroyed by fear.
Which a lot of people, say is caused by you.
Not being able to go out, far or near.
Hurting all the ones, I loved so dear.
O little white tablet, how I hate you.
But in the end I was the winner Not you.

This poem refers to prescribed drugs


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A poem for my best friend of 30 years who died last year from booze Linda

Linda

I remember the first time we met you came round for a coffee. 
I remember it well, we sat talking for hours, just you and me.
Over the next few years, We must have drunk hundreds of cups.
Life was a roll of downs, Then ups. 
I remember the first time I met your Mum. All dressed in pale blue.
I think she was going to some special do.

I remember Jills first birthday party, even the  dress she wore.
The house was full of friends and family and more.
Val and Grandma, Carol and Jane all of their familys as well.
The house was packed, certainly a tale to tell.
The Bell Inn at Ingolmells where we all went for a drink.
Then round to our caravan, coffees to sink.

I remember Claire as a child, the hours she used to spend at our home.
Every Monday on the way to Slimming World she got credit for her phone.
I remember all the things she used to help me with. shopping, baking, 
washing the dishes the cups and the plates.
All this before she was even eight.
I remember so many things that we used to do. The bonfire parties at your 
house.
All the same crowd their having the time of their lives.

Then the big bash for my big Five O.
I wanted a really big show.
So we prepared all the food at your house, Then carried it all over to mine.
Only just got it all ready in time.
I did the cake it was a huge chocolate train.
Something big enough to get all the candles on was my aim.

Life throws some really awful things at you.
Some so bad you  just don’t know what to do.
Our friendship spanned almost  thirty years
A lot of fun a lot of tears.
When the police came round to our house that night, I didn’t even realize you 
had gone.
I thought you were just ill again, I found out almost a week later on

Especially as we had only been chatting a couple or so weeks before, About 
the past.
On that day you looked so well with all your make up on, I thought you were 
on the mend at last.
On your birthday in May I thought of you, 
All the things we had been through,          Rest in peace. Love  Pat


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Just for Me

In the past I remember how things were so simple
When I was little my cheeks had such cute dimples
Looking back I remember how sweet I was as a child
When I think again my heart told me I was so wild
Yet, in time my simple choices was revealed as true as anyone
The reason I was the way I am today, I did things, to get done
Finishing lots of my undone ideas was so incredibly hard
So I figure my heart and choices should never hold in no bard
I never thought I would learn heart aches and pain
With such under statement I did things for no gain
I was a child who held true to what he has learned
But as we got older those kinda perspective would get me burned
When I made up my mind that people was not kind
I led myself in a confusion that I was blind
In the past I do recall that seeing is believing
So I was the one who stood their with friends leaving
Alone, I felt I did not belong, I cherish each person who knew me
I got older too see how the world works it stung me like a bee
The feeling of tingling ran through my vain
My view of the world and people who knew me was stained
Now I know they are out for their selves with no kind feelings
Life I know is just a joke because of who I hung out with seeing
Today as I look at the world it is in such shambles and astray
And rather fallow everyone I just walk away


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A living hell My Agoraphobia

My Agoraphobia.
In 1983 you came back  into my life.
Bringing me nothing, but trouble and strife.
You kept me a prisoner in my own home.
When all I longed for, Was to go out alone.
You caused me pain, you made cry,
I felt so ill, I thought I would die.
From doctor, to doctor, from pillar to post.
Where o where, is the cure I wanted the most?
Where exactly does the answer lie?
Eventually I found it, in a doctor called Di.
She gave me the will to carry on and fight.
I fought so hard, with all of  my might.
The shops in the village seemed so very far away.
If only I could go out, just for one single day.
I tried and tried, the tears, the pain,
It was a battle lose or gain,
I gave it everything, yes everything I had.
It wasn’t easy, in fact, it was very bad.
In 1990, after 7 long years,
A lot of heartache, many, many tears,
I was starting to win the battle of getting out the door,
With each day, I was doing more and more,
But there was still so many things that I couldn’t do alone.
Still so many jobs, that had to be done on the phone.
I could now walk to the shops, there and back,
 get the groceries, take them home, and unpack,
But I still couldn’t get a bus into town on my own,
only if I had someone to go with, borrowed, on loan.
It took several more years, of heartbreak and pain,
Before I could finally travel alone again.
May 2nd  2000, I jumped on a bus and popped into town,
It was just like my world had been turned upside down.
HERE WAS I FREE AT LAST,
Finally free to forget the past.
So I decided to do something I had never done before. 
I started at college part time, each day I couldn’t wait to get out of the door,
To catch my bus, to feel like I had finally rejoined the human race.
Living life at a hectic pace.
Going to college at the age of 53,
Really did do wanders for me.
The computer course was harder than I thought it would be, 
but others in the class helped me.
Our tutor was really nice,
Always ready with good advice.
Now I really feel I have turned my life completely around,
With this new freedom I have found.
With a lot of help, from my husband and son,
The battle is over, finally won.
So its goodbye agoraphobia you belong in the past,
Never again will you get me in your grasp.

This is a true poem of my own battle with Agoraphobia, That robbed me of a lot of my life, 


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First Love

First Love

Her eyes showed me a way,
Her unique smile let my tears go away,
Her Beautiful face made me to say,
Is this Love, or what???

Started to have feeling of love,
Started to behave nicely and different,
Started to smile when there was no reason to smile,
Still, Is this Love, or what??

Tried to approach her, but felt belittled, lowly, shy,
Tried to ask her for date, but felt afraid, scared, shocked,
Tried to express my love, felt would be rejected, hurt, unheard,
Well still, Is this love, or what?

I can fix anything, why not this thing,
I can talk to any girl, why not this girl,
I can really convince anyone, why not this one,
Came before many girl, why not this girl.

Do please not tell me its just nothing,
Do tell me how to do something about this thing...Love,
Do tell me anything about this thing…Love,
Will there be rejection or appreciation??????????


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The Hospital Fairyland

THE HOSPITAL FAIRYLAND

They walked together, hand in hand,
Into life’s magical fairyland.
Where there was no trouble, where there was no pain.
Where life could really, begin all over again.
Where were no men in little white coats.
Forcing you all, to stuff drugs down your throats.
Forcing you to do, what you didn’t want to.
Telling you it was all for the best, for you,
People shouting, people crying.
Most of the people talking about dying.
What is this hell, we’ve all come to?
It’s called coming off drugs, we all have It to go through.
Where will it end, what will we do?
None of us really, has a clue.
We are given more pills, we are told, we have to take.
To the men in white coats, life’s a piece of cake.
We are the prisoners, they guard the doors.
Some try to creep out, on all fours.
Into hell and back, we go for a ride.
Eventually if we’re lucky, we come out the other side.
Where we can walk, hand in hand.
Into life’s magical Fairyland.
Where there is trouble, where there is pain.
But at least we can start, living again.


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The Game

My life has been one enormous charade,
A make believe game,
A play I have played, 
A story I tell myself, day and night,
Hidden from myself, out of sight,
A game of hide and seek,
While searching for something else to eat.

The game,
A cosmic game,
A comic game,
A bad joke,
A puff of smoke,
A laugh,
A bath,
A lonely path,
The Game.

I used to take it so seriously,
Think it, feel it so real, so perfectly,

So certain I that was right,
That I lived in the light,
So convinced that I knew the rules,
So obvious I had all the tools,
That I saw the truth, 
That I saw the light,
Would win the battle, win the fight.


Heard the sound of the distant drum,
Calling me to battle with the devious one.
The walls of my ego were high and mighty,
My dreams and delusions danced in front of me,
Their smooth dark surface impossible to climb,
Images I swallowed and thought were mine.


I made them alive, moving and real,
Twist and turn like a slimy eel,
Just to tell myself that I was still someone,
Playing in the game and having lots of fun,
Just to tell me and to tell you,
That I wasn't a loser,
So I wouldn’t hear the words game over.


Game over,
Check and mate,
Here's the gate,
You have to take,
Out of the Game,
The game of shame.


The game of avoiding being blue,
Of dogging the bullets they shot at you,
The atomic bomb they drop on your head,
The monsters that they put under your bed.


The game of hiding away,
Live to play another day,
Even if it's only make believe,
The prizes in plastic,
And not worth a dime,
At least I have the impression that they are mine,
At least I don't fell the pain,
The pain of shame,
In this perverted game.


So that I don't feel I'm a prisoner,
Tied to this post,
Don't even realise that I'm only a ghost,
That the truth is well hidden,
On the board of the game.

That the prizes are in plastic,
But they are shiny and new,
The paint hardly chipped,
The emptiness hardly shows through,
The laughing is loud,
The smiles are all warm and friendly,
And we are all together,
Joyful and happy.


The illusion is REAL,
And only the mad man knows,
That it's a rotten deal.

more of my poems at http://labyrinthoflies.com


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This Aint Real

Your face, 
Made a fake smile, (you said)
I love you,
I need you,
I want you just for a while,
You told me,
That I made you smile,
All the things you said to me,
Are just words now,
How can we love,
When you love me for yourself,
(This Aint Love)

Chorus: 2x
What are we doin,
If this love ain't real,
What is this feeling,
That I feel,

I'm broken in emotion,
I'm broken in love, (you said)
I need you,
I want you
You're the only one,
I'm thinkin of, (so tell me)
How can we love, 
When there's always someone else,
(This Aint Love)

Chorus 2x
Bridge:
How can we love,
When there's always someone else,
How can we make up,
When you only love me for yourself,

verse #3:
You got me imprisoned, 
Inside your heart,
When kissed
I felt, Like we,
Would never be apart,
chorus 2x

 


Details | Personification | |

Puzzle Piece

A puzzle piece you are to me 
Like a vine without any leaves. 
Your heart is pure your soul is 
Gold, the sweetest thing I'll 
ever hold! A miracle in my eyes 
it seemed, knowing they said 
no babies for me! Always a 
surprise you seem to be just 
like a puzzle piece! At 9 months 
you walked but not until 4 did 
you first talk! Always a terror 
making a beautiful mess always 
a surprise that has yet to be 
met! The twists and turns I 
know we will see will seem 
somewhat like a roller coaster 
to me! The milestones and 
special gifts you bring will make 
my life seem Like a dream, my 
special boy I have always said 
How special I knew not till 
Aspergers they said! The 
journey will be trying the 
journey will seem long! But 
with our family together we will 
chug along! My special boy I 
love you so and cannot wait to 
see you mature and grow! Now 
we have a goal we have our 
dream you see to make you the 
perfect fitting puzzle piece!! 


Written by: Christina Kirks 
McCullouch 04/05/2012 For 
Jonathan S McCullouch Jr 
Mommy loves you to eternity 
and beyond! Forever and 
always!



Details | Narrative | |

The People Around Me

Things seems to be very clear,
When actually felt it is unclear,
What really seems to be clear,
May never ever be clear for ever.

Your help for others,
May be to be appreciated,
Or taken as what is called,
to be uncounted.

My question is clear,
Why the help for others,
Is sometime never appreciated,
However it is always delivered. 

In response to ethics,
lingers in my mind the answer,
To help others is not to be recognised, 
But it is to be called someone, 
Who can be respected.

To all, continue to help,
Not to to be appreciated by others,
But to be respected by yourself.


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acceptance

   Who's that staring through my window walls, with eyes as old as time
the clock has not yet moved and the wind outside has died
no breath for me to find nor the strength to check the time
unless the minute hand is lying theirs a chance i may have died
I wish this all a dream but the eyes i see dont lie, they have told me with their watching that all men do really cry
yet in vain is all my wishing but perhaps this is delusion of a sedimentary man with his mind ripe for losing 
Come at me then red devil, I shout within my mind yet the tension I had hoped for was delayed and rather dry
no ravishingly velvet flame encircled this such room, nor were the furniture and ottoman  thrown like an old shoe
marvelous the time in which a demon throwns your home and his only one intent is to stare right through your soul
 to that i bid goodnight to you, to do as you wish, regardless of the manner I am nothing more then fish. to be shot out of a barrel for a fellow such as this
If you do deem it fit that I wake another morning all i ask is that the clocks all please return to working order


Details | Epic | |

EPIC and IRONY

Life is epiphanic.


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A Spark of Hope

A little girl lost her home this year, for her, Christmas wouldn't be there.
Her family was angry from all the troubles, they simply couldn't repair.
Don’t bother us about presents her parents said, they were depressed by their fate.
With bitterness they said, you’d be lucky to have dinner tonight, or even a plate.
Life was harsh, nowhere to go, anger and fear had put their souls, in a terrible place.
The little girl had found no hope or joy, lurking near their old car, of late.
The car was their home, gas money was scarce, and with few places they could park.
Yes, their troubles had slowly extinguished, that precious hopeful spark.
Without that spark, they’d never find their way, from this terrible place of cold and dark.
And life’s darkness grew deeper nightly, as hope vanished under a reality so stark.
Even the very fiber of her family, seemed to be shattering slowly, slowly, apart.
The child felt alone here in this dark car, as sadness tried to engulf her little girls heart.
The future seemed filled with hopelessness, as shame and dread, were leaving their mark.
Embarrassment to be seen and turned away, made it hard for them to reach out, to restart.
But life goes on, and we can’t fear to rebuild, or the future will be hard to impart.
The girl suddenly declared there’s more to life, and she wouldn't let it conquer her heart.
She decided triumphs will come, and all will get better, if she held to that hopeful spark.
Seeing the desolation and anger here, she couldn't stay around, she had to get away…
So she climbed out of the car, and she walked into town, not so very far to stray.
She went and looked at the store windows, where Christmas was being displayed.
The music and people filled her heart, lifting her spirits, deep inside, that day.
She noticed a store, way down at the end of the row, on the next block, where it lay.
No one was there, it seemed lonely, and the darkness was again, spreading it’s decay.
She ran there in time to see an old man closing up, with sadness on his face betrayed.
What use were his goods, if no one would shop, or come down along his way?
The super store down the block, was daily making him lose more and more in the fray.
He could no longer afford to hire people, and the season had very little time, to stay.
As they talked the girl saw that she couldn't let the darkness take another, so she prayed.
Then she told the old man, if he’d open the shop, she’d bring customers down his way.
She added, she’d find reasonable workers, if her family could live upstairs, she portrayed.
First bring the customers, he said, and the rest will be yours little friend, he conveyed.
She had him put his best toys, as a contest prize, and to add lots of lights on the display.
He set a contest, “Winners-the best collectors for families in need” on Christmas Eve.
He put out a bright contest sign, but still nobody came to his end of the block, to survey.
So she had him call the Salvation Army, for a kettle, Bell ringer, and Carolers, who came 
Lickety split, their way.
Then she had him call a dear old friend, and farmer, to bring a tractor full of bails of hay.
Another volunteered his horse and sleigh, both, to see the city lights thru New Years Day.
This was a great idea, since the older drivers, could use the help, for their bills to pay.
The girl ran all over spreading the excitement, and to come see the prizes, his way.
The families suddenly started heading toward his door, and to those wondrous rides.
At that moment her parents came, and she explained what her hope, had improvised.
Her father talked a contractor into building a disabled family a home, to help advertise.
He could get a tax break; come to this store for supplies, and hire unemployed workers, he devised, so wise.
In the end, each night grew brighter, because of a girls hope, and heart-warming delight.
And the old man began smiling for the first time, in a long, long, time, starting that night.
All was saved, a home was found, and another built, as a sad little girl taught grownups to smile along the way… 
You might say, A Spark of Hope lit a candle, then a raging fire, which was burning bright by Christmas day.

The moral to my story is:
Never give up on Hope; it’s your best friend, as life brings its troubles your way…
Know that with time, a good heart, good will, and friendly ways… 
You can find God’s gifts again, if you don’t let the dark take you away…


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Solipsist

Let the Deicide commence.

You're a voyeur at best!
Your vampiric heart is beating out of your chest!
And you have slayed the ones whom would love you for anything less
Ready to consume the final fragments of innocence,
And for you there is no forgiveness,
On your knees pleading, screaming to a tyrant in the skies;
The father of lies.

I will never be enslaved in your superiority
The people agree: jaded of your false dichotomies.
Know: I will be whomever nature intends to be
Apollo and I will share our dreams,
and you will be forced to see
your failure!

I know who you are...
Readily the first to present your scars
Chained by some despot or mental czar
An emotional homunculus in your mind, behind bars
Reluctant to escape - even when proven fake
Your demented mind - depths no one will penetrate!
 
...And you see me suffering
Not caring of any casualties
Just as long you recieve your safeguard of sympathy
So very wary of the masses and their Anarchy; Liberious ways

Solipsist - Is there no one you can see?
Even if she was presented burning?
Solipsist - Is there no one you can believe?
Even if Sophia was screaming?
Solipsist - Know you have killed and abused me
Imprisoned in your own  personal reality 




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Reflections: Midlife Crisis

P     aranoia permeates, etching itself into your fractured face,
A     cacophony of constant pressure; life remains a stressful race,
N     othing to hope for, no positives like promotion in the workplace,
I      nability to love, relationships lift anchor and set sail without chase,
C     hildren crushing dreams under mortgages; age grows with disgrace
!!


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Not Really

How it must hurt you so on days like this,
  Walking around with a frown clutching your fist.
Hearing the words that are meant to anger you,
   Confused  you cry because there is nothing you can do.
Your mind is playing tricks on you driving you to say,
    I hate you all and the games you play please just go away.
Trusting nobody you are not sure which way you sould go,
    It's not real and  all in your head  is what you do not know.
Waiting to see just what tomorrow will possibly bring,
    All will be perfect and you wont rememver a thing.
Your thoughts they torement you  almost every day,
   Each night asking our Lord why your life is this way.
Feeling so alone thinking there is nobody who cares,
   But actually there is so many but you are not aware .
If only you would hear me so you might begin to see,
   You must believe in yourself if you want to be free.
You must have some faith if you are to understand ,
    What God has in store for you and what he has planned.
All the hurt and anger will soon begin to disappear ,
    You'll stand up tall again facing life with no fear.
Please remember always that you are never alone,
    By listening with your heart your path will be shown.
TAC


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I Went to Church Last Sunday

I Went to Church Last Sunday… I went to church last Sunday, and heard a lesson… I felt like I was almost in a “delicatessen.” A “menu” was served, with a “meal” given. And a “pep talk’” on “how good we’re livin’! We were asked to shake a hand, “and meet a friend.” “But don’t say anything that may offend!” Our comfort was sought after, with “love” in mind! We were taught to be “considerate and kind!” We sang a few songs, and raised a few hands… And got up and down, all through the stands! A pastor spoke a message, he wanted to be taught. A “feel good” message is what he sought! How many “feel good” messages do we need? In what direction does this church want to lead? Is it one that doesn’t have a fear of God, from within? Is this a place where one can find freedom from sin??? We need more than a Sunday lesson, to change this nation! We need God’s power! With Holy Ghost conviction! We need pastors that are on fire, with a passion and zeal! And the believe that Christ’ coming is very real! May there be a new focus, of Christ’ death on the cross! And much more emphasis on reaching the lost! Going to church On Sunday, doesn’t mean a thing… If living 100 percent for Jesus, doesn’t mean anything! May your church on Sunday be stirred from above! And be filled with God’s power, his holiness and love!!! By Jim Pemberton


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We Welcome the Sun

We welcome the sun
We welcome the sun 

A gleaming sunrise is seen in the distance – shedding relief 
Bursting forth like fireworks in the dark blue sky 
Hues of beauty and sincerity washes away our grief
The cheery clouds come together like lovers embracing one another

I’m never waving goodbye
   
It’s so surreal… and magnificent to see this scene unfold
You lift up the sparkling light… you’re an angel from up above
It’s so vibrant – the illuminated sight never dulled 
You bring us luck and excitement – 

You’re as pleasant as a dove 

We welcome the sun
We welcome the love
We welcome the sun
We welcome the sun 
To omit the darkness 
To abolish the distress
To conceal the darkness
And reveal the halo
Hovering around your head
Burning away the dread 
We welcome the sun
We welcome the sun 
We welcome the sun

An ocean of love is rubbing against my feet
Blankets of comfort embrace me now… our love will never dry
You treat us with reverence and I repeat – 
You’re as pleasant as a dove – taking wing from on high 
We welcome the sun in the morning 
We welcome the sun with open arms
We welcome the sun 
We welcome the sun
We welcome the sun 
We welcome the sun 

A speedy breeze is whistling in my ears
Spiraling mad like a spinning top
Spiraling mad with all of its might 
You’re very intriguing – you casted away our fears 
Your gorgeous eyes
Project bright green and blue
You’re special in His sight 
He welcomes you
We welcome the hope 
We welcome the sun
We welcome the sun
We welcome the sun 
To lighten up your load 
And lead you to the mercy road
Where you and I will escape to paradise
To drive out all of the negativity
To conceal the wretched farewells
To reveal the light in goodbye 

We welcome the sun
We welcome the sun
We welcome you
With open arms 


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The Talent God Gave To Me


God gave me talents and abilities to use! The love he blessed me with. I wouldn’t refuse! I wanted to use what was given. I really did! I had no idea this would change how I live! I spoke to the Lord with a heart felt confession. Using my God given talent was my obsession! People from church listened. It didn’t seem to matter. There was too much “business”, “gossip” and “chatter” I talked to the pastor about the desire I had on my heart. I could tell he didn’t care… Right from the start! In my efforts to serve God, I most certainly tried. There were many nights I laid awake and cried! In my efforts to use God’s talents, I often felt alone. I didn’t want to go anywhere. I stayed at home. I wanted to give to others, the love God gave to me! But I was alone now… It was so plain to see! The many from church that I thought were my “friend.” Would often criticize me again and again! They told me that I wasn’t good at what I wanted to do. “How could God use somebody like you???” God picked me up when I felt very discouraged and down… He filled me with his spirit. His presence was all around! He took my futile efforts to use me any way he could. Everything I was going through... He understood!. I’ve been able to share his mercy and love that he’s given! His power and grace have changed how I’m livin’! I don’t need others “permission” for the talents I received. His will in my life is what I aim to achieve! His word and love have blessed me within! I’ll do anything for my savior and friend! By Jim Pemberton


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Ebola

Ebola

August in twenty fourteen
A sign of death upon the screen
West Africa - Liberia, 
Sierra Leone - now Nigeria

A swathe of death - a swift nasty one
Sweeps through these lands killing one by one
Who knows where this invisible curse
Will strike or if it will get worse

(EVD) - Ebola virus disease 
Ravaged through these 4 countries
And soon it spread and people died
Like flies in houses and at the roadside

Alerts are bounding around the world
As the death count starts to unfurl
These modern times - digital age
Everyone can see the news presage

Up to date. NOW we see
Morbidly watching the catastrophe
As countries declare States of Emergency
Life goes on for millions and me

Before I even set out for Nigeria
There were stories of this Ebola
“Another black death, the modern plague,”
Mentioned in words without being vague

Before we all roll over or throw up our hands
Crying “God’s wrath threatens our lands”
Remember this thing’s been around before
In ’76 it first came to the fore
 
What it is and what the end result
Is for us all to prevent tumult  
Personal cleanliness, care, hygiene 
Can kill this silent killer unseen

We cannot encase ourselves in glass
Or stop walking in cities or on fields of grass
Life must go on - these things be fought
And not roll over and let it take its course.

So yes, we should all be alarmed
But let ourselves be duly armed
Observe and listen to what should be done
And we can stay safe – almost everyone.


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Happiness in a Wrong way

Happiness in a Wrong way – Zamreen Zarook

In the notion of seeking happiness,
I thought of stepping in to nonsense,
I dream I could find success,
But I had only little access.

Every attempt that I lend,
It was an utter failure at the end,
My life was full of difficult bend,
But God is always there as a good friend.

My deeds travel in various ways,
Some times in subways,
Or in times it goes in highways,
But I had the belief, God is there always.

North and south families surrounded,
East and west friends are rounded,
Every time fear on death soughed,
I am trapped, and my merits are loaded.


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God Will Take Care Of You

 
God Will Take Care Of You! Whatever struggles or trials you’re going through. God has already promised to take care of you! Whatever situation you’re in... Maybe there’s “no way out.” God remains faithful! This is what he’s all about! Perhaps it seems like all you’ve tried has failed you! God is here right now! His works surround you! The situations in life that you may face you… God is there! He is powerful and he loves you! Won’t you invite him in, to take control? And allow his peace and joy to fill your soul? Everything that you need! He has provided! His desire to help you, has already been decided! You can trust him to take care of your problems! Whatever they are… He can solve them! God’s word remains solid and is a true foundation! His words speak peace to any difficult situation! The awesomeness of God rings loud and clear! He’s here to help! He’s always near! He’s someone you can give your trust and believe in! His blessings in your life... You can receive them! He’s here right now … Won’t you call on his name? With him in your life… Things will never be the same! He’ll bring sweet peace and joy deep within. He will always be the one you can truly depend! All praise, glory and honor to God above.! Please touch us with your mercy, grace and love! By Jim Pemberton


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We Need God Back Into Our Schools

We Need God Back Into Our Schools!

There are some trying to remove God from this nation!
They do is under; “a church and state separation.”

For many years,  God was taught in our schools!
Until the Supreme Court took it away, with it’s rules!

As so many young people look to fill life’s “void.”
They try many things that they think they’ll enjoy!

Rather than having God’s word to obey and live by.
They choose the kind of life that they will die by!

Drugs, sex and violence of many perverted kinds.
Are what is now filling so many young people’s minds!

Read the headlines!  Many young people are stressed out!
Yet our government can’t seem to figure it out!

Another shooting…  Another act of violence appears!
While any kind of answer seems to have disappeared!

The answer is not more money to solve their problem!
No matter how much the government tries to solve them!

Let me give you answer.  It’s called “read the Bible 101!”
It’s time to repent to God the father, the spirit and the son!

Our young people need God brought back into their life!
And allow him to heal their brokenness and strife!

Jesus Christ is the solution for which many are asking!
Only he can give anyone a life that’s everlasting!

Please come Lord Jesus!  And heal the wounded hearts!
It’s everyone one of us, that it needs to start!

No court or school can separate God’s love for you and me!
Where will you spend your eternity?

By Jim Pemberton   10/24/13


Details | Senryu | |

Acquit Big Foot!

Leave Bigfoot alone
He didn’t squash your tomatoes
—It was swine flu!


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Home of the Slaves

Land of the free
Home of the slaves
The blood, sweat and tears of my ancestors resonate
Amongst the soil where they were slain
I’m hearing their struggle
I’m feeling their pain
I can’t imagine being forced to part from my family
All for massa’s gain
So I pay homage to those who promoted change

People like every slave who tried to escape
Nat Turner, Ms Carlotta, Harriet Tubman
And the safe houses who were in accord
And peg leg Joe with his song
Follow the drinking gourd.

People like, the disregarded - those thrown overboard
And who was dismissed and defamed
The ones who were stripped of their soul, their pride, their names

The list could go on  
The full will never be told
So I pay homage to others who were bold
Like John Brown, The Freedom Riders, Sojourner Truth
Ida B Wells, Phyllis Wheatley, Maya Angelou, 
Langston Hughes and Charles Drew

George Washington Carver, Ruby Bridges
Booker T Washington and Mary McCleod Bethune
Charles Houston, Ralph Bunche, Fredrick Douglass
WEB Dubois, Paul Robeson, Ralph Abernathy
Benjamin Banneker, Marcus Garvey and Crispus Attucks
Who’s death by the way
Symbolized the American lie
You cant declare the rights of all men
While the people of African decent rights get denied
But still we rise

Thanks to Dr Martin Luther King, Malcolm X, 
The Black Panthers, the Buffalo Soldiers and Tuskegee Airmen
None who were showed any love
Yeah it’s an uphill battle, 
But obviously greatness can be done.

We can rise above this stigma 
That blacks are lazy and daunting
That our worth is null and void 
And in essence minus nothing
And of all the names mentioned 
And the greatness of their successes
No one has been able to erase the evil transgressions of a racist mind
And once you have experienced just a taste of it
It changes your perception of time
The oppression beats like the drum on the chariot
Of when it was finally time to escape to freedom
It's mine


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Our Country's Soul Is Being Torn Apart


Our Country’s Soul Is Being “Torn Apart”

The very soul of America is being “torn apart.”
It’s a problem that’s striking at our very heart.

There’s a “blowing wind.”  A “time for change.”
As the country’s moral fabric is being “rearranged.”

As many question what the true meaning of life is for…
Many don’t seem to know what’s wrong or right anymore!

As so much pornography is allowed into our homes…
The moral decay is “eating” right at “the bones.”

Many have a hard time “defining what marriage is.”
So many are really “messed up” in how they live!

The news seems to be “fascinated” by man’s depravity…
Leaving a huge vacuum of a monstrous “moral cavity.”

Many who attend church want what’s
 “soothing to their ears.”
A God of holiness and righteousness
 is what they “fear!”

As we look around as to what our society is becoming…
God’s judgement is soon!  It is surely coming!

We must come back and leave all of our “false idols!”
We must come back to the God of the Bible!

Jesus must be our cord of love the forever binds!
It’s only in him can we find true love for our minds!

It’s only in Jesus that we can find a purpose and meaning!
It’s only in him that we need to put our
 trust and start believing!

He is and always will be the right choice to be taken…
Without him, our country’s is “doomed and forsaken.”

He brings healing and righteousness
“beneath his wings…
He is what we truly need!  
He is our EVERYTHING!

By Jim Pemberton


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Black and White

You’ve maddened me to the core 
You singed me with your ferocious fire
We’re opposites… we’ll never integrate  
We can’t blend with each other…
Your love and I’m hate 
We’re contrary to each other…

So don’t even think about 
Getting us back together 
Because without a doubt, 
We don’t click with each other…

So let us go our own way…

Everything’s black and white
You love to torture me with your deceptive devices 
We’re playing this chess match – let’s fight!
Tonight, you’re going to pay the prices
You’re going to be deleted from my mind…

I’m not the one that should pay the price
You act as if you’re an angel from heaven
But, you’re a fiend…a devil from hell...who needs your advice?
Could someone unchain me from this prison?

So let us prepare for that day…

Fear and bewilderment build inside of our minds
Taking over us…we’re wasting valuable time
Terror and wrath injects into our veins…time starts to unwind 
I’m regaining my glory…this moment feels so sublime  

You think you’re innocent?
I can sense your guilt…bleeding through you
Do you live to feed me anguish? 
Don’t deny it…you crafty demon…no wonder I feel blue

Let’s get ready for battle…
I’ll watch you decay…
IT’S PAY BACK TIME . . .
Taste my fury and my agony 

Everything’s black and white
You love to torture me with your deceptive devices 
We’re playing this chess match – let’s fight!
Tonight, you’re going to pay the prices
You’re going to be defeated…

I scream before nightfall
I close my eyes to kiss my demise
I want to disappear 
Scratch away my desolation
Wipe away my tears…
Spewing out of my eyes…like a waterfall
Tonight, there will be dismay
There will be suffering 
After sundown…
Failure and glory will expose like stars in the midnight sky
Who will earn the crown? 
No one knows in silent wars – who can reveal the light in goodbye
  
Why are we black and white?
Are you too afraid to know the reason why? 

Everything’s black and white
You love to torture me with your deceptive devices 
We’re playing this chess match – let’s fight!
Tonight, you’re going to pay the prices
You’re going to suffer alone…


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

Our Invincible Defeat

The inner and the outer,
Are dissolving fast in space.
The ominous clouds of thunder,
Are covering your face.

The meek the mild and innocent,
Are trampled under feet,
As we go one marching blindly,
To our invincible defeat.

No more calling softly,
No more calling you,
We've lost our hope and loving,
What once we thought was true.

And now the choice is coming,
Riding on a wave,
To be a free man dying,
Or be a mad man's slave.

And now the drums are drumming,
Drumming down the line,
Will you be marching forwards?
Will you be deaf and blind?

Will the light of sacred meaning?
Shine from bottom of your heart?
As the soldiers go on marching,
Tearing our humanity apart.

more at http://labyrinthoflies.com


Details | Tanka | |

Sweet Sanctuary

Come asylum's breath,
gossamer wings touch mine brow ~
Grant me refuge please;
then may my soul find comfort.
In your peace, my heart shall rest...


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The Pencil Sharpener

I, the sleeper and dreamer
Wish for your end
Is it wrong, blasphemer?
Should I break, should you bend?

I sharpen your demise on a pencil sharpener
Peeling you away….reaching your core of lead
Should I break or should you bend?
Or can’t I just wish for my end?

There’s knives protruding from your eyes
The eyes I know are dead
The blasphemer you are will reveal where your body lies
Beneath your core of lead

I found you among the disposables
Wishing for my end
I blasphemed you and you just gave back
My pencils burning with lead

I screamed as you pierced through me
I felt it in my soul!
But I’m to blame for this masterpiece
I sharpened you with gold!

The shavings fall upon the ground
And still this dream moves on
Pierced, I fall without a sound
Until the break of dawn

I, the sleeper and dreamer 
Am still pierced to this day
So I hand the pencil sharpener to you
And pray you’ll be with me 


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The Bully Part 1

The Bully

27 Years ago, you showed me the door,
Because I wouldn’t do what you wanted anymore.
That day was the worst of my life,
I wanted to die, to escape the strife.
All I needed was a simple letter,
To give me a chance to get better.
Now when I look back and see, you certainly did
 me a favour that day.
In 1986 Thursday the first of May.
From then on people listened to what I had to say,
Doctors and Nurses went out or their way,
I got the treatment I needed at last,
Bit by bit they went over the past.
One whole year is all it took,
A lot of hard work, a little luck.
To this very day I have never been back,
26 whole years and that’s a fact.
The last few years have been the best of my life,
Truly content being a Mother and Wife.
And Nanny as well,
Must not let my head swell,
A collection of poems all written by me..
My story in 7 magazines for the whole world to see.
A whole new extension to the house designed by me.
Also having to cope with the death of my mother,
Then four months later the death of my mother’s sister,
God not another.
Having my kitchen demolished completely,
did put me in a fix.
But being so well, even that couldn’t knock me for six.
So remember the next time someone begs you for a letter,
At least give THEM, the chance to get better.
For as long as I live I will never for get that terrible day,
Thursday 1986 the first of May,
The day that you showed me the door,
Just because I wouldn’t do what you wanted anymore.
They say that time heals all pain,

I’m lucky I’ve learnt to live again.







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With This New Day

I have lived, 
And felt the cost, 
Paid my dues, 
But I have lost_ You. 


 Still I pray, 
As chaos looms, 
And as my blue turns into grey, 
I hear__ 
The angels sing- In tune. 

 Don't be giving in, 
Don't give up my son, 
Or fade away, 
Lift your chin with the sun__ And rise, 
With this new day!. 

 I have lived, 
And felt the cost of all my wonderin ways, 
I've paid my dues, 
I - Have lost you. 


 I can hear the angels sing, 
Your in a mistaken land__ Lessons learned in truth, 
As the grey seeks out the blue, 
She will__ Your daughter my son--- 
She will return--- To You.

For I have lived, 
Felt the cost of all my walkin days, 
I've paid my dues, 
I- Lost you....


I wont be giving in, 
Won't give up my girl, 
Or fade away, 
I'll lift my chin with the sun--- 
And RISE-- 
With this new day...


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Dream Reflections

Dream Reflections

So drained,
I feel like a trained monkey
Who is paid to dance

I can't wait for 
The chance to sleep 
If it doesn't 
Happen soon
Grim reaper might come
Knocking at my door
When I fall asleep
 Driving home

I shall visit the moors of 
Ancient fairies and 
Hills of enchantment,
Once my curly head lands 
On my feather pillow

I might dream of lazy days
Laying under a weeping willow tree
After taking a long dip in a cool 
Stream on a hot summer day

Who knows where my 
Subconscious might take me,
Good thing my 
Admission will be free,
Because I don't have a 
Penny on me currently

Time is ticking so swiftly
 These trying days,
I must say goodbye,
Before I drift off to 
Dreamland too suddenly

Goodnight


Details | Rhyme | |

4:20, Four- Twenty, The Earth Day Birthday

Contractual agreements with publisher caused DELETION


Details | Carpe Diem | |

Face Of Night

When night face appears:

  Hades erupts with the 
hammer of death,stiring 
the waters.
Lemures dashing forth 
and back preying on 
wandering souls-tell-tale 
odor pervading the 
atmosphere.
Resistance is like chasing 
shadows.
Shackles of bondage 
looming,even the blue-
blooded under chains 
and fetters.
   Howling winds 
harmonize with howls of 
night marmosets- 
creatures of doom.
Splattered blood spread 
like cancer: a norm of the 
day.
Mountains of carcasses 
caressing the sky.
  The world becomes 
scene of blood bath,
carnages mounting, 
screams perforating the 
atmosphere.
   Long ago,a human 
phoenix lived and died-lo 
he lives!
(Carpe diem)! He offers 
hands of goodwill with 
beaming smiles.


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The Message

I'm not the greatest of all-times, but when I'm done, I'll be an all time great in this lifetime of mine Like the late great who came before my time I will breed a new lifeline, that will breathe life like march of dimes My story lines, will bring truth life; like troops who fight Overseas, for rights of those who believe that death is life Now that ain't right! As the rich is getting richer, eating fillet me-non, while we barely feeding our appetite Night after night Survival has waged a war that gave us no choice but to battle and fight Although, we'll be all right They say we a dying breed, but that ain't right Instead we're the light to a lying greed That will enlighten life to a brand new seed A man of God indeed Freed from the Son that bleeds Like the summer breeze He's the sum that equals the amount of air I breathe The air that please A satisfaction like the birds and the bees My word's words are the keys That will fornicate with the mind and give birth to a seed A seed of social change, that'll change our social economy So shall our comradery That will bring comfort to a struggling society A synonym...similar to a civilization seeking for unity Unifying the physics of theory That seeks to explain the synopsis of a dying philosophy Similar to the Cosby X-cept my scrip-tic will speak more about our reality Like life's calamity And everything else in life that's destroying us systematically However, I've discovered a system That can mathematically destroy ignorancy And turn our state of mind intellectually I elect that He (God) selects me to be And be that man who may lead this community So that they (My Peoples) may commute with me En-route to a destination, destine towards our destiny Like we were destine to be We were meant to be "Great" like the late great that came before we. Because we are... The reflection where perfection gave birth to the definition of greatness Where great means Competent, Skilled, Well Informed, and Tremendous Our potentials are endless And only we not even the enemy can put an end to this So it's time we put a stop to this The biggest enemy of self And that's envy and jelousness Cause after this is Heaven or Hell and that's all there is A promised made sealed with a kiss Knowing this Is the next best thing since "In the beginning" In the first chapter of the first verse in Genesis!


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Jesus I Welcome You As My Guest


Jesus,…  I welcome you as my “invited guest.”
Things inside me have been “a big mess!”

I ask you to come in and take 
complete control.
May you be the lord of my body,
 mind and soul!

May you be the focal of my 
thoughts and attention!
I need your words for
 inspiration and direction!

I need our comfort when I feel 
discomfort and pain...
I’m so glad you’re here!  
And am glad you came!

You are and will always be the God for me!
You’ve broken my chains! Now I am free!

I thank and bless you for all that will do…
You were there when I had no one else to turn to!

Thanks again for accepting my invitation.
You’ve cleansed my life! 
 I’m a “new creation!”

You’ve given me your peace and joy throughout!
Living for YOU is what 
life is all about!

You’ve given me your love 
and joy throughout!
Living for YOU is what 
 life is all about!

By Jim Pemberton     03/09/12


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Are You Happy With the Life You Have


Are You Happy With the Life You Have?

Are you truly happy with the life you have?
Or have you been discouraged and sad?

Have the things in life brought you contentment?
Or are you one who’s often filled with resentment?

The feelings you have, and the ambitions inside…
Is there some trouble that you’re trying to hide?

Everything you have…  God has given to you!
His promises are true! 
And he’ll never fail you!

The happiness you may be seeking,
 you can find in him!
You can find peace,
 hope and satisfaction within!

Christ can bring a healing that you won’t find!
Won’t you give him a chance? 
 While there’s still time?

What profits a man if he gains the world,
 or loses his soul?
Jesus loves you so much!
  More than you’ll ever know!

The opportunity is here, for you to take!
Won’t you give God a chance?  For heaven’s sake?

By Jim Pemberton    10/14/13


Details | Free verse | |

Glisten in the Moonlight

Your glorious emerald eyes 
Glisten in the moonlight 
Glisten in the moonlight 
Delight dances in the water
I watch it joyfully
You are set free from the cage...
You're like a dove soaring in the sky
You are the rain...
drizzling down in ecstasy 
A hint of ecstasy is shown in your reflection...
When you caress me... I'm relieved... 
From the stress that forced me in chains
I knew we'd be on the brighter side of tomorrow 
We're glistening in the moonlight 
I knew we'd become candles in the heavens above us
We're glistening in the moonlight
For a moment, I felt your presence...your radiant with sympathy 
I saw at first glance the dark side of you
Tonight, we'll be together and fly through the horizon 
We'll watch the sunset say its last goodbye...
We'll wave a greeting at the moon! 
We glisten in the moonlight...
What if I was as handsome as the lion...
Roaring with pride and pure courage
What if we were glistening in the moonlight?
Would it bring health to our bones tonight?
Would it make our heart rejoice and overflow with delight?
Would we be able to survive this horrifying plight?
Would we be shimmering like a candlelight?
We're glistening in the moonlight... (6)
Ohh...yeah...ooh yeah...ooh yeahh...
We reach to the stars and hope we can trace a shooting star
I feel the coolness run down my fingers...
We're glistening in the moonlight
You're the dandelions in the fields
You're the gorgeous view that I marvel at everyday
When you kiss me, I live my dreams
We glisten in the moonlight
In a quick moment, I sense a feeling of endless renewal 
I roam inside of your illuminating maze 
Glow on... sunshine... 
Glow on...sunshine...
Glisten in the moonlight...
Listen to the truth and rub it in
You are ravishing like the sunset
But you're ascending while I'm descending
I feel extremely guilty
I wish I could glisten with you in the moonlight
You're glistening in the moonlight (6) 
Ohhh yeahh... oohhh yeahh... ohh yeahh
You're glistening in the moonlight (4)
We go our own way
I wish we can glisten like the moon
Glisten like the sun 
There's a dream concealed inside of me...
Reveal your light and pour it upon me
You glisten in the appealing moonlight
While I'm subsiding... you're fulfilling your dreams
Of gliding across the horizon 
You're independence... keeps on scorching with satisfaction
While I'm below you... 
Your emerald green eyes
Stared me down like a hawk...
Your emerald eyes
Gaze down at me genuinely...
I wish we could flee together in reality...
That could be a possibility
To glisten in the moonlight in glee
We were glistening in the moonlight (3)
But that was only a dream...
I'll pray that it turns into a reality
We were glistening in the moonlight 
Now, I've misplaced my delight...
Will I ever experience such a brilliant night?


Details | Rhyme | |

Mercy Rewrote My LIfe


Mercy Rewrote My Life!

My life was rewritten by God’s mercy divine!
He took away my sins and cleansed my mind!

I was totally changed by his awesome power!
His word is renewing me each day and hour!

He reached out and touched me, 
when no one else could!
All of my burdens and problems...  
He understood!

He strengthens my body with his
 love and healing!
I wake up each day with a 
“brand new feeling!”

I thank the lord for everything he’s given!
I’m a new person and my sins are forgiven!

My life is rewritten.  The past is washed clean!
Christ is my righteousness! 
 My everything!

I’m so grateful for him and all that he’s done!
All glory and honor to God’s precious son!

The joy he’s given.  I’ll no longer hide!
Because of God’s mercy..  
I’m on the winning side!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Narrative | |

Waves of Change

Waves of Change Changes in life descriptionalized In comparison to waves of the ocean Our bodies are made mostly of water A body of water with flowing emotions Now an ocean will flow peacefully Until there is a bit of turbulence Disrupting from a smooth flow With the up and down currents As we walk onto a new path A different kind of feeling steps in New ventures can be scary in thought Of what is left behind when we begin An air of difference can bring on a spin To a funnel effect as does a water spout Sometimes when in the spin motion cycle We are shaded by clouds and cannot see out When actually caught within the spin We do not see the change is there Our sense of direction is lost We become totally unaware If you are the one caught Within that fast paced spin You will not be able to see The shape you are really in That’s the time we need someone To give us a tap on the shoulder It’s not a matter of who knows more Or which one of the other is older You’ll need a friend like Dory was Saying to just keep swimming the sea To never give up your hopes and dreams As changes in life really just happen to be Florence McMillian (Flo)


Details | Ballad | |

Antigone

I am the face of misery
My life, a dissonance of autumn and spring,
The years are written in the same
Lugubrious, nostalgic grey
How can it be the author to blame?
I cannot scream this all away…
Burn nor Bleed this all away…
To Death I am Ordained

Lacuna ever growing
With Velvet sheets of life flowing
Aeons apart of my "royalty"
Under the mask the cannot see...
Can you dispel this tragedy:
Antigone - Epiphany failing

If it must be…
Then just kill me,
(Antigone) sing me out of reality;
I wear this dissonant crown of shame
(Antigone) Of a kingdom's disdain
I hate to be this way... normalcy's bane
(Antigone) Here comes the edict, to blame
The sordid child of Thebes,
This is me,
Antigone

No words of hope
No words of hate
Do I have Lenore to send to me:
The sordid child of Thebes
Caught In the longest nightmare
life - the slowest way to die

I know this is my life 
But I'm not under control
under the mask the will see
Just Another Human

If it must be…
Then just kill me,
(Antigone) sing me out of reality;
I wear this dissonant crown of shame
(Antigone) Of a kingdom's disdain
I hate to be this way... normalcy's bane
(Antigone) Here comes the edict, to blame
The sordid child of Thebes,
This is me,
Antigone

If it must be…
Then just kill me,
(Antigone) sing me out of reality;
I wear this dissonant crown of shame
(Antigone) Of a kingdom's disdain
I hate to be this way... normalcy's bane
(Antigone) Here comes the edict, to blame
The sordid child of Thebes,
This is me,
Antigone

Can you dispel my life; this tragedy?
Can you control the storm in my mind?
I'm asking you: can you rid me
Of The Curse of Antigone?


Details | Narrative | |

My Story Telling Can You Trust Me

Gun fire all around, bombs going off in the distance
It was some of the angry mobs and resistance
Father was the king of SafeHaven a small kingdom
Like all other kingdoms it fell in random
Fire started in the castle
And along with it came a battle

It was a distance memory now because the child has now grew
Many things in this child that made memories stew
My name is Mastrey, a young orphan who was there that night
Mastrey saw her in the distance and her father and mother in his sight
Everyone was loud that night and made all the children hide
But that evening Mastrey saw her mother and father die

She ran into the bushes in such a fright
And evil doers were running around with flashlights
Mastrey remember it as he distracted them 
Her eyes was so confused with problems
Mastrey new that it was because of what just occurred
His feelings of what those people did was not awkward

The distraction worked, he went back to were she was
Hiding and very scared she was, he asked her, can you trust me just because?
Her answer that night depended on her lively hood
As Mastrey was their with his hand reaching out to her as he stood
Pulling her up from the ground he looked into her eyes that were SeaBlue
Mastrey had made a life long friend and love, She knew it was true

Next: My Story Telling,  Who is this Princess


Details | Sonnet | |

Sunken Tears

                                   He stood bravely before me 
                           with a medal of honor in his right hand
                        and a bandage of agony around his left knee
                           It seemed like he had struggled to stand,
                             his crutches lay useless on the ground
                                 I found it hard to understand why,
                                 a soldier in pain didn't even frown
                                      With a voice firm but dry
                                 his words shook me like thunder
                                "You're now the man of this house"
                                 he uttered like a worn-out hunter
                            quivering up my legs like a terrified mouse
                                 Drowning my mind through cold ears
                        he passed his sincere respect and sunken tears


Details | Acrostic | |

T H E S E C R E T

Though I did not want anyone to know

Helping people is what I try to do so I can grow

Even when it is tough I realize I help people not for show


Self involvement is a must a way to make things make sense

Eager to do things I become sometimes dense

Caring about the things I love is what really can help my choice

Revealing my secret to you I will keep my poise

Even when the time comes I will not be spoiled because of my heart

The secret to doing things is make it a great memory so it will not part


Details | Rhyme | |

God Gave Me A Talent I Didn't Use It

God Gave Me A Talent…  I Didn’t Use It!

God gave me a talent, but I chose to refuse it.
I had it…  But didn’t want to use it!

God also gave me the ability to use what was given.
But it just “didn’t fit in” with my style of livin’!

The talent he gave, he wanted for me to share...
Although I went to church…  I just didn’t care!

I was like someone who “buried the talent in the ground.”
When God came looking…  I was nowhere to be found.

I was embarrassed of what he gave and ashamed.
I didn’t want to talk about Jesus, 
or mention his name…

I wanted to be careful of who was my friend.
If I were to use God’s talent, I may easily “offend.”

We all have talents. God’s given them to each one.
He’s given to us his spirit and Christ Jesus his son!

All that we need to accomplish his purpose and goal…
He wants to use us!  He loves us more than we know!

Will you “bury” the talents that God’s given to you?
Or will you just “turn your back” like others do?

He has a divine will for us all.  A purpose and plan!
He waits for you… With an outstretched hand!

Won’t you allow him to use you HIS way?
Please do it now!  Listen to what HE has to say!

HIS blessings in your life is for you to receive!
Reach out to him now! Trust and believe.!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Lyric | |

The Night Walk.

                                                                                   **A WINNING POEM**


That night, my heart pleaded i should
Wait over and pass the night at grand pa's 
Old inn.
Enormous was my concern to reach home 
And see Constance La France.... the rambling poet.
About "create your own form, may be?"
I embraced the night and darkness mingled 
With my eyes;

Yonder are night workers,
Here and there they wander,
Seaching for who to plunder,
Oh! what a mighty wonder.
Look at that  supermarket,
And a man with a mask,
Gun and matchet,
He most be a burglar,
Oh! i must be undercover,
Or else i step into danger,
For the night is in dark anger.

"Ahh! ahhh!! ahhhh!!!" the cry of a victim,
Something must have wrought a cry,
Who will be the rescue?
For me, this night walk must linger.
Look at the police, having me as an 
Accomplice, they need my identity and money,
Yet yonder is the victim crying....

Look over there! drug users
Assembling in dark corners,
Swaying like feathers,
In the midst of their daily rituals,
That is never beneficial,
Oh! blind earth leading to an open death.
Group upon groups, stationed in their post,
Looking so malicious, looking so vicious, 
Brandishing weapons, ready for the slaughter,
Gun shoots clatter as a group fight starter.
Charles melody has seen wonder
And endless palaver.

Knives mingled with flesh, blood and bone,
Men eager and bold,
Heads bounce like ball,
Suddenly, calmness......
Gba! gba!! gba!!! another trigger's verdict?
Lord when will these pass over?
For i am likening to salt in water,
Never to calm and ponder,
The night walk seemed not to be over. 

For the night is in dark anger....


BY CHARLES MELODY (Lightening Ink)                  **14TH PLACE IN
 CONSTANCE LA FRANCE CONTEST,
 WITH THE THEME; "DEEP, DARK AND DRAMATIC".
===============================
The form of this poem is called,"stream of consciousness." 
i formed it so because the thought kept coming
 like a stream or river of consciousness in my mind,
i was conscious of the dangers i knew, especially in my Little
African village and the war that covered it.
For "Constance La France, the Rambling poet's contest.


Details | Narrative | |

Divinity

Finally..Mr.Whitman, I understand as my journey is symbolic to yours; but, through my poverty-strickened doors. Fighting your human instincts... while learning your internal glow within. Frightening, enlightening, inviting his omnipresence in and as your reward he transforms you into him. Breathing your FIRST breath again. Loving life from the core of the earth to the pull of the moon. Stuck in the middle yet understanding all of the connectivity; because I'm living in a state of Divinity.


Details | Free verse | |

My Future Generation

I can act insane
But DO NOT 
Make me feel worthless

I belong in God’s family
He will bless my future generation

Don’t punish me for
Being myself –
Don’t envy my glee 

I can act like an
Adult, but I’d 
Prefer to have joy…

Not stress…
That piles upon us in our 
Everyday lives

Being childlike is

A rare beauty – 

No one prizes it…

No one came across it…

In this lifetime…

I can laugh all day
I can make you smile
If you’d accept my 
Childlike dreams of mine
Don’t treat me like a sick swine

Renew my young heart
Give me the ability 
To kill the old man…

I have my place in God’s family
He’ll be adored and glorified 
We’ll exchange prayers and hugs  
By my future generation

I beg of you – 
Don’t kill my childlike mentality
I’ll behave myself…
I’m positively sure that I’ll make you happy

I’ll still have pieces of a child in me

And pass it on to my future generation…


Details | Rhyme | |

We Need To Honor Our Parents

May We Honor Our Parents…

I know of many parents who tried their best to raise their kids.
Many of their hearts cry because of how their children live.

There’s many who’ve tried to teach their children God’s holy ways.
What was taught, seems to be lost…  In a matter of days.

Many parent’s pray for their children’s lives.
Many of their children choosing to live a life of “lies.”

Scripture says to honor our parents, 
that our days may be long.
But any kind of honor to them…, 
Many feel doesn’t belong!

The advice and warnings from parents 
seem to be ignored.
Many of their children say they’re 
“too old fashioned and bored.”

There’s a message for the young people that needs to be clear!
You need to honor your parents! 
 One day they shall “disappear!”

God gave us the parents we have, 
whether we accept this or not.
We need to think about the things that our parents taught!

May we seek to live lives that will bring honor and grace.
In our hearts, may we keep our parents in a “special place!”

May we share from our hearts, the love our lord has given!
May we share his love while
 our parents are still livin’!

The love we can give our parents is a treasure untold!
The gift of having parents is more precious than gold!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Rhyme | |

For All Of My Sin Guilt And Shame

For All Of My Sin, Guilt And Shame… The sins I’ve committed… There are so many. Is there any hope for me. Is there ANY? The things I’ve done have caused me much shame. I’m often embarrassed when others call my name. My past failures and mistakes. They abound! And have a tendency to “pull me down.” I’ve often felt “unlovable” with a discouraged mind. It seems like my life, “is racing against time.” I was told that Jesus loves me and can make me whole. How could someone like this love me? I’ll never know. How could a God who’s so merciful and lovable. Find anything inside of me… That’s “valuable?” I’ve read in hi word, that he purchased my life with his. An abundant and eternal life… He freely gives! Dear Jesus. I ask you to come into my life and wash it clean. I ask you to be my Lord. My righteousness. My everything! For all of my failures, mistakes and every sin. I long for your presence and peace within! Only YOU can restore my life through your gift of salvation. I give you my heart. And an opened invitation! Thank you Lord! For the work that you’re going to do. I want you to know how much I love and appreciate YOU! By Jim Pemberton 09/21/11


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

Angels With One Wing

 Angels with one wing.
 Angels with one wing,
 we are all Angels only with one wing.
 Hold my hand.
 Hold my hand,
 so we can fly.
 Lets fly.
 Push me away.
 Push me away,
 please don't push me away.
 Fore if we are in the sky,
 we will surely die.
 Or, if we stand on ground,
 we just push ourselves in circles.
 Come back to me.
 Come back to me,
 lets fly.
 Lets fly.
 Angels with one wing.


Details | Rhyme | |

Blank Page

Too long have I been staring at this cruel blank page before me, My crazed, hysteric mind screaming and imploring I know there is a message that's dying to come out— I need to fill this confounded page without the slightest doubt! It's a simple predicament to manipulate, Into a mass of thought A futile attempt to insinuate, Weak hints are left with naught I sit here in silent desperation, What can fill this page? I slap myself in indignation, My eagerness becoming rage! Like roaches sporadically running from light My thoughts are but a haze The words I write just don't seem right, On this cruel blank page!


Details | Rhyme | |

Overcoming Evil with Goodness

Overcoming Evil With Good...

"Do not be overcome by evil, 
 but overcome evil with good."
This verse from scripture
 is often misunderstood.

Many tend to "get back" at someone 
who's "wronged them."
Whether it be from a stranger... or even a friend.

You cannot fight evil with evil--
this isn't God's plan!
His concept of love and mercy-- you
 need to understand.

Remember  the words Jesus said in the beatitudes.
Perhaps this can stop any 
"revengeful attitudes."

You were called to be holy--
with Godliness in mind.
To be filled with his mercy... 
being gentle and kind.

Rise above whatever evil 
may come your way/
Overcome by doing this with 
God's goodness... today!

Allow the cross of Christ to be
 lifted up in your life.
Allow his spirit to remove all malice,
 bitterness and strife.

A compassionate and loving person 
in you... others will see!
What you do today--will impact your eternity!

An overcomer of evil is often
 difficult to do.
Obey and trust God--
He will see you through!

By Jim Pemberton 
Rom. 12:21


Details | Rhyme | |

Morals Morality and Ethical Direction


Morals, Morality and Ethical Direction… We often hear of morals, morality and ethical direction. What they mean, I suppose, is “one’s discretion.” Very seldom, is anything from the Bible being heard. Why obey God’s commandments? Why, that’s absurd! Many claim, that as adults, just about anything is “o.k.” As long as you don’t do what they do, but what they say! Many are “bombarded” with sexual type of temptations… Often leading many to get into perverse addictions! We set up boards of people to try to be “ethically clean.” When it comes down to it… What does this really mean? Can a person be totally immoral, but 100% ethical?’ Does this, in some way, seem kind of “heretical?” Why believe in God? He’s been ruled “unconstitutional.” While many listen to the news, which is often “delusional!” We hear of perversions, that are often “glorified.” Do we hear of those wanting to be Godly sanctified? If you’re confused, and need some kind of spiritual guide! Look to God’s word! He has nothing to hide! The kind of morality and ethics that you’ll ever need… Can be found in the Bible! Open it and read! Why not read from Genesis through Revelation? We can all find what we need! Across our nation! God and his word give us a true moral compass for living! His life for our own lives, is what he’s freely giving! Won’t you come to Jesus for godly direction today? He is here! And wants to help you find HIS way! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Ballad | |

Behold A Nation

Let's presume all is well
Though we know truly in our minds
That we are still crawling
Like a snail under its shielded carapace.

Let's presume it is well
Though we know we are not yet there
Midst nepotism and bureaucracy politics
In that which our nation is canonized

Furtherance into our country web of hierarchy
Will renounce your reliable imaginations,
Your emotional inappropriate findings,
And your shortsighted quest around time and space.

Believe it or not
Their says must be well felt
Since they are the holder
Of anything go transient tools.

In doubt or not in doubt
Mysteries will sooner than later
Unveil themselves in due time
This is not far from our reach.


Details | I do not know? | |

unexpected situation

Little girl you look so scared
Mummy's gone you must grow on your own
Just because your wings have been cut
Doesn't mean you can't fly
Oh little angel
The tears in your eyes
Tell me a thousand stories but not a thousand lies
Breathing like your dying
But I know you've never felt so alive
Please I want to see you smile
But I don't want to be left alone to cry

Precious you sit and look so vacant
Your stares intent could freeze time
The wind swept away your hair
And left your soul to bear
Oh how I could get lost in your eyes
They tell me a thousand stories
Some I wish were little white lies
Inhale the fresh air around you
This makes uncomfortable sense for you
But what scares me the most
Is it makes the most sense for me too

The door has swung 
I can see it closing
But I don't totally mind
The lock can be opened
It can be swung again
Oh little angel
I want to see you fly
Not on the cliff far away
But in my arms soaring high
We'll share a thousand stories
Who cares if they're lies
My breath is growing shorter
But you make me feel so alive
I'd give up anything to see you smile
There's not a day with you you'll see me cry


Details | Rhyme | |

I Woke Up This Morning With A Mission On My Mind

I Woke Up With A Mission On My Mind… I woke up this morning with a mission on my mind. I wanted to tell others of Jesus! It was about time! There were so much scripture I began to ponder. My love for Christ grew down here and “up yonder!” When I needed some help. And needed it the most. Christ saved and filled me with the Holy Ghost! The excitement I had for Jesus began to brew. I wanted others to know this one that I knew! Others from church just couldn’t help to explain it! My love for Jesus... It’s hard to contain it! I pray that others will share of God’s life eternal. It’s my wish for their name to be in heaven’s journal! I pray that God will use the words that are spoken. To minster to the needy, bruised and the broken! Lord… Help me not to be ashamed of your GOOD NEWS! May there be a shout of victory beyond the church pews! A mission for Jesus... God has stirred in my soul! To be his example… Wherever I go! May the banner of the cross be lifted above… As an example of Christ sacrifice from his heart of love! A testimony of God’s goodness is a joy to share! Spreading his glad tidings to people everywhere! A mission for Jesus is what he’s already given! So others may know of a brand new way of livin’! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Rhyme | |

Healing Can Only Happen When the Pain Is Gone

Healing Can Only happen,
 When the Pain is Gone!

Healing can only happen, when the pain
 and damage are gone!
It can only come about, when there’s
 no “lists” of wrongs!

People need to move ahead, and put all
 of the past behind them!
And seek God’s forgiveness, 
so his grace can find ‘em!

Too many carry a load of sorrow
 and grief that they can’t afford!
They need to bring everything to Jesus,
 and make him their LORD!

How can we experience healing,
 if the suffering is still there?
How will we ever be able to love others,
 and truly care?

May we all seek the kind of healing,
 that only Christ can bring!
May we allow him to remove
 all pain and suffering!

Jesus…  We need your healing now!  More than ever before!
It is your love that we must learn
 to treasure and adore!

Please come now and refresh us with your awesome love!
The sweetness of your Holy Spirit, is a gift from above!

Thank you God!  The pain is gone and the healing has come!
All praise, glory and honor to Jesus!
 God’s anointed son!

By Jim Pemberton   10/19/13


Details | Haiku | |

ZOOKEEPER

Lookin' after pests
Keepin' a CLOSE eye on 'em
"Those wild animals!"

Roamin' around zoo
Searchin' for sneaky monkey
Hidin' in a tree

Zookeeper gets mad
"Where's Marty, the smartypants!?"
"He TOOK my cage keys!"


Details | Carpe Diem | |

Questioning Life

Forget! Regret not, for it all has intention...
To attempt comprehension leads to double block wall.
In searching your question, much more loss is gotten, 
Confusion, dismay a deeper dug hole.
Infinitely seeking you strive for some meaning, 
the truth is quite simple you are not sole at all! 
Infusion connection the union eternal, 
Is easy to grasp when knowledge of whole,
is truly encountered from deep within query
The meaning the truth the love of it all...
Once trouble & strife and struggle are missing,
The clear light of being shows beauty once more.
Accept what is given agree to the treaty.
Fight not with your fears, and answer your call.
Find substance in living, step over delusions. 
Regardless of meaning, life’s radiance will soar.
So use this awareness these words and this practice,
Come forth tall and sturdy, head high and recall..
When sad and when empty in need of intention,
No doubts I plead! No need to explore!
Emotions you hold are sensed by your siblings,   
Your waves of sensation your truth and your soul... 
Are parts of us all, we are all together we are all but one!
In oneness we’re whole! 


Details | Haiku | |

Haikus About God: III

Beauty of nature
Why condense it down to God?
Isn’t life enough?


Details | Cinquain | |

IRONY

IRONY
Epic  irony.
Epic is irony.
The irony is epic.
Irony.


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I Didn't Come To Church For Coffee

I Didn’t Come to Church For Coffee… I didn’t come to church for coffee… I came for prayer. In all of this entertainment. Is God still there? I didn’t come for a latte stand. Or for a couch to sit in. I came to meet a God who can take away my sin! I came to spend time with God. I don’t mean to be rude. But in all this kind of “excitement.” I’m not in the mood . I have a need. I need someone to simply listen. Everyone’s “too busy” in doing what they feel is “God’s mission.” Nothing here in this building really get’s me “excited.” If I wanted to... A “trip to Las Vegas,” could be provided. I came to meet Jesus. His presence is powerful and relevant. I need his touch right now. This is so evident! Jesus said his house; “is a house of prayer.” “Not a den of thieves.” From what I see here… Is this what everyone believes? I will seek his direction. Wherever he may lead me! Even if this church doesn’t receive me! I come to YOU God. You are filled with holiness and great power! Behold the Lord God… Could come THIS VERY HOUR! By Jim Pemberton 11/08/11


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No Job Can't Pay the Bills TRY JESUS


Here I sit, uncertain of what lies ahead.
I’m still wondering how my family will be fed.

I once had a job that provided a sense of “security.”
Now I don’t…  And I have a lot of uncertainty!

I have unpaid bills, and I’m not sure what to do.
I’ve asked for help.  But not sure who to turn to!

I get discouraged, and feel life “pulling me down.”
I’ve tried just about every job that’s in town.

The dreams I had, have been shattered and smashed.
At times, I feel like I’m just “a piece of trash.”

My wife tried to support me, the best that she can.
But she doesn’t know me…  Or even understands!

Dear Jesus…  You’re the only left that I haven’t tried.
There’s been many nights I laid awake and cried!

I read in the Bible, where your love for me is real!
When I call on your name...  There’s a love I can feel!

Whatever happens, please help me Lord, to trust you!
Whatever tomorrow holds, may I still love you!

I know that you’re a foundation, that I can stand on!
Jesus is a friend!  That I can always depend on!

Jesus, if I lose everything that I have or that I hold on to...
My I always remember your faithfulness
 and never forget you!

Here I stand… With my burdens lifted from me!
It’s because of Jesus!  And how much he loves me!

I praise HIS name!  And lift my hands to the sky!
He’s in control now!  I don’t have to ask the reason why!

Jesus…  Please take control of my worries and desires!
Above all of my problems, I lift your name up higher!

By Jim Pemberton


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Where Is My Life Going


As I think about where my life has been...
It’s hard to believe that I’m still here again!

I think about the many things
 I’ve been through.
And ask myself the question; 
“what am I going to do?”

With the trials of life, 
have come trials.
A life filled with uncertainty 
and many “traveled miles.”

It’s like riding the waves of life’s stormy sea.
Never knowing where the next wave will take me!

Everything I know...  And all that I’ve done…
I lay down my life at the feet of Jesus... 
 God’s precious son!

I ask you Jesus for mercy!  I come to you now!
I come before your majesty and humbly bow!

You’ve brought love and wholeness within!
You’ve given me a “new life!”  
And took away my sin!

I love and thank you Lord, 
for your hand extended!
The beauty of your holiness
 is to be commended!

You brought to me hope,
 in a hopeless situation!
And have given to me 
the wonderful gift of salvation!

By Jim Pemberton


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I Went To Church Last Sunday


I Went To Church Last Sunday… I went to church last Sunday, and much to my surprise. I got up real early. It was just before the sunrise. I wanted to be with others in worship to my Lord. But when I arrived, so many there look so “bored.” When they were singing the songs, some didn’t seem to care. As I looked around, hardly anyone noticed I was there. By the time the people were asked to sing another song. Some greeted the worship leader with just another “yawn.” Did anyone really want to worship Jesus the risen king? Is church a place to simply “get bored with everything?” As the preacher arose to preach his “Sunday sermon best.” “Fill between the lines,” he said… This was to be the “test.” Shortly after the outlines were filled, there was a “closing prayer.” I noticed many of the people were “happy to get out of there!” I thought to myself as I left and walked out the door… “Is this what the true body of Christ meant for?” “Where is the sin-cleansing power of God I’ve heard about?” “Has the power of God in many churches been ‘kicked out?’” I pray that the presence of God will get a hold of our heart. May our worship for Jesus be evident… Right from the start! May our relationship with Christ be very important to us. May we give him our life! Our heart! And our trust! May our love for him not be a “boring Sunday experience.” May we serve HIM daily… Expecting a divine appearance! The Jesus I know is bigger than any denomination might be! And only his blood has the power to set men free! Serving and loving Jesus is an opportunity with living! A life in totally surrender to Christ is what we much be giving! By Jim Pemberton


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An Ode to LIFE Part 1

An Ode To LIFE


As I lay my head down and start to fall asleep I see myself being carried off to a place and time the place of our Lords birth in Bethlehem of Judea

As in the Bible tells the story of His life and how he lived and died in that human seance and rose on the day He told of

I do not remember being here but I remember the story I was taught so many years ago

As I walk through the streets of Bethlehem I see each scene  and hear  every word as I am learning the story they telling is true

The writer writes of a jealous King  and his way of dealing with his people and of Mary and Joseph who came to Bethlehem to have a child

The story tells of the three wise men  who saw a star in the north and heard of a child  who was born to be the King of the Jews  and come to see and bring Him gifts 

An  angel from the Heavens above came to Mary and Joseph in a dream and told them they had to leave Bethlehem or King Herod would have their son killed 

So they left Bethlehem and went to Egypt and there they lived until King Herod no longer ruled

As I follow along in my dream I see each scene  and hear  every word as I am puzzled by the fact I understand each

I don’t understand why I’m going through this time but I know I must continue on this journey 

As I am pulling through a time where I reach the place of Jesus’ in  Nazareth of Galilee

As I watched Him grow and work in His father's shop I could see the thing in Him that were with me

As I walk along the streets and look around I hear the people talk of a child that speaks of wondrous love that’s all forgiving and of a Father in Heaven that’s loving and true.

By Rev. Samuel Mack, OMS
Copyright 2013

                                                            Inspired by God 

http:paladinnews1.blogspot.com


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Let's Get Lost

She was a 10 years old
When her life was sold
He hurt her in ways unimaginable
He may have not have been her father
But he was her brothers
He told the 10 year old to get in the bed
Or something would happen to her 1 month brother
The bed was cold
The springs were rusted
Her heart was always filled with love and care
But after that night
She wouldn't dare share
The 10 year old went to school the next day
Without anything to say
Her friends found out
And shunned her out
She told an      
The police were called
She was taken from her mother
Who at that time wouldn't believe her
She stayed at a family members house
A couple days went by
Then she was returned home
The bad guy was found
She still has nightmares to this day
And she has this to say:
"I'm sorry for doing what I knew was wrong
All I wanted was for my brother to be safe."


This is a true story, It's MY story. I hope that all you readers unerstand that I still blame 
myself for what happened that night. I DON'T want your sympathy, I just need friends who 
actually care. Thank You For Reading Let's Get Lost. . . . . .


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You Are Valuable To God


You’re Valuable To God! You‘re valuable to God! He gave you his best! You can enjoy his love, peace and rest! You‘re valuable to Jesus! He bled and died… He sacrificed his life for you, and was crucified! You’re valuable! You were bought with the Lord’s blood. Everything he’s given to you is because of his love! You’re valuable to God, and so wonderfully made! A way to get to heaven has already been paid! You’re valuable and precious! One of a kind! When God created this world. He had YOU in mind! You’re valuable to the lord! He wants you to know… Not all of the world’s money can purchase your soul! You’re valuable to God! He offers his salvation. You can enjoy his peace and sanctification! You’re valuable to God! Won’t you come to him? And experience his love, and the forgiveness of sin? God offers to you eternal life that’s precious! He speaks to you from a heart of mercy and kindness! By Jim Pemberton


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Words of Life

Drowning in the pool of anguish…oh…oh…
I’m venturing into the forest…and I want to hear the words seep out 
Release these aching sorrows…I worry my soul’s drying out…
like a drought…
Drain out the fluids from my heart
It’s gouging me…bruising me to the core…

**chorus** 
Embrace the light…embrace the midnight sky…
You fall in my arms – you die so warm
Shed me more sun to lift up my spirits
From the…underground…and release me – I’m breathless
I’m drowning in doubt…ooh… oh… 


Remember me…I’m falling…into my swirling fate…hanging on the roots 
Strangling my heart…distorting in my veins… I’m bleeding so softly – cut out the wood…
Splintering me…I’m shattering… and I’m falling in the abyss
Bring me more radiance from my candle light
Warp me up in bliss…don’t let the midnight sky…don’t take away my delight
From the…ocean…and save me—save me…oh… oh…  I’m failing 

*chorus*

I’m drowning in regret…ooh..oh…
Hit the bull’s eye in my heart…embrace the light
And don’t leave me hanging in the abyss…hand me a kite!
Save me before I fall apart…shut out the night
And don’t let the dusk escape us…

I must confess…
I must confess…
I hate to see you abandon the light…
But I’m not the one to save you from the night
Ooh…ohh…

*Chorus* 

Splintering lies fill your heart 
I want to kiss it goodbye…
But you’ve mastered it like a piece of art
I want to kiss the abyss and die…
Dry… I wanna touch the sky with my whole soul
But I’m failing and the end of time has taken its toll
Tainted sorrow…swims around me…I dwell where the waters depart
But the anguish still swarms in my heart…
I’m failing…my heart stops beating
And my desires are fleeting
From my grasp
And the monsters laugh at me…as I fall… 

*chorus*

Embrace the midnight sky…catch me…catch me…
As I fall in death’s arms…I die so cold
And your heart is made of gold

Untangle the darkness & take away the nightmares 
Answer our prayers & block out the night 
Erase the heartaches & wipe away our tears
Unravel Your words of life & delight


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Well Said My Poetically Challenged Friend

Well said, my poetically challenged friend... 

Your insight is deep and telling of your sage, 
Even if I can not understand your poetic wage, 

Tell us more of your triumphs and travels, 
And don't leave out the blotter and gavels, 

For it is your frailty which entices, 
The calling of the soul, 
And unlocking of the mind... 

For when we read of your glorious battle, 
And become the fodder of which you prattle, 

Remember that these are the days, 
We relished the great dreams you gave, 

Soon you will be left to your own devices, 
Karma so apropos, 
Balancing over time... 

Then with great pride I will be able to say, 
That I once met a poet untamed,

A free verse poet like you who has belched, 
With nonconforming musings, true and heartfelt, 

Oh what great cost the poets price is, 
Always watching yet always alone, 
All to capture truth sublime, 

Again well said, my poetically challenged friend!


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In my corrupt stead

Draped from her body, they sparkle like gold. Tear soaked and smothered, in lies that she's told. She wears them ashamed, but she wears them with grace. To cover the pain, that is etched in her face. 
  It's her mark, it's her passion, her reason to breathe. As shallow and weak, as pathetic can be. 
  For the last time I saw her, was the last place she laid. Where I held her so close, deep down in her grave. No more to be seen, no more to betray. Damned and unheard, while she cried out in vain. 

Don't pity the evil, corrupt and forsaken. Who've strayed from the path, that they should have taken. It's all self inflicted, they live unrestricted. But on this their last day, they'll all be convicted. 

Etched in his body, the scars will remain. Blood soaked in madness, he's nearly insane. He wears them in anger, but he wears them with pride. To expose to the world, all his hate that's inside. 
  It's his mark, it's his passion, his reason to breathe. As shallow and weak, as cruel as can be. 
  But the last place I saw him, was the last time he raged. Where I beat him and broke him, deep down in his grave. No more to be seen, no more to be heard. Damned and destroyed, underneath all his dirt. 

Don't pity the evil, corrupt and forsaken. Who've strayed from the path, that they should have taken. It's all self inflicted, they live unrestricted. But on this their last day, they'll all be convicted.

Now sift through my ashes, gather up all my bones. Let him without sin, cast the first stone. Pile me up in a bucket, and leave me to stay. So I can face my creator, on my judgement day. 
 It's my life, it's my passion, it's what I believe. As misunderstood, as reckless can be. 
  For the last time you saw me, was the last time I prayed. Where I dug my own hole, and laid down in my grave. No more to be hated, no more to be feared. For in my corrupt stead, an angel appeared. 


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Elysium Dream of Love

I close my weary eyes
Holding onto the hope
Of not having to cope
Not a mintue longer
Without you by my side
Not expierencing
The warm look in your eyes
The tingling rush of your finger tips
That would grip my hair tight
To stop you from slipping into the night
Biting  your bottom lip
As a pinch to yourself
To see if it was real
The dream of love we felt
And now that you are gone
I only wish to die
Your image fades from my mind
Sometimes I see it clear,
The sun is skillfully stroking it set in the sky
As my feet float down the road across the tuscan country side
I ever so gently sense the wildy grown wheat
Tickling these troubled lines engraved in the palm of my hand
I playfully pick one out of the land and pluck the grains
I look up and in the distance is where she waits
But there she remains peacefully strolling through the calming field
In a white cotton dress that tails off in the wind and
wearing a small confident smile that makes my yearning heart yield
Whispering in my ear that soon I will make it home
But my Life's journey must continue down this God paved road
I awake with the longing of her, But with so much to do
I need God's strength for one more day to get through


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Haikus About God: IV

God made all people
But some better than others?
Stop being silly.


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Just When It Seems Like Life Is Overwhelming

Just When It Seems Like Life Is Overwhelming! Just when it seems like I’ve faced my darkest night… And things in life, aren’t turning out right… This is about the time, when things are falling apart! And I began to feel a lot of stress in my heart! I run to Jesus! I know that he wants to help me! He’s always here! And promises to never leave me! He sees me, and speaks words of comfort, to follow! He reminds me, that he’ll take care of today and tomorrow! He lets me know that he won’t let go of my hand! Everything I’m going through… He understands! He turns back all of the problems that are overwhelming! And I see what things my life, are becoming! I have fellowship with Jesus! Like I never had before! He’s given to me peace and hope! And much more! I’m glad I have such a wonderful friend like this! His love and joy… I don’t want to miss! Thank you Jesus! For turning my life around! And for plating my life on a solid ground! You’re all I want! And all that I’ve needed! With you as my Lord! My life has been completed! By Jim Pemberton


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A New Pair of Glasses

Reflecting back on all the times we felt, that life had done us wrong, The daily struggles, the missing pieces, the days they felt so long. Without the hope inside sometimes, that life could ever change, Until one day, the lightening hit, we felt its stinging pain. Alone we were and full of fear, we sat and sometimes cried. Until we were willing, to let someone in and put aside our pride. “It’s an inside job, but let it all out", we once heard someone say. It’s up to you to make the choice, so start anew today! The daily decision to change our thoughts and all our actions too, Is not an easy task, but we’ll find our bonding glue. Not sure exactly where we’re headed, we just swiftly plod away. Remembering who we want to become, lies in our choices today. If life gets rough, just phone a friend, or take a walk outside. Breathe in fresh air and think good thoughts, and put your cares aside. Just one foot forward is all it takes to get to where He’s calling! The path is outlined for us as we go, He’ll catch you when you’re falling. Tears may come from time to time, and that’s ok, you know. For in our quest for what’s to come, they’ll be sure to help you grow. No pain, no gain we hear, but here’s the best news yet…… We’re promised a life we’d never dreamed that alone we would never get! With the laughter we’ll share, and the friends we will meet, our fears will melt away. Our gratitude for the new life we’re living will shine with each new day. A simple change in attitude will help throughout the years. Life will become like a new pair of glasses, We’ll see laughter through the tears!


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Female Companion

                                                     She is so typical
                                                           So critical
                                                   For most part difficult

                                   I never really could grasp her in such way
                                       She just wants me to some how stay
                               She comes to my man cave and makes me obey

                                          Shy she was and now I am scared
                                              In such way I almost cared
                              She thinks she can do everything for me I swear

                         She makes me guess everyday but I keep on believing
     Because it is fun to give her a kiss, while she does not know when she is sleeping
                She stresses out but I will tell her my love for her keeps deepening

                So for the most part I just keep her close to make her smile and me
                                When I do things I do it for her it is always a key
            Call me romantic or call me stupefied, but it makes her so, so, sooo, happy


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5 W's

Who can solve Math word problems and equations? What are the simplest and best solutions? When life gets tough and you’re in great confusion, Where are your patience and determination? Why not make life so easy at state of convolution?
Written: Aug. 27,2012


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regret

We live our lives here for a reason 
 we all make mistakes along the road 
regretting nothing would be a form of Narcissism  
No lesson learned 
no lesson told~

Should have  could have   would have
are thoughts that can be entertained   
we are not perfect on the road walked~

Taking your own inventory 
discovering any pain 
 written down will release
the brave thing to do 
Look at your self and discover ~

 "Harm to one another  in gossip or lies told 
 false stories full of hateful intent
listening to these   
 silently agreeing to participate "

Regret undiscovered causes Rage ~

People whom see eyes closed  People we all meet 
 courage in taking our own inventory  
learning every day is a lesson shared
clean your side of the street 
doing your best to forgive your own heart 
then others ~


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Living debate

Today I thought of all my stress
Causing me such an unrest
So much to think that I had thought
Would it be better to live or not?

Get this straight: I'm no cutter
No pill taker; def. not a jumper
I'm not killing myself- get that straight
Just explaining today's living debate

I hate the fact I suck at school
No discipline in me for easy rules
'Do the work, earn good grades'
I failed to do so; a whole year fades

My freshman year; man I $*#%ed up
Too much partying, boys and stuff
Taken for granted just how hard
Barely passing for my report card

I ruled today I just must live
My life, to the fullest, and to give
Back to all who help me to stay
Family, friends, defining me to claim nay.

Nay, I will never end early my years
Selfish would it be; no other word more clear
For people who care and have to deal
If I were gone; their lifelong empty feel

Not being conceded; I'm not all that
I just couldn't ever leave someone like that
Abandonment, giving up, not me
I'll fight this challenge to get off AP*

Staying in school's now my number one
Everything comes second; last listed is 'Fun'
Focus on completing the work I need
Will help me cope with getting degree'd

From this message, please take away
The thought to never check out early your stay
Here on this earth, even when you're down
Think of your loved ones who'll always want you around.


*AP: Academic Probation- possibility of removal of university for poor grades


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Understand yourself to understand me

I know who I am and love me even more… ripened like the finest wine never pop my cork.
I love harmony and don’t mean a tune, but a life from harmonious view.
I don’t tolerate the devils dirty work disguised to hide the shallow blue….
Looking like the sandy blue seas once hitting the coast with such beauty, but once unhidden is 
truly a Tsunami.  God utilizes my time more wisely.
 I am God’s special gift, so I feel sorry for you if you choose me to mess with.
To mess with me is to harm yourself stop trying to understand and understand yourself. 
Understand God lives and shines through me... do you now understand me, now try to 
understand yourself.


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Living Without

I tried to write about love but I haven’t felt it. 
I tried to write about the sea but I’ve never seen it. 
Then I tried to write about the air, but I have never breathed it. 
I tried to write about magic but I never believed it.
I couldn’t write about god, all I have ever done is sinned.
And when I tried to write about life I found, 
I have never really lived.


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The True Meaning of Easter

The True Meaning of Easter! The true meaning of the Easter story, Is God’s Son came down to Earth from glory. Jesus really does love you and me. He was born to die that you might be free. For 33 years, he lived among sinful men. Then one day was to be an atonement for our sin. He who was born of the virgin Mary’s womb. Was to one day rise again from an empty tomb. So many people today have gotten into a bad habit, of replacing Jesus with the bunny rabbit. So please reach out to others and let them know, Of the lover and redeemer of their soul. The true meaning of Easter must forever be said. Of God’s son who died, but arose from the dead! By Jim Pemberton


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Create In Me A CLEAN Heart

Create In Me A Clean Heart... Create in me a clean heart, Oh God, and renew a right spirit within me. May my flesh be crucified... so that YOU... others may see! Please don't remove from me your presence, or Holy Spirit. May I meditate upon your word... and daily live it! Restore unto me the joy of your salvation... As I serve you with a deep love and appreciation! I will teach sinners, of your wondrous ways. So that they my serve you all of their days! I will shout aloud of your righteousness and proclaim That you have delivered me from all guilt and shame. As my lips are open... I will sing glory & praise to YOU! May you be exalted in all that I say and do. My sacrifice to you are a spirit and heart that's broken. God will not reject me... this he has spoken! May I bring sacrifice and obedience as I come to your altar. You are my solid rock... like the "Rock of Gibraltar!" Thank you for cleansing and making me whole. You brought healing... and restored my soul! By Jim Pemberton Read Psalms 51:10-17


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Inevitable Bear

Oh lonely Inevitable Bear,
Padding claws, death in white
Sorrow in recurring nightmare
Instinct’s test; fight or flight?

Camouflage against the fence,
A challenge; my subconscious fear
Ominous slowly moving silence,
“Let me in, there’s a bear out here!”


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My Church Forgot Me But Jesus Found Me



My Church Forgot Me… But Jesus Found Me! My first visit to church… I pulled up in my car. I noticed a sign; “we welcome you as you are!” I thought; “how do I come, if I’m not who I am?” I walked to the front door, and shook the usher’s hand. I was later introduced as a visitation guest. The church seemed to rather “happy and blessed.” As many of the people prayed and sang some songs. I went each Sunday and seemed to get along. Something happened and I couldn’t make it on Sunday. Nor could I make to the classes each Wednesday. No one ever called to ask if I was doing o.k. I even left a message and asked the church to pray. As the weeks went by, it seemed like I was forgotten. My whole life came “crashing down,” and hit bottom. It was in these moments, I cried out in pain. Wondering if anyone in heaven knew my name. A close relationship with Christ began to grow. God reached down from heaven knew my name. A close relationship with Christ began to grow. He reached down from heaven and healed my soul! A relationship with Christ is the most important thing. God is bigger than any church and cam do anything! If a church has forgotten you, let me give you a reminder. Christ is all you’ll need! He’s your provider! He can do what no church could ever do! He’ll always be your friend, and will never leave you! By Jim Pemberton


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Pricked

Your  love pricks me like a rose each thorn grows but no one knows Your so full of 
it as it shows so carry on now go on, go. I'm fed up with the phony and  i'm 
through with the tears, you couldn't pay me all your money to make up for those 
years. Someone help me I feel faint how could I think he was such a saint and 
worst of all I let me fall into a spiral down below. A magic called love carried 
by the dove of someone I use to know.


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I

If its money I got its money ill keep. If its money I have its money ill weep. If its love that I give its love ill receive. For I am but no one who just see's beneath. Some say your only as strong as you feel, but how could we change..in a place that's so unreal. People are hearing but..not really hearing. Why is the world so blind. I keep on screaming and screaming and screaming for things to be revolutionized. I am just a small song in a world full of cries, laughter, tears and french-fries.


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Somewhere We Don't Know

Beneath this gloomy sky, I can feel the warmth of that shy sun hiding between the clouds,
while sick breezes of hope ached the loneliness the dwells in the heart, mercilessly
burned the only memory that’s left of tomorrow, and I .. I was just trying to smell the
air of the eclipsed dawn, trying to breathe what is remained to breathe till I cross the
finish line.

And a touch of grief brought tears to the eye, seeing the life that had been shrouded in
somewhere else, oh, what have I missed! What have I missed in this cruel land!

So many joys I saw that never were mine, so many pains that bruised my nights, yet I never
thought they will be mine, and still I yearn for a life I believe exists in somewhere we
don’t know.

And so I closed my eyes beneath the wings of night, departing away, forsaking my deluded
dreams, burying my soul with the ashes of love and life, with all the dust of what is left
behind, sleeping silently as if no one will ever know that I was here in somewhere they
don’t really know.

"I hope you enjoy it :)"
you can find all my writing at my blog website "Echoes"
http://echoes19.wordpress.com/


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I Think About How Ths Country Has Changed



Over the years, I think about how this country has changed.
It’s like “right vs. wrong” has been “rearranged.”

We’re told that a separation from man and God exists.
Yet the handiwork of God is in our very midst!

Rather than seeking to obey God’s word and rules.
Our courts have turned this country into “fools.”

The whole idea of marriage is often very confusing.
Many don’t think about the wrong path they’re choosing!

Government often passes laws that provide a “moral instability.”
We’ve often lost our respect for a Godly type of morality.

As people’s lives get filled with lusts of various kinds.
Many are wandering around with very confused minds!

“One nation under God” is too often under attack.
As this country is quickly “getting off track!”

If “change” is what you want, or what you’re looking for.
Think about the purpose of life you’re meant for!

The direction you need to travel,
 is to the Lord in prayer.
Wherever you are...  
He will meet you there!

Christ alone removes any “God or state” separation.
By his shed blood and his gift of salvation!

There’s no Supreme Court near heaven’s gates!
There’s a God who loves who, and anxiously waits!

He longs for you to receive his life eternal.
So he can put your name in heaven’s journal!

Won’t you allow his love to cleanse you within?
And experience the atonement for every sin!

May the Lord bring to us all a healing and restoration!
He is the only true hope for our great nation!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Free verse | |

Peace Is Needed For Pete's Sake

Imagine children waking up to bombs and sirens in the night.
Parents calming their children's screams of fright.
Rockets bursting in air.
People fleeing their homes, cries of anguish in their voices.

Violence, suffering, dying, too much-
Children homeless, parentless, living on streets.
Peace is needed for Pete's sake.

Politics, religion, race, and greed-
People world wide open your eyes.
We're destroying our human race.

Allow the children to hear laughter again.
Laying their heads on a love one's lap,
Lifting fears and giving them hope
A brighter future for man, woman and child.
Is that asking for too much?

Nothing but destruction in minds of many.
Stop, stop destroying humankind.
Find peace and heal in time.


Details | Rhyme | |

Someone Felt Like Giving Up

Someone Felt Like Giving Up! I know someone who wanted to give up. Things in life began to “trip him up.” After much thought and contemplation. He really offered no real explanation. He felt like his life was at a “dead end road.” He said he couldn’t continue with a heavy load. No matter how many different things he tried. He was not happy… Nor satisfied! He began to share a piece of his mind… He was ready to leave everything behind. The choices that he had sometime ago… Began to “wear” at his heart and soul! I tried to encourage him the best I could. But I’m not sure he really understood. As I watched him go his separate way… I said; “there’s something I wanted to say.” “There’s a God who reigns in haven above!” “He wants to fill you with his hope and love!” “He knows and cares about everything you’ll do!” “He’s loving and kind!” “And wants to help YOU!” As I spoke, I could see he thought for a minute. A commitment to God… He decided to give it! He decided to give it all to a God who won’t fail him! He wanted to serve a God, who wants to bless him! He’s happy now that this choice was taken! With Jesus… He’s never alone nor forsaken! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Rhyme | |

Those Who've Gone On Before Me

Many Have Gone On Before Me…

As I grow old, many I know have gone on before me.
Some I didn’t know.   And some knew me.

In our lives, there’s one thing that’s very certain.
We don’t know when we’ll meet life’s “final curtain.”

No matter how we try to look, or seek a “younger appeal.”
One day, old age comes, and the end of life seems real!

Our lives down here, could end tomorrow!
No matter how many years we may try to “borrow.”

God knows when the end of our lives will be!
The question is: Where will you spend your eternity?

You may seek all of this world’s wealth and fame.
But when death comes calling… 
 It knows your name!

You can go through life, and keep “pretending.”
But God knows when your life will be ending!

He’s prepared for you, a place in his eternal city.
There’ll be no more sorrow, pain or pity!

All of the angels in heaven await your choice!
Each person coming to heaven,,,  They all rejoice!

Jesus loves you!  This is great news!
His gift of salvation...  Please don’t refuse!

Think about those who’ve gone on before you!
And the wonderful God that always knew you!

Every breath you breathe… Each step that’s taken…
Jesus is your only hope and secure foundation!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Kwansaba | |

Shiny Minded Stone


"What's your story?"
she questions,
"you seem interesting."

wildflower eyes
                                                                                  ~SIDE-NOTE:  
I reply, "NOW."                                                                    (Kwan$aba! Ha! Really, 

often people become confused                                                    
by such a unique response                                                            
not this one...                                                                                
she's a beauty                                                                       
shiny minded stone                                                                  
lives warm under veins
lacks definition of alone

tho solo she stands
tallest green blade
unscathed
each time the oily blade passes above

erect 
she stays the same
tingling pulses exhale her pores
she'd rather sink
than have to think the way of worldly whores

still...
malice skips her
no ripples in the lake
dripping from her face
sunshine slips across tangerine cheeks

gold flows throughout waves 
streaming locks
sky clear eyes surprise those
choosing to be consumed 
by her entice

hands free of envy
no webs to spin
hips unmolested
thighs slick
turpentine

be warned
she will divide you
no voodoo 
or silly twisted games
though safe may escape you

blemish-less
untangled...
the girl
she
Goddess
baby of zero maybes
KNOWS....
how?
she knows

as clarity lent us its giant umbrella 
her lipstick smacked my tongue 
from there
we never looked back

~JSLaM


Details | Rhyme | |

Color Blind

I never knew black because I grew up white
Raised in a town which kept them out of sight
Born of Rock-&-Roll- north of the mason Dixon line
Lincoln our state’s hero - I never understood the why
In 63- off to college I would go
To a small southern town seemingly all aglow
But words like nigger, cracker, and white’s only were new to me
I saw at first-hand how contemptuous they demean
Black’s blood runs red- like mine when I bleed
The color of southern hate was splattered on a burning cross tree
Terrible- terrible ignorant blindness I did see
I prayed to my God- how can this be
Remembering Jesus loves the little children all the time
I learned to accept the color, the man- as a friend of mine
His soul- just as precious as mine to me
Because of God I respect his creed
A world yet still color blind- but now I see

3/9/12


Details | Concrete | |

Observer

A serpent underneath blue sky,
in shade of man, in twinkle of an eye,
above brick wall, in the structure, at the floor,
venom of white dove; contaminated food, undrinkable water,
misguided youth, pregnant daughter, unfaithful father and hateful son,
mothers do pray while we walk through Babylon;
on teli and in the press, on top shells,
price none the less, in bedroom and at your door..
dawn of a new day seemed to be dark,
after all.


Details | Rhyme | |

Jesus Is the Best Thing That Happened to Me

Jesus Is the Best Thing That Happened to Me! Jesus is the best thing that happened to me! He loves me so much! It’s plain to see! Jesus has provided everything I need, to get tough! If it wasn’t for him… I don’t know what I’d do! Jesus has come, that I might life so abundantly! He’s given me all I need… Most assuredly! He does for me, what nothing in this world, could ever do! And completely understands, everything I go through! He brings his peace, hope and a blessed satisfaction! I can have fellowship with him! A “heavenly interaction!” He can restore what the enemy has stolen and taken away! He brings a true meaning! And has changed me today! I’m very thankful! For all that he’s provided! I’m going to live for him! This has already been decided! Thank you Jesus! My lord and my best friend! You’ve done so much for me! Over and over again! I praise your name! And want you to know… I’ll tell others of your goodness… Wherever I go! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Free verse | |

Gratefulness

To be absolutely certain To be firmly convicted in principle and belief Is the scariest feeling of all But, like all feelings, it never lasts The conviction stays, but the mind wanders Deep into the zones of ostensible comfort Where it rests merely to frenzy Into the streets of opposition Straight into the absolute wrong But the feeling never lasts It returns to the minute certainty The mind becomes determined in the conviction it has embraced And the best feeling rises above the initial fear: Gratefulness
6-29-13


Details | Rhyme | |

Jesus Paid It All


Jesus’ death paid it all!
What have you given in return?
His death on the cross… 
Was from his love and concern!

His life for yours… On Calvary… 
 Has been paid.
His offer of eternal life,
 has been made!

Through God’s word,
 he’s been talking!
And stands at your hearts door… 
 patiently knocking!

Won’t you invite him in?  As your guest?
Then, your life will be totally blessed!

He can bring health and
 healing to your bones!
He can bring his love to
 your family and home!

“Come unto me.” Is the 
  the master’s call.
Won’t you come to him now?
  One and all?

He’s here right now! 
 In this very place…
And extends to you his 
mercy and grace.

Won’t you accept him today?
He loves you more than words can say!	
			
By Jim Pemberton


Details | Free verse | |

Offended

Offended 
is ignorance
a lack of understanding
silence 
is not for everyone

humans speak
and do things 
different than you
or your faction
true 
or untrue
or stretch truth

what's the worry?
stressing 
over someone else's beliefs 
takes you away 
from your own routine

offended 
is a waste of energy
needed for nothing
causing dangerous sparks
within one's mind
one's heart
one's soul
becomes contaminated
with preoccupations

vengeance breeds furious
often unexpected actions
of ill-will occur 
or changes for the worse 
creep 
in the shadows of good
growing
taking over
"spiritual kudzoo"
none could tame

extinguish your dealings
with petty rage
of another imperfect being's mouth
cancer vanishes easier
with early detection
MOVE ON!
or at least learn
from your polar opposite 


Details | Free verse | |

My Notebook

Stimulating ideas pop into your head
You need a pen…you need a piece of lined paper 
It looks like you’re outtah luck…no wonder you’re drowning in dread
You need a shoulder to lie your head down for a moment’s rest… 
You need a helper…to aid you while you struggle emotionally…
I’m not trying to irritate you purposely

Try with all your might…try your best
To stay optimistic and fervent 
I believe that you’ll pass the test
Be upbeat, kindhearted and jubilant  

I appreciate the words you wrote on my notebook…
Sometimes, I feel like leftovers left on the counter…
I’m a rotten mess – you’re leaving me as if I’m an uninteresting book 
Sometimes, I feel like a coward – I don’t mean to bother…

But, you’re like no other . . .

You’re like a mat – you’re constantly stepped on…
I’m like YOUR unwanted tool – 
I stepped on you and
Pushed your buttons
I accused you of being the fool 
When, in fact, I’m the fool by your side…
You’re drifting…pushing me aside…

I’m writing words of truth though – 
Expressing how much I’m fond of you 

I esteem your presence
Glowing with glee 
At times, you do say things without thinking 
I’m the god of distress – 
You’re leaving me breathless 
Cutting me down like I’m some decaying tree
You don’t see how much you make me…
Guilty for your crimes
Taking the blame about the hundredth time 

At times, I feel that I’m awkward when I’m around you

You’re like a backpack – you carry everyone’s weight…
You’re like a sponge – soaking in our stress
I’m a distraction to you – you’re wasting valuable time…but don’t hesitate 
I’m writing words of self-centered feelings – logic doesn’t exist…
But these feelings aren’t as bad as committing a crime
These feelings come and go – I just had to confess 
I didn’t mean to screw up your progress…

Hey, if you need a few sheets of paper to right on, 
Use me like a notebook instead…and write with all your might
It seems as if you read me…like a book that drags on and on 
Use me as your tool of relaxation… and read me all night  

When you wrote those words on my notebook…
It made my day…you’re such a delight 
Like reading a fascinating, classic book


Details | Didactic | |

A Poem (Hebrews 13:5)

Anger consumed within me,

Rage passed continually by.

A mixture of blue and red,

Blinding the dim light inside me.

 

Once the light was like a flaming torch,

Such a torch that can be compared to the sun.

But even the sun rests, the flames can be vanquished

Only the night was witnessed until the morning dawned.

 

I was created to love you.

This was the only purpose,

But I chose to reject you.

How foolish of me to compose.

 

Given many chances to accept,

Welcome the love higher than my mother,

I was in an asylum locked by my choice.

"No more!" I uttered. 

 

A glowing door suddenly appeared,

"Who could it be?" I questioned.

It opened; a figure so bright glanced at the corner,

"My child, fear not," the figure mentioned.

 

I took his offering hand.

Richness of everlasting springs of water,

The right hand of infinite life.

We departed blissfully as He catered

 

"Do not sow any longer, for you are here with your Father,"    

I began to weep as a baby weeps for his mother.

"My child, for you were once lost but now have been found."

A final tear inching below, the Devil will no longer bother.


Details | Rhyme | |

Beyond the Frontier

Where am I? Why is it dark?
This isn’t what I had in mind when I left the park…
Why isn’t the wind whispering…the songbirds singing?
All I remember is a telephone ringing…
A scream and a crash and a pain in my side…
Is this what happens after one’s died?
I don’t feel like myself, I feel wild and free,
Yet I’m cold and alone, 'stead of filled with glee.

My whole life I’ve studied, and pondered, and prayed,
Trying to fathom what would happen this day
But now that it’s here, I’m beginning to fear
Maybe the afterlife’s not what it appears…
It’s certainly not what I’ve been told by my preacher
Or my parents or brother or best friend or teacher…
Is it a bad thing, or is it good?
Maybe it’s just not quite understood...

While I was on Earth, I just couldn’t wait
To meet good St. Peter at the heavenly gate
And ask him a question or query or two
“What was my purpose?” “What good did I do?”
“What’s it all for?” “How does it all flow?”
“Can I have one more body, one more try, one more go?”
But where is the angel? Where is the gate? And
If this is Hell, then where is Ol’ Satan?
Am I a lost soul? Am I forgotten?
Am I to be left here until I am rotten?

Lo and behold! what, now, can this be?
Is this a wonderful spiritual epiphany?
Is this the magical feeling all souls receive
When they leave Earth? Oh! was I that naïve?
How could I have not seen the realism?
Why was I consumed in man-made idealism?
This is more wondrous than all I was taught
Oh, all the times I argued and fought
With others, ‘bout how their views were asinine
Now I see, theirs were just as wrong as mine!
Little I thought was actually correct!
How, why, did I let others petty beliefs infect
My untouched, my pure, my virgin mind?
I regret all the hours I self-tortured to find
That compared to what I see now, I was empty and blind…

Wait - - What is this that I see?
What is this gateway that is revealed unto me?

Now a door is opened to my immortal soul
I am expected now to enter my life’s final goal…
I am scared, intimidated, but still I am glad…
For the truth I have just seen is anything but bad.
This is the end of my journey, I’ve nothing to fear,
For now I am going Beyond the Frontier.


Details | Alliteration | |

Innerself

He swifts on by like a moon lighted night. 
He shines bright for a moment in time. 
His arm's always open with warmth. 
His smile always bigger then everyone elses. 
His heart of rage and fire. 
He swifts on by, he swifts on by. 
Who will know the true man within. 
The man thats full of sin. 
No one can, no one can, for we are all just man...


Details | Alliteration | |

I am a woman, not a woe-man

I am valuable but not worth any price
I am precious but far more than gold
I am productive but not for abuse
I can talk but not to be abused of talking
I am hardworking but not to be a slave
I am a wife but I am an individual too

I am a mother but I'm just human
I am strong but I get tired too, 
I am in flesh, so I need rest
I care but I value myselft first and foremost
I am kind but need kindness too
I listen but not to be lied to
I run the house but I deserve to run myself too

I am the help meet but I need support too
I understand but not to be misunderstood
I provide but I need to be provided for too
I run the kitchen but I need to run my self too
I am the housewife but I am a wife too, 
I am married, to my husband, not the house!
I love but I should not be taken for granted

I am weak but not to be raped, beated and scratched
I am submissive and obedient but not to be exercised power abuse on
I am a cheerful giver but not to be robbed
I am soft but not to have my blood squeezed out,
I am full of life but not to be taken away from me
Yes, I am a woman,
Created to live,
Not to be a woebegone!


Details | Light Poetry | |

Smack dab in the center

Recently I got tired of being a puppet on a string. 
I’m not sure why, 
but I woke up, 
and then it all made sense. 
Until that point, I’d spent my life deep in mind’s pretense. 
I found my heart,
I dove straight in, 
and much to my surprise, 
I landed smack dab in the center of spirit’s loving eyes.


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

The Silent Lamb

The silent bell rings in the night,
Calling the devils to kneel to the light,
What once was, becomes no more,
As the light breaks through the open door.

What you think and what you feel,
What you saw and thought was real,
Is now only dust on the road,
The desolate remains of your ancient abode.

The new light is rising on the hill,
The new song is singing down in the well,
The new souls are dreaming of your face,
The new hearts are beating at you pace.

The old ideas and reasons you gave,
Are buried in the tomb and in the grave,
The rotting bone and flesh are gone,
In the morning dew, in the morning sun.

The light shines through the open door,
Casts no shadow on the old dirty floor,
The ancient laws of reason and might,
Crumble to dust in the morning light.

What once was real and certain as rock,
Is now the dream the baby forgot,
The new light coming to wake you my love,
The silent lamb and the flying dove.

more of my poems at :
http://labyrinthoflies.com


Details | Ballad | |

Cassandra

Revelation Said In Stone Appeared an Eon ago of Shame and Sin, Something we all know But not it's rise, For is has already became Virtue Flaming Skies from an Angel So Bright The World's Cure for Soul-Blight A Hell on Earth A Savior's Worth So many Dreams are cast then Forgotten So many lives are brought up then just Thrown back down Maybe she is The Cure Maybe she is The Plan All Fear the Flame Failed Creation of Samael She Comes from the Deep She Comes from The Heavens' Vault To End the dawn of the Demon Purge this land of all Vice Kali Yuga will be nevermore The one of Sublime Cassandra, Bringer of Muspelheim Release me and Burn away this land Hold me by The Hand Tell me the past is just pretend Give me The Cure If this is your destiny Then May it be mine I would die in time I'm Just another Obstacle In the way of your divine Wings Forget me Cassandra For Doom was already meant for me All Fear the Flame Failed Creation of Samael She Comes from the Deep She Comes from The Heavens' Vault To End the dawn of the Demon Purge this land of all Vice Kali Yuga will be nevermore The one of Sublime Cassandra, Bringer of Muspelheim Valkyrie of Heart Angel of Grace I surrender to You Savior by Destiny Dispel all Tragedy Especially me All Fear the Flame Failed Creation of Samael She Comes from the Deep She Comes from The Heavens' Vault To End the dawn of the Demon Purge this land of all Vice Kali Yuga will be nevermore The one of Sublime Cassandra, Bringer of Muspelheim


Details | Rhyme | |

Nothing More Or Less

Millions of lives and souls untold
And to account it all
Words, lines, films
Imagination trims
A sliver of soft, scarlet ribbon
Hollywood rounds
Quills deliver
Writers flare with passion so strong
Filling minds with fantasies, reveries, histories
Tragedies
We consume it all like freshly baked bread
We feed until we are engorged and fed
A viral, universal mess
Ideas and unmade memories
Nothing more or less

My eyes remain glued to the screen
Living it all out
Tears dare to flow—to doubt
I should have thought of that
Can I truly let myself believe,
Someone else lived that!
Pound away your directors, script-writers, fighters
For miles and miles of stories remain unread
While the unknown remain in the grounds of humble malnourishment
Dead
Careers for the mind with a twist of the fable
Left us savage for the meal and the crumbs under the table
I can never let the raw truth rest
Naked, bare and empty—soothed
Nothing more or less

I cringed for originality 
Observed the world through the unedited scripts
The very act, the poetry pact
The wild animal drooling in the back
I was slapped in the face by my boss who had cracked
As the reviews bloated less and less
They wanted something awful, something flaw-ful—something new
And this empty brain in agony—HISSED 
I have lived in no epic battle of account
Of the collateral sufferings of my brothers
The stories the red carpet smothers
And still I ache to create
Before the other ones discover
I returned with ‘‘oh me’s’ and ‘oh my’s’’
With a work of pure genius—a storybook of lies
Nothing more or less

Little have I lacked to dream
Of contortioned pulls and dramatic fire
Stories that rarely brittle or tire
I fiddled with precious glass on edge
Foully eager for self-damage
As if it would trigger some legitimate spark 
Searching for creatures and features in the dark
No one unlocked the passage that night
For the starving idea-parched malice of right
But all welcomed with open arms
A pale mannequin filled with jewels and charms
Consuming, fuming dooming
All ghosts hoping, screaming, looming
Hoping that one day they would find themselves on the big screen
Their legacy real as it can possibly get
Nothing more or less


Details | Verse | |

Solar Love

Every star is someone eles's son (shield your eyes) shrug off hate from everyone familiar place been here before thousands of nights the ocean shore coasts are changing minds align hate and fear must now resign connect the dots move my child tame the shy wake the wild shred advice relayed from the miser castrate cancer obstructing the wiser transcendental the hydrogen burns furnishing life each time earth turns


Details | Verse | |

The Poetic Blues

I think I self-sabotage unknowingly 
because of fear
So my message goes unheard because I’m afraid to let the people hear
And end up drowning in the poetic blues
doubting my ability to write about the truth;

I dug deeper and deeper into myself trying to write a poem good enough to be free of judgment
Then I stepped out on faith and suddenly I was triumphant 
and my writing grew 
and I was loving it
I had finally passed the fear of speaking and caring about who the fu*c! was judging it

As I wait to be inspired for the next poem, 
I sit and think alone and drown in my sorrows
Listening to jazz, blues and a.m. radio
trying to find an excuse not to perform at the SLAM 
because again I can’t think of a damn thing to write…..
Drowning in poetic blues
Will this be the one that will be thrown away and never be used 

Or will this be the one that transcends the others  
and finally prove that poetry is blues and blues is poetry and hip hop and jazz and r&b, 
Poetry is music and the words dance around in my soul 
and I am free once they become spoken 
In the meantime the paper is where the words will rest 
until the silence is broken

Drowning in the sea of proper delivery 
My voice, my stance, my intensity
How will others interpret the words that I’ve chosen so diligently?
I wrap my soul around the possibility that none of the words I choose – 
will keep me from becoming deluged and trapped by the poetic blues

Somehow my heart refuses to accept that I don’t deserve to have my words heard 
and it takes over this whole process
No more time for shrinking and feeling less
I was born to  make my words manifest light
I am a gorgeous medium to the truth yeah that's right
I was sent here to give you a piece of good news
Remember that God is with you when you get
The poetic blues


Details | Quatrain | |

Fallen Victim

I have fallen victim so many times
To nobody's fault except only mine.
I will ask for forgiveness and have faith,
Even though I feel like I am not saved.


Details | Ballad | |

The sunyassin

As far as I know this is a true story about Alexandra the great...Peter



The Sannyasin.

Alexander said to Dandamis
"Old man you come with me
For I need me a sannyasin
To take across the seas.
Hey you be just a beggar man
I'll make you rich indeed
You'll live a life of luxury
With everything you need.

Dandamis standing naked there
With silence in his essence
He had no fear at all did he
In the mighty leaders presence.
He said "I'll give you nothing friend
And there's nothing that I need
So Alexandra drew his sword
Tried to make the beggar plead.

Dandamis laughed and said these words
With power in his voice
"You can put that sword right through my heart
My friend, that be your choice.
But I left this body long ago
I have no use for it
So pierce this heart my fine young friend
It won't harm me a bit.

Alexander he was beaten
By a fearless beggar man
Though he had won most of the world
Dandamis foiled his plans.
The beggar said "You say you're great
But that's not true at all
For any man that thinks he's great
He be merely a fool


Details | Rhyme | |

Mirror Me

What lies behind the mirror,

What hides within the clouds,

Who protects my mirror,

Who takes shelter  in the crowds,

I protect my mirror,

Hide it from view,

For lying behind your mirror,

Is another side of you,

Some days you’ll be happy,

And others you’ll be sad,

Your eyes will cry your heart will bleed,

But yet you’ll still be glad,

Your loss will fade away,

For you’ll gain something new,

But once you lose yourself,

Then there’s nothing left of you,

With everything I do,

And every sight I’ll see,

I protect my mirror,

Because it shelters me.


Details | Alliteration | |

Armageddon

Flames roared through the nights sky. 
A glimpse of blue still protruded through the flames. 
The heat warmed the mortals below. 
They believed that this was a great night. 
The sky emulated a beautiful red color. 
The color was extraordinary with remnants of blue. 
They believed that they were all safe. 
They were not nearly as safe. 
They were witnessing Armageddon. 
The war between good and evil. 
For no one is safe until judgment day. 
That is the day when the sky will forever remain blue. 
The birds will sing a tune. 
The flowers will bloom. 
That will be the day. 
The day when we will all be ok.


Details | Rhyme | |

The Corporate Way

Give us an arm and a back if you may
We need a thousand units for the contract today
We'll pay you the money though just what you need
We'll take the rest and plant our seeds of greed
We believe in your future and security
We assume you need help through dicipline you see
We hope to make you happy with special treats and such
Although you may have some concerns,to us that don't mean much
We don't care if you're busted up,bleeding bad or dead
All we want is more production and messing with your heads
We greet you with a smile while inside laughing don't you know
We watch you come in full of life and empty when you go
We are a lifetime achievement,yeah,your body and your soul
We will not be satisfied 'till we have full control
We'll treat you all like animals if we choose to do so
We'll even invite an audience to enjoy the show
You won't get very far here except our favorite sons
We only favor dirty knees and noses,big brown ones
Now give us more production and don't give us any gup
or you'll be in deep trouble when you get written up
We just know what we are worth when all is done and said
Come and earn a happy life,heh,enjoy it when you're dead!!!


Details | Rhyme | |

The halo effect

If there is one thing I remember
It is what life told
Just open your eyes
All that glisters may not be gold
So who is to blame and whose fault I hold
The halo effect, the one in disguise
Manifesting deception in front of thy eyes
Treat one different because of their look
Why read? Judge the cover of the book?
But you do read others because they don’t have the look
If you understand, how long has it took?
The halo effect, we magnify a trait
Condone the flaws, we magnify a trait
Attractiveness, is this what you mean?
All this talk, my perception a feign?
What I see, aint what it seem?
Huh, thanks for this, as well as that.
The halo effect, my mind was hacked. 


Details | Rhyme | |

Not A Hero

I'm not a hero for saving this game, and turning it around
I'm in entrepreneur for creating this game, from underground
I put these words together and spit 'em, so while you listen to my flow,
realize that none of this is for money, I do it as food for the soul.

Understand that these words are nothing, but a few syllables,
that are never gonna be read out over a microphone.
Unless I, actually make it, so this is make it or break it,
shatter it and glue it then do the same as I continue my day shift.

Of letting people step over me, and I'm slowly exploding,
'cause these people never sit down they wanna see me create a scene.
They wanna see me let go of this grudge, and finally blow up,
but why would I give these people anything that they want?

They're never gonna repay me, I need somebody to save me,
I need a friend that isn't gonna turn around and betray me.
So I keep writing, and letting my emotions run out through this pen,
cause I'll do anything to keep myself away from giving in.


Details | Rhyme | |

I Can't Do It Without YOU Lord

Lord, I can’t do it by myself. 
 I already tried.
My friends told me that I could. 
 But they all lied.

No matter how much I try.  
And whatever I do.
I realize…  Dear Jesus…  
How much I NEED YOU!

All of my faults and failures…  
To you I bring.
I trust you with my life. 
 I give you everything!

I know it was you lord.  
You’ve spirit found me!
And now…  Each day ..  
Your love surrounds me!

You are the reason 
 I am living today.
How much I love you!  
More than words can say!

YOU have found me… 
 I no longer have to wander.
My love for you grows ever 
So fonder!

In YOU…  I have found love 
and pure delight…
You are with me.  
Every day and night!

All of my problems and trials…  
YOU understand.
And have been there for me.  
When no one else can!

All of my thanks and praise… 
 TO YOU is given!
You’ve changed my life. 
 I have a reason for livin’!

By Jim Pemberton    
04/23/11


Details | Free verse | |

Have You Ever Read

Dedicated to an author by the name of William Golding... Enjoy!!!


~Two boys meet on an island
~~One is skin 'n bones
~~~The other one is chubby

They discover a lagoon~
Ralph teases him by calling~~
him "Piggy" -  how mean!!~~~

Piggy asks him if
There are other people on 
The island with 'em

He has no clue
But this'll answer Piggy's question --
Other boys appear - 
All diverse shapes and sizes
What'll happen next??

You'll see...

Have you ever read The Lord of the Flies?
I recommend it if yah haven't read it yet - I must admit
It's a book full of adult words and it's simply...FASCINATING! - no lies
You should read it - or you'll regret it!



Details | Couplet | |

The prison of the keys

And now I've lost my papers,
My passport and my wife,
The very essence of
My identity and life.

My bank account is empty,
My cloths and garments sold,
My skin and bones are ashes,
Spread thin on the open road.

My old car's broken down,
No wheels to touch the floor,
The motor been dismantled,
Stripped clean down to the core.

The bailiffs and the policemen,
Have emptied my abode,
The promises I made you,
Have been auctioned out and sold.

The love I hold within me,
Is all that I now have left,
The rest is bleak illusion,
The bind man and the deaf.

The imaginary people ,
I thought were my friends,
Have left the scene forever,
As the road of life does bend.

And now I stand alone,
Upon this lonely hill,
I gaze upon the meanings,
The years have silently killed.

In the roaring storms of thunder,
In the lightning in the night,
In the whispering of the children,
In the white doves lonely flight.

In the dust of many ages,
That has settled on my soul,
In the ashes of my humanity,
That has filled my begging bowl.

The ancient breeze is blowing,
Calling me to my knees,
To behold the light within me,
In the prison of the keys.

more at http://labyrinthoflies.com


Details | Free verse | |

Color of a Man's Character

The Color of a Man’s Character
We all bleed
And cleave to 
Those we leave

We all smile when we are greeted
And cry when we are mistreated

Why do we choose to abuse others 
For the color of their skin?

Why do we think that only 
Our own color should win?

We’re all the same underneath 
We all deserve peace 
When we lay down to sleep

Love one another while you can
Show your son how to be gracious
The color of a man’s character 
Is how he treats his fellow Man.


Details | Free verse | |

Bright light

Bright light. Warm light. Though I know my sins can scorch and burn.
Please dear Son… Keep me in your light during my darkest turns.
Help me have the courage, to leave my hiding place behind.
Take my hand and lead me out, again into the sunshine.

Warm my soul and warm my face… and give me the courage to hang on.
Bequeath to me a portion… of your light… enough to lead me on.
Do not let me fall and falter further into the darkening night.
For I have seen the sadness there… as it wraps around my heart.

The Dark behind awaits me… The Son can lead me forth.
All around are currents that batter me, and send me back and forth.
Relentless is this life and all the pain it gives… Don’t forget to find me…
Please save me once again...


Details | Light Poetry | |

An Uncaring World

We Live in  world that lacks genuine love and affection towards
their fellowman.
Why are so many uncaring towards one another.
People today don't care what they do or say and who they say it 
to, understandably the world has and is still undergoing changes
there is a whole lot more pressure on people these days
especially the younger generation which causes anger,
depression and frustration.

Then there is now the extra worries of the global ressession
which causes misery and grief but where is the 
sense of relief people are in much despair over 
the financial state as they fear their jobs
are at stake.

The world seems to be in a real angry state, due to
all the atrocities and anomisty there is 
which makes people uncaring and  can cause others to
feel intimidated to even walk the streets and not
looking at people that they meet as there is no
trust anymore in the world.

How did we get to this where nothing seems right,
where angry people argue and fight,
only evil is in sight.
Happiness is just a dream, not a reality or so it may
seem.

What went wrong in the world that caused so much
grief and anguish when did it begin, it started in
1914 when the world saw the first world war,
the reason for the troubles since then was the
devil Satan was thrown out of heaven  to the
earth and  soon he is to be destroyed so while he
has the time left he is causing so much upheaval
as he is full of anger knowing he will soon be gone, as
God Jehovah will rid the earth of Satan and his demons
and he will restore the earth to A Paradise in
peace and security instead of all the unrest and
anomosity.  People will be happy for all 
eternity.



Details | Monorhyme | |

I Love To Cry

When you dont look at me,
With other things to do when you are busy.
You seldom turn around and smile
You are with me, but just for a while.

I think of what will make me sad
Of things which ever make me mad.
And isolate myself away from you,
Wandering around what next to do.

And a long wait, a peek from the corner of my eye;
Feeling the pain grow, as to forget I try.
And then when it is already too late,
I notice your concerned stride past the gate.

You cuddle me, like a baby you hold,
Trying to reassure your love pre-told.
To get you near me, look at me, I could die;
And that is one reason I love to cry...


Details | Epigram | |

Sin Not

Evil thoughts equal sin
One must purge them within


Details | Free verse | |

A Woman Created By Law and Men

The twelve were coming in …, 
twelve like gods, with sealed fates.
Mortals with keys to death and dungeons of hell, 
where devils walked in numbers, and are owned; 
they are someone’s belongings. I could not see me.
That place is it where there is blood without formed elements … 
or nutrients. Colors became significant (blue and red).
We know of the black and white barriers; 
the ones we pretend do not breathe in Washington. 
Brothers and a nation are built behind steel bars.

The thought of that woman, 
the woman that stands bold 
with torch beckoning to come and taste the dream, 
is like a haunted house, and I, a little child of three.
How she defends self-government 
while she’s trapped at sea. Freedom is a long way …
Liberty is far-flung, 
but I must not lose what is left of free will.
When the verdicts are festooned, 
they ought to downgrade the others;
there should be no rivalry. 
Without such it is simple to mislead the bulk.


I am my better half; 
I come clean without boasting on my tongue.
I often wondered if Hilary plagues … 
because she believes she has a better hand, 
or is there absolute amnesty. 
This thought I contemplate to summon sleep
 instead of counting sheep. 
The guy who swings the three iron, I often think of his wife; 
how her shoes were on to run. Was it hurt are shame?
Love is far too shallow to be called love.


I shall kill her, 
and set her in the depth, 
where she will be eaten by her conscience; 
sometimes I questioned if there’s one. 
Maybe one is near, but suppressed.
I must kill her 
with this ball-point that poured out the contents
of a lamenting soul; she must go before she is far gone. 
Is the law a crooked device,
 a mean provided for some to get even?
Who suffers when she cried wolf?
Hell is the amount of her condescension.
She has to die, to live anew, 
and to allow the halves to live.


Details | Free verse | |

Soy Sauce Spills

Soy sauce drains 
Into the white, clustered rice
Stepped on…
spills . . . 
Soy sauce taints
The whiteness of the grain
 It slips out of my hands
No use...no point in crying out in rage
Though I was starving, 
I'll just eat another thing and start on a new page

I'm hungry like a swine
I wish I can earn back my snack!
I'm as angry as a bull
I'm about ready to attack! Attack!
Soy sauce packages
Fall unto the dirty school ground
Stepped on
By bratty, conceited teens
They really need to eat their greens
Instead of junkfood and pizza
They should drink some water
Instead of drinking sugary drinks or
 Sucking on popsicles obnoxiously
Why did the soy sauce spill? Seriously....


Details | Rhyme | |

Do You Feel Like Ending Everything


Perhaps you feel like your life is “spiraling down” It’s as if everything’s come “crashing to the ground” Is your lie filled with A lot of apprehension? Just living day by bay with a lot of tension? Maybe you’re at a “low point” and very “distraught.” In life’s circumstances… you feel trapped and caught. If you feel confused… Like you’re in a “trance…” God’s word says to TRUST HIM, in every circumstance! God’s here to pick you up,\ when you stumble! He’s always do it, And never grumble! If life’s dealt you a bad hand, don’t try name it! Jesus loves you so much! It’s hard to explain it! All of heaven invites you to Invite Jesus as your lord! An eternal life with him, can be your great reward! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Monoku | |

Alarming Instincts

Instincts can do harm ~ when insecurities trigger the alarm


Lay


Details | Blank verse | |

Inside

Oh Christ, catch an idea
Stuck in the throat
Choking, coughing, spitting                                                                                          
The idea of salvation?
Ground in till belief flourishes
Understood by sight and senses
Those who undertake the holy journey
The truths of all who laugh and cry
Span the time, limitless decades
Watching water flow
Mountains sitting surprise
Blue skies span limitless views
Telling things in quiet voice
And all the time I cough
Cough and retch and spit
whatever it is I hold inside


Details | Haiku | |

More Randomness

Must finish homework
Bio, hard Math, and German 
Ooh! Look! Butterfly...


Details | Rhyme | |

Many Choices Many Voices


During our life... we have many choices. We see a lot of faces and hear many voices. There is a voice... like no other. The words are "sweeter than butter." It's the same voice that calmed the storm in Galilee. It's the voice that offers life abundantly. Please listen to the voice of your saviour today... And really listen to the words he has to say... "Come... follow me... and be born again!" "I'll wash you clean... and take away your sin!" His voice speaks peace to the troubled soul. And speaks joy and love to make you whole. Christ can do it with his blood-cleansing power. He can do it... this very hour! His voice beckons a never ending call. Come to him now... He's worth it all! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Rhyme | |

Are You Ready to Meet Jesus

Are You Ready to Meet Jesus? One day soon, there’ll be A meeting In the air! God’s people will gather, from everywhere! Jesus will return,, for you and me! He wants to take us all! For eternity! People will be there! Both young and old! Being with Jesus forever! On streets paved with gold! When he comes, no one knows! When he does, may we be ready to go! Live you life, as if He came right now! One day, before him, Every knee shall bow! May we live a Godly life, in everything! As we look forward to, the return of the king! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Free verse | |

Reflections: Intellectualism

To Dine, To Die;
Conversations spiral
While thunderous eyes
Grasp concepts to recycle.

Constant debt crisis
A political paradox
Grating social devices
Over the sorting of socks.

Pseudo-analysis
An endless groan
Argumental paralysis
The debate grants no throne.

Existentialism
Over a roast
Potatoes won't listen
To who talks the most.

"That point is so interesting"
The floor is open for chat
"What is real?" not a thing
"Meow" adds the cat.


Details | Rhyme | |

My Brother Needed Prayer

My brother came to me, desperate for prayer! Filled with hopelessness and despair! I reached out to him to begin to pray… But I couldn’t find any words to say! The Holy Spirit began tugging at my heart within… Convicting me of holding on to a “secret sin.” THIS SIN, God told me I must first let go, For this was eating at my soul! My prayer life had been such a mess! I repented! And to God… I confessed! I called out to Jesus’ precious name! Inviting him into my heart to reign! On bended knees before my Lord I began to bow, My prayer was going to be answered… Somehow! The prayer request for my brother Was going to be met! For God has never failed me YET! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Rhyme | |

Beginning Again

There I go again,
hiding myself away,
afraid to be who I am,
and say what I want to say.

How did I slip back here,
full of insecurity?
Trying to fulfill the expectations
I thought others had of me.

"Keep the focus on yourself."
Is my reminder through the day.
I pray to God for strength,
and guidance along the way.

I am restored to sanity,
His serenity I feel,
for living in the moment,
helps my tender heart to heal.


Details | Ballad | |

Starcrossed Tragedy

A Silent Night's Hunt for a Tigress so blunt, Left the Fiend dancing with my Thisbe's Cloack But where was She? Her Drenching blood is all I can see The Night of Sanguine, The Night of Rapture, Tonight was meant to be All Behold This Tragedy ran by Dark Energy, My Lost Lover's Plea A seed of what is to come, In this starcrossed Tragedy, For I can not live without you, My Pyramus, All I need, My reason to Breathe One sight of me bleeding away from reality, started this tragedy and with me It shall Grow The Pain wasn't enough for me, To Live on with me Love without consequence, The Damned Saint, The Angelic Demon The Darkness of the Sea, Carries away with me, In this Starcrossed Tragedy A Star traveling across the moonless Night Sky, In the mid-summer of Verona, Fell from her glorious light, I have lost my guide, My need for Life Every balcony I'll climb for you, Just to Caress you once more But now it is too Late, My Juilet Let the Poison Fill me My Body dyed In silence, Dipped in Paralysis, Forging the Will of God, Feigning the Clutches of Death, My Romeo I prithee to you, See past The Illusion, Caught in the Webs of Love's delusion A Dagger reached my heart once To see you martyr for our love A Dagger reached my heart twice The Pain wasn't enough for me, To Live on with me Love without consequence, The Damned Saint, The Angelic Demon The Darkness of the Sea, Carries away with me, In this Starcrossed Tragedy Once the Morning Retired from her weeping The sun shined into her eyes, then his Lifeless, their dream will live on Every Petal will be Avenged The Pain wasn't enough for me, To Live on with me Love without consequence, The Damned Saint, The Angelic Demon The Darkness of the Sea, Carries away with me, In this Starcrossed Tragedy


Details | Free verse | |

The Switch Up

Contractual agreements with publisher caused DELETION


~JSLambert


Details | Rhyme | |

Where Will I Be Tomorrow

Where Will I Be Tomorrow? Where will I be tomorrow? That’s my question! I continue traveling on… Seeking my life's "mission." There are many roads, and journeys to go on. I’m trying to find out, where I really belong. There are many choices of what to do and see… There's both good and bad waiting for me! But, there is a God who called out my name. When I heard his voice... To him, I came! He gave me a promise! A 100% guarantee! He promised to forgive my sins, that I may be free! I will spend today and tomorrow with him! I’m going to take time, and get to know him! I'm here today! I don't know what tomorrow will bring! But I can trust Jesus! To take care of everything! Where will I go? I know where I will be! Spending time with my Lord! For eternity! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Rhyme | |

Lea

What happened to us? Did it just take one night?
How does a beautiful friendship turn into mistrust and fights?
Everyone was against us. Did our love make us blind?
We seemed to be winning the race, and now we're so far behind.
I love you. I love you! Me and you, It's my life.
If money didn't matter, I would make you my wife.
Nothing makes me happier then to see a smile on your face.
I love your style, your car, your taste, and your place.
It's home to me, baby. You invited me into your world.
My angel, my treasure, my dream, and my girl.
The one I held close at night and hung out with all day.
The one I fought for her rights, the one who took my breath away.
We've had our ups, we've had our downs, and if this you happen to read,
I want you to know that I love you. Lea, it's you that I need!


Details | Verse | |

Armageddon Pt 1

It's bout to get worse
It was written in the verse
The truth hurts
ARMAGEDDON WILL NOT BE TELEVISED

When the time comes
No one's gonna hold up a sign
saying it's time to "get right"
It's gone come like a thief in the night!
Blowin' up and wreckin ish!
The war you want is the war you gone get
It was written before our time
We keep looking at the signs
manifest before our very eyes
constantly denying our right
to be one of the meek ones of our time
ARMAGEDDEON WILL NOT BE TELEVISED

We're at the end of what used to be existence
Every super power will answer to a higher power 
so pray repentence
The time is closer than any distance
From Washington to Obama
No one will escape the wrath!
Hope you choose the right path!
Narrow is the gate of the righteous tracks
that are imprented on the mind of the omnipotent one
Will you be spared life on earth with the meek ones
and accurately take in knowledge of his son?
OR will you perish in the dust
never to be awakened again?
No consciousness of sin
ARMAGEDDON WILL NOT BE TELEVISED!

It's in the verses
Read it, see it, live it, rehearse it
You see the times changing
You see the minds fading
You see the world and how messed up it is
You see that nigga satan and his curses!
I pray to have a chance to live a beautiful paradise on earth like it say in the verses!
ARMAGEDDON WILL NOT BE TELEVISED

YOU HAVE OFFICIALLY BEEN WARNED


Details | Epic | |

The Settlement of the Four Ligures

The stones slipped through the great fingertips of God
Each ligure staked its existence on the four corners of the universe
The quadrivial region began to spin and pull into a sphere
And pathways revealed their footholds 

The fourth ligure bravely landed in the midst of history
So that one day the future settlement of the second 
Would be moved by the last—by the past
Suffering much it stayed
Manifesting in incandescent words
Thrusting evanescence upon the weak
Selfless, it's sorrow would move the merriest
Would move the unmovable

The third lies in the profound valley of mystical guardians
Star-recruited, they are the very light above the canvas of gray
They embrace the stone—are inspired by the stone  
The very reflection of their creator was evident
Upon their unremitting glimmers
Unafraid to stare the others down
Motivated and construed by the glower of death
Eyes move fixedly beyond the simple vast

The second ligure rested upon the shoulders of invisible martyrs 
The hopeful power it planted on the sufferers was unbelievable
For spectators used their disbelief to cover their ever-placed envy
They never were part of the battle—they merely watched
Always seeing truth
But they never quite absorbed
Like a rock hitting the water
The inevitable fate was to fly and sink

The first of the ligures settled in the very reservoir of Satan himself
Even the very heart of the devil is marked
Though rebellion embarked  
The cold stone landed upon his naked bosom
He despaired not to the pericopal truth the gods had bestowed upon him
He merely despised it
But wished not to lose it
For such a stone to fall upon that dark corner—he felt pride for the gracious wound

In truth, there are twelve ligures of stone 
And four were dispersed, dropped into the universe
The last eight the great Eternal wears upon his breastplate 
And only He can re-move these ligures

-July 20, 2013-
-For Shadow Himilton's Any Subject Contest-
-Thanks for the inspiration-


Details | Rhyme | |

Drenched in Silence

Unbearable thoughts barreling through my head
Decaying in this silent chamber...
Where I desperately cry for help

Words come out useless...I have no capability to yelp
They haven't collapsed in the hands of the unforgiving jail-keeper
This pain grows in my bones...making me weaker
No one bothers to consider me
Circulated by envious glory
That snicker at my carrion body as it drops in dripping failures
Dragged by the sickening thought of living with jailers
As if i had no outlook to life...

I'm still placed in this cold-heartened chamber
Because I'm drenched in silence...
haunted by the deafening atmosphere 
sensing a load of terrorized fear

Shame embraced me, never leaving my presence
Cautious of the hovering thoughts,
transforming itself into my dreadful, panicky past

This hopelessness doesn't seem to matter
In this chamber of deceitfulness

Someday...hopefully Someday...
This silent chamber will shatter 

For now,  I'll abide in this loathsome,
silent chamber 
Until God, My  Savior, will shatter this wretched place
Into smithereens 

                                                                                         
                            

	


Details | Free verse | |

Beauty in the Beast

Behind the shadows of one of my dark nights,
I could always hear your damning scream.
So destructive you are and most definitely the principle to my pleasure with this pain.
In the still of one of my Moonlit nights,
Entire shadows went completely insane.
It cursed me until finally I gave in and I came.
Standing behind despairing shadows, they seemed so supreme.
That beast is much too hollow for the depth I declare to redeem.
That beast has such an untimely yet, climatic recognition.
And he is much too wicked for my most harsh extremes.
All at once these moments brought forth my own conviction.
He calls out to me begging me by my God-given Earthly name.

My, my how he opens my constricted eyes in an upright direction.
To the true nature of a man living in a wondrous cloth so plain!
That beast is more than I could've ever dared to imagine him to be.
My Dearest God I do say to my one and only admirable Thee,
I love that Heavenly King, thy Holy One and no more can I add.
His depth I feel even when I am not what I seem.
Yet, I hold a masters key to that beauty in the beast.

Forever and always, you shall reign an Earthly king so enjoy your feast.
Even when the whole wide world thinks that I have gone completely mad,
Yet, I am perfectly holding the only hope even when they are all insane.

To God Almighty and to you earthly kings,
I give to you my right hand delivering priceless love blessed by my name,
Because I was the only one through sickness of my own weakness,
So now their courage shall bleed with every bit of their gambled pain.
I say to you, the beauty in the beast has finally earned his rightful name.
Albeit, I also say to you that victory shall forever rise above his reign.



Details | Prose Poetry | |

Thread of Hope

As all I’d ever termed wondrous bliss unexpectedly died -
As my fantasy of a reality with destruction did collide -
My hopes shattered around me like glass in countless pieces,
Fragments suspended in mocking beauty as time freezes…

The clock hand ticks forward and it all crashes to the floor
My knees hit rock-bottom when I could take no more
All I now see is blackness where once there was color
Gone appears the light from the sun and its fervor…

I begin to walk away from the pond of shattered dreams
But the glass is in my clothes and cutting through my heart, it seems
Perhaps I am too close, the smoke is clouding my full view-
Glance up at the tower, instinctively know what to do…

Run up the steps; one, two,three hundred endless stairs
And I barely catch my breath, or have time to fill lungs with air -
Before the ground beneath my feet crumbles into sand
Loud thunder above me rumbles as I fall back down on land…

And I hit rock-bottom again
Thinking this must be the end
For surely no human can go through this pain
And still see rainbows through the rain…

The whole world seems gray and black tonight
With not a speck of pure, identifiable white in sight
Nothing is untouched, gone is everything -
Then how do I glimpse in that crack a thin white string?

Among the dirt, surely this uncorrupted clean string is not real
But just to verify the hopeless doubts, I reach out a hand to feel
And to my electric surprise, it’s most tangible indeed
I yank it out attached to a note, uncrumple it and read:

“Verily, with every hardship comes ease” [Quran 94:6]

That white thread...
Of hope.


Details | Romanticism | |

Reflections in the Firelight

The wood is piled
my emotions riled
Sweet expectations
settle in my soul

Sweat dappled brows
my emotions drowse
sudden conclusions
fill in the hole

of my heart.

The fire started in the pit
warming ourselves 
in it's globe
and there we sit
like two lost elves
waiting to disrobe

Take your time,
Love
The perfect man
does exist.

rlm '09


Details | Rhyme | |

Shimmering Darkness

She woke up everyday 
to the beckoning of death's toll. 
But decided to embrace life, 
pulling herself from the darkened hole. 

With a new brightness in her eyes, 
she lived life as partially buried gold. 
Never afraid of the darkness, 
or what the future may hold. 

Shimmering beneath the dirt, 
her beauty shall now unfold. 
True legacy lies hidden to reign, 
for a prodigy has risen from bitter cold. 

One example of grace goes far, 
farther then any story ever told. 
With strength that comes from deep within, 
that's been held from days of old. 

Among the majority she lived, 
witnessing atrocities flare. 
From her soul she would always give, 
though no one seemed to care. 

As the bells of sadness began to ring, 
she would rise above the gloom. 
Out of darkness and despair she would sing, 
with a melody that filled the room. 

The tears that had fallen proved as strength, 
to her ever-impending light. 
Onward traveling to any length, 
for what she believed was right. 

When darkened paths shimmer, 
despite the pangs of apathy, 
through life she will always glimmer, 
no matter what the tragedy.


-Collab with Dan Kearley! You're the best, Dan!


Details | Epigram | |

Like A Sytematic Automatic Replay

This record player has a switch
Then there is the pitch and ditch


Details | I do not know? | |

Forever Angel

FOREVER ANGEL.

Right?

There is always an angel there by your side at all times. 

Even if you don't see or hear the angel, its always there.
 
Their there for you when things get tough. Right there by your side with an arm around your 
sholder.

                           (God didn't promise that life would be easy.
       But he did promise that he will be by your side every step of the way.)

 If you just think about this when you're alone, you'll relize that you not alone.
                
 
*please comment if you like or just have a thought. (or fav poem if you like*                       

                                   -Angel4eva23


Details | Cinquain | |

EPIC

                                                               EPIC
                                                        Lives  Epiphanic;
                                                      Lives are epiphanic;
                                                    Our lives are epiphanic;
                                                                Epic.


Details | Lyric | |

The Moment of Atonement

My Dear World,
I owe you an apology;

Forgive me
for I have distorted thee:
lying passionately,
I failed to accept you
by chimera deceptional
I wanted to surmount you
believing myself
to be exceptional.

Forgive me My World
my bitterness,
narcissism
and selfishness;
for a fool I was
since the truth 
was consciously unknown to me
thus calamitious the discovery would be.

Please forgive me
all the souls my ambition eradicated,
all the feelings my sharp tongue destroyed,
all the emotions my cold heart repudiated,
for how much all those deeds I enjoyed.

I was then infected;
the infection seemed incurable
as I wanted it to be -
or wasn't I aware how diseased I was?

My Dear World,
I owe you an apology;

Forgive me
my blindness
to the beauty of life;

With myself in centre
I would not look around
for distorted was my perception
by a deceitful projection
of perfect me in faulty universe.



My Dear World,

Thank you
for
instant recovery of my senses,
the wisdom you blessed me with,
the pain myself was redefined through.

Yester year
I reached the deepest depth
slowly losing my pride -
my psyche was nearing death
in plight I could hardly abide -
I understood a mere human I am.

Now I laugh
enjoying my life
every day forsooth
heartily 
and with ruth.



Thank you
My Dear World
Please, forgive me.


Details | Free verse | |

They

They pronounce to me there is but no ordinary
Then how is it that being dissimilar achievable?
They notify me everyone is diverse
Then is it that being diverse to be ordinary?

They advise to me there is no flawlessness 
But is perfection attainable?
They inform me it is once you do everything acceptably 
So what happens when everything is accepted inaccurately?

They tell me an assortment of things
They inquire about my thoughts
But I have learned time after time to declare to ‘them’:
I want to be the me I once sought


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What do you see

What do you see?
The world is in my eyes
Tears are in my cries
The truth is in my lies
Success in all tries
The limit in my skies
Even salt is on my fries
So when you look in my eyes
Sincere without lies
To answer the question when arise
What do you see?


Details | Didactic | |

Second Thoughts

Why we always look away
From what our eyes desire to see?

Then we think
‘I should have…’

We look back
And we can’t see

It walked away -
We let it be

Why it always walks away
When we want to give a try?

We look back every day
And we pray for one last stand

Then we think back in regret
‘Why i hadn’t…’
Each time we cry

One day we will forget-
The day when we die


Details | Quatrain | |

Our unbelief

Far away as we can be from one another
As if separated by oceans and lands
Contentment resides when no matter
The distance, I believe in you to the end.

Expectations can alter the view
When a deed does not fit
That will affect that precious bond
That connects our souls, causing a shift.

Your disbelief widens the gap
And suddenly you see a distorted picture
That tears your insides apart
And your heart has been hurt.

But when you remember your belief
And you keep reaching out
Because you can't let go, though you grieve
Something unexpected is found out.

As wounded you are, another is hurt too
Your actions have caused grief
To the one you thought had failed you
Stricken by the pain of your unbelief.

Far away as we can be from one another
As if separated by oceans and lands
Contentment resides when no matter
The distance, we believe in each other to the end.

Soon we will be close to one another again
We will understand the gift we have received
Our bond will reach a strength beyond gain
Because our love overcame our unbelief.


By CarolineCécile
Copyright © 03.29.11


Details | Rhyme | |

I'm Coming Out And Am Proud Of It

There are proud people “coming out!” Yet, they have no idea what real life is about! Many brag about a lifestyle that’s revealing. Yet have lost God’s purpose and meaning! I’m coming out for Jesus! I’ve nothing to hide! I’ve asked him to take away my sin and pride! Of my own accomplishments... I’ve nothing to boast! But I’m proud of God the father, son and holy ghost! Whatever pride we have… We’ve all sinned! Jesus told us; “you must be born again!” Nothing that I’ve done is worth “bragging of.” Rather, I’ve done things that I’m ashamed of! But God reached down to where I was standing! And filled my life with his peace and understanding! The more I have of Jesus, the less I need of me! His power alone is what can truly set me free! I’m coming out for Jesus! The redeemer of my soul! I’m going to shout it! So the whole world may know! I’m not ashamed of Jesus! I am NOT! By his mercy… My sins have been blood bought! For each step you take to God… He takes two! Won’t you allow him to do his work through YOU? A life of righteousness and holiness is what God is asking! Come now! And receive HIS life! It’s everlasting! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Ballade | |

Tribute to two wonderful people

My tribute to two wonderful guys

I know I’ve said it all before
But I must tell you again
About a man called John Sherman
Maybe I write in vain
But I must tell the world about
The two guys in my life
Who I’ll put on a pedestal
John and his lovely wife

He don’t come from religion
Nor any beliefs at all
He’s more like a Psychologist
His approach is wonderful
To don’t claim to be a Guru
He’s just a humble man
Yet he will do most anything
To help you if he can.

Once I suffered oh, so much
With anxiety and fear
I hated me, the whole damned world
My head was never clear
My wife was set to leave me
My kids thought me so low
All because of a foolish war
So lonely I did grow.

Then John he showed me just one act
And said ‘That’s it, that’s all!’
And I just listened to the man
Though I am not a fool
And now It’s four years later
And my heart is filled with bliss
There’s nothing could destroy it
That’s just the way it is.

No more the fear of life is here
No more the fear of death
No more that awful greyness
No more I feel bereft
Every day to me right now
Is another brand new day
As life becomes more beautiful
In every kind of way.



I know I talk about john a lot, don't want to bore anyone, but what I gained from him was absolutely phenomenal, and my main reason for joining poetry groups was so people might know of him...Peter


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Perfidy to the Fidelity

I see perfidy to the fidelity which is replete of your treachery 
Too bad we ain’t cool, because for you was a melody 
About the despicable ingredients that thrive back then
To create aspersions for my heart to grow fat in
You having a back of mine was thought to be perpetual 
From grabbing the horns, I saw it was all bull
So when I manifest this light, you shouldn’t be in my sight
I’m watching my own back when you enter a fight
No more under the timber, will my name be in December
Forgive and forget the final Thursday of November
Perfidy to the fidelity, I’ll always remember 


Details | I do not know? | |

What people might think

People may say that i am a spoiled little brat.
    Only becuase they see what they wan't to see.
   We all have been through things in our life time that we just want to forget, but we just can't  seem to forget.

My mom has put me through many things "but lets not say" in the past.  And i have learned from some of those things.  It made me a stronger person inside and outside. 

  I don't know my father at all. I wasn't even born when my mom was around him.
 But i have a loving family.

I would never change my past even if i had the chance.  Becuase if i did then i wouldn't be 
where i am now.

 People who are out there that are judging people based on how they act or look, are stupid. Wise up and grow up... 
Those people you judge have a GOOD reason for the way they look or act.
 And maybe they need some one there to talk to. To get things off their 
back.

                        Just like the saying. "Don't judge a book by it's cover"



*just something  that i had to say* :)comment if you have a thought (or fav poem if you like it)*
  
                                        


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The Blood Of Jesus Still Sets Men FREE

The blood of Jesus still sets men free!
So we can live with him…  For eternity!

The power of Jesus and his resurrection…
Brings his presence and a holy conviction!

The love of Jesus brings sweet relief!
May his way of living be our belief!

The glory of Jesus outshines the rest!
Whatever he gives, is always the BEST!

The words of Jesus give much
 needed direction!
It sustains our lives and gives
 godly correction!

The voice of Jesus speaks to everyone today!
May we listen to what he has to say?

He beckons one and all to receive his salvation!
He’s already called, 
and given the invitation!

His blood can wash and cleanse every stain!
You can find it all… 
 In the power of HIS NAME!

By Jim Pemberton    07/23/13


Details | Couplet | |

He Climbs




**He climbs so high above the sky I'm afraid he can't come down

**And yet, why should he descend at all if he is likely to wear a frown?


Details | Rhyme | |

What If You LOST EVERYTHING



"What If... You Lost Everything?" What if your "luck has all run out?" "No one listens" no matter how loud you shout. What if your life has come to "a dead end road." You've lost everything... Even your car's been towed. What if all you have "suddenly disappeared." As the storms of life have “appeared." What if you got on your knees in prayer. Knowing there's a God who really does care. What if you gave Jesus complete control. Giving him your life, heart and eternal soul. What if Jesus gently wiped away your tears. And his peace calmed all anxiety and fears. What if you realized at this moment in time. Jesus is worth more than a large gold mine. What if he restored that you've lost & all that's been tekan. With him on board... You're never forsaken! An abundant life is that he promised to give. And he will enrich your life each day that you live! By JIm Pemberton


Details | Free verse | |

life now

the life that you have now 
is the one you will cry over when you are removed from it 
it happens that many lives are taken 
away from the now and when we lived 
the can’t grow fast enough is bicycle hard to catch up to 
crispy in leaves, and, bare under the bark


Details | Prose Poetry | |

An End to Aloneness

In my life I often feel I am alone; alone in my thoughts, alone in my musings, alone in my day-to-day movements and unsatisfying activities. I move like a ghost through hallways and down sidewalks, unnoticed and, at times, gratefully so. 
I do not wish to be eternally alone. I long for togetherness. But despite this desire for a real connection, I find myself regularly retreating from that temperamental beast that is human interaction. 

“Come on now, sweetheart. Don’t lower your head. Don’t look away. Look up! Smile at someone! No! Don’t go back into your bedroom. Don’t lock the door! Why are you doing this?” my brain will plea. 

I can’t help myself. Aloneness is comfortable. In being alone, I don’t have to worry about anyone but myself. I don’t have to please anyone else. I can think anything I want, wear anything I want, listen to anything I want, and laugh at anything I want. 

And still there remains that nagging desire to be loved and wanted and needed by somebody. I do not know the feeling of being truly desired. I do not know what it is like for someone to crave my company, my smile, my kiss, or my touch. 

                                                                              But I would like to…

I cannot make someone love me or like me or want me in some primal way. It may hurt, but I cannot make that handsome boy want to hold my hand or brush my hair back behind my ear. I can only struggle on. I can only work within myself. I can only try every God damn day to hold my head up, keep my eyes fixed ahead, a give the world the best smile I have. I and I alone can bring myself out of the safety of my bedroom and into the bright world that lies beyond that locked door. 
	
I often find myself alone with nothing more than my thoughts and the ever-strong glow of a computer screen. But no longer will aloneness be the constant in my life. It is true that never having known the caress of a man’s hand on my thigh doesn't make me any less of a woman, but I fear that if I stay confined within myself much longer I will begin to become less of a human. A flower cannot grow if it retracts its leaves and petals every time it feels the warmth of the sun or the kiss of a gentle spring rain.  
	
And I want to grow. I want to grow so tall and blossom so big and beautifully that every place on earth is touched by my shadow at some point in the day. And I will grow. I will push myself and share myself with the world, and finally
							                                 finally
								                                   finally
know the closeness and comfort of love and honest, unabashed companionship.


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

MOM I'm Pregnant

What shall I say to her?

What if she knows?

Can she tell that I carry another soul?

As I wonder what would I tell mom...

All these thoughts paced through my head,

I should have NEVER laid in his bed...

Sweet nothings was ALL that he said...

He got what he wanted, then left, just fled...

I was weak a young victim a surely misled...




 When I confessed to my mother,

That I had slept with my lover,

And in a few months she'd be a grandmother...

Her face turned cherry red, yet words where still unsaid...

Days turned into months,

My belly stuck out further in front...




 Finally we spoke today,

She said "When is he due?"

I replied "This May the 8th."

She said "She loves me!"

That was it, nothing else to say but "I love you too mom, in a special way!"


For it will be a blessed Mothers Day...


My Statistic: Life is challenging enough, it tends to be even
Harder for adolescence because they don't
Know as much as they think they
Know in actuality they don't. But mistakes and accidents are
Apart of life.... You live and you learn...


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I've Found Everything I Need In Jesus


I’ve found a satisfaction in Jesus, I could never find!
His love has brought strength
and healing to my mind!

I’ve found a peace in knowing Jesus
 I never had before!
He’s taken away all of my burdens
 and so much more!

I’ve found a friend in Jesus, I didn’t think could exist!
Wherever I am or go….  
His presence is in my midst!

I’ve found in Jesus, a wonderful grace and sweetness!
His spirit has brought to my life
total completeness!

I’ve found a love in Jesus,
 that is truly worth sharing!
He is so patient and merciful
 and always caring!

I’ve found power in the words he’s spoken to me!
He’s removed the chains of bondage.  I am set free!

I hope that you’ll find this same Jesus that I know!
He brings everlasting love, that’ll 
minster to your soul!

I give you Jesus!  The precious son of God is he!
He invites you to be with him for all eternity!

I bless his name! And give him a heart
 of thanksgiving!
In him, I’ve found a brand
 new way of living!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Limerick | |

Times Running Out

The days seem so much closer together now , It is hard to keep up. Months click by me like weeks . Is this my time running out.
 I seem to lose things more often then I remember annd sometimes I need help . Am I going to forget it all before my time runs out.
So many more soreness it seems and I am sleeping alot . Will I sleep my days away? 
My dreams are confusing to me , I sometimes am not sure what is dream and what is real . It wont matter cause my time has run out.
It's a wonderful thing this life we have , But it is much better when your time runs out. That' what this life's about. Flow with time and dont worry about time running out . 
Tac


Details | Rhyme | |

Too much times past

Inspiration is just so hard to come by
But I though i 'd found something
That would last
But I guess to much
Times past 
and I never really
Knew my dad
But t ain't something 
Cry over
Cause in just a few years 
............. ( it 'll all be over )
I'm tired of your  lies
I guess to best we severed all ties
But this ain't bout you 
It's bout me 
Even though you
Ruined everything
The damages are to big to repair
So I guess its better to 
Act like you don't care
But 2 can play those games 
It's not like I ever needed you here 


Details | Haiku | |

I noticed that everyone likes my random poems more then my serious ones so here's another one!

poka-dots and stripes
black blue red purple and green
these are my favorites


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Trust in destiny

Trust In Destiny

Do your best then trust in destiny,
It’s the only valid thing that you can do.
Cause there ain’t no use in worrying,
It’s a fact I’m telling you.
It wears you down and makes you sad,
Or boils your blood and gets you mad
No worry’s not the proper thing to do.

You found a lump or your children get ill
Or you’re out of dosh and cannot pay your bills,
Or death has shadowed your poor life
Or you think someone may steal your wife,
Your kids are causing too much strife,
It’ll all work out when the time is rife
 It will work out I’m telling you.

So throw them, Ditch the bloody lot,
And look right now at what you have got,
For worry causes love to die and rot
It does, it does I’m telling you.

So watch the Sun come up every day,
In nature everything’s is just okay.
The Earth keeps turning steadily,
And the birds still sing in ecstasy,
And deep within your soul you’re free,
And it all depends on destiny
No matter what you try to do.


Details | Rhyme | |

Who Will STAND UP For Jesus


I've heard of those who say they're "happy and gay." Where are those who proclaim; "Jesus is the only Way?" I've heard of many who discuss creation vs. evolution. Where are those who proclaim Jesus is the solution? I've heard of many who chose an "alternate lifestyle." Where are those...who for Jesus... will go "the extra mile?" There are those who say; "Jesus isn't real!" Where are those who'll confess HIM with a passion and a zeal? There’s so many who sit in their church's pew. Where are those... Whom to Christ… Will say; ‘I LOVE YOU!” There’s too many who are on their way to hell. Where are those who truly love Jesus? Can you tell??? I know of a redeeming savior's mercy and grace. His love has been extended to the human race. Jesus speaks a loving call and merciful plea... He says; "take up your cross and follow me!" Jesus brings true gladness and overflowing joy! This is freely offered to every man, woman, girl and boy! NOW is the day of salvation & the accepted time! Christ can change us! And renew our mind! I know that very soon.. Jesus is coming again! Where are those who desire to be cleansed within? I know that an abundant life is what Jesus will freely give! Where one can find eternal life! And a true meaning to live! By Jim Pemberton


Details | I do not know? | |

The HEART says many words

The eye maybe precious
  but the heart says many words.
It can be broken, 
 it can be filled with love,
it can be dead.

It's the starter of the emotions.

*comment if you have a thought or if you just like (or fav poem)* :)


         -Angel4eva23


Details | Free verse | |

The Purpose of Silence

Silence—so embraceable are you!
It can neither sting nor soothe
It can neither be a poison or balm
It cannot be a curse or psalm
Cannot harm nor heal
Cannot numb or feel
It be only what our minds make of it
It be only what your imagination sculpts
Only what we assume
Only what we accept as true
All that have breath may utter lies
But silence rings no truth or false
No peace, no war
No clean, no gore. .  .

The purpose of silence, and other things too,
Is only what are minds make of it
What we believe of it
This be the purpose of Silence—it’s true
So what is the purpose
Of me, of he—of you?


Details | Rhyme | |

Through LIfe's Trials And Hardships


Through Life’s Trials And Hardships… I’ve been through trials and difficult situations. Many times it happens with no explanation! Whatever I’ve had or have taken with me. I’ve been there when everyone has left me! The uncertainties I’ve had and struggles I face. Have brought me to my knees in a “quiet” place. The journeys I’ve traveled and the storms ahead. Have brought worry and stress in the words I said. Whatever trials I’ve faced... To Jesus I cried! A comfort and strength . He did provide! I know a truth that’s important and most certain. Jesus can take away any hardship or burden! If there were no trials... How could I trust him? Because of what he’s done How much I love him! If I had no hardships or trials, I’d probably “forget him.” Giving him my whole life? I don’t think I’d let him! He’s proven beyond any doubt how much he loves me! He reached down from heaven and touched me! He’s my comfort and joy and enduring friend! He’ll be there with me… Till the very end! This Jesus I know. I recommend him to you! He is God! Our provider! This is so true! Won’t you give him a chance in your life today! He can bring hope and take the dark clouds away! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Lyric | |

Is She The One?

Is she the one my dream come true
The one that makes me whole.
Throughout the end of time
I'd give my heart and soul. 
Is she the one with qualities to endure the test of time.
Her unexpected stare 
sends shivers up my spine.
And gives me butterflies inside
Is she the one I can't decide
That always keeps me satisfied
My mind is left preoccupied
You have ignited every flame
Within my beating heart.
Now far from you I cannot part.
Is she the one my sweetheart
the angel in my life.
For you I'd walk a thousand miles
The toughest ride you've made worthwhile
I've looked beyond your hazel eyes
Your every glimpse, your every smile
In love we've deeply intertwine
Is she the one who will be there
to catch me when I fall.
That picture perfect puzzle 
To you I give my all.
Is she the one 
Well better yet she 's got the hooks on me.
The fear of losing her is deeper than the sea.





©RashanaKing2010


Details | I do not know? | |

fingers doin' rap (in the key of m&m)

A dip fat go-figure
Find some in between finger
Chicken plukin’ t-shirt white boy walkin’
Waitin’ on his gotta go
Ya this be a walk ‘yall Yop ‘bout
D’at be what a daddy don’t talk now ‘bout
Tiny bits ‘bout what he don’t show now
f. . . the guns and the collars can’t colour white or blue
what???
you thought this was modern, ni-gah?
f. . . you wht-blk man
you got only one leg to stand on
and I got you a’lrgiht. . . here
Italian. . . grabbin’
Puerto. . . rican
Whatever there brother. .  your time’s done here
Follow this t – I- - n- - - y bit
Did you finally learn to write “bi-a-ch”?
Take that fat ass MTV you’ve been shoveling up me, and
Scare some other toilet bowls, ass h...ole
What?  You dropped a couple G’s and you got caught on that bad form of long lost 8mm
I feel for you
The dip fat go-figure
Take your time colored finger
Ain’t no collar comin’ lookin’ for me
Ya. . . I’ll give you MTV. .  Much Music too
Ya, you all got all that
But I’m quiet in the ‘hood
We’ve been waiting for you. . . near gah


Details | Rhyme | |

Let Down Your Net


Let Down Your Net... Jesus told his disciples; "let down your net." They were amazed how many fish they would get. What happened? They couldn't explain. So many fish.were caught. They were hard to contain. Peter was astonished, and fell on his knees. Asking Jesus; "Forgive me now... please!" Peter, James and John... Left everything behind. Following Jesus was what they had in mind. Perhaps your "net" is empty. Jesus says; "Let it down." There's a great harvest for you. Waiting to be found. Be a fisher for Jesus. A fisher of men. So that others may be saved from their sin. "Come follow me." The master is calling for you. Each step you take toward him... He'll take TWO! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Verse | |

Long Ago

      
So long before the time we begin to fall
Dreams were real
that time we used to feel
Lurking in the innocence
ignorant of the rest
Ignorant for the test
Wings begin to shatter
Soul took the way of the stray
Guided by the demons
Angels faded away..


Details | I do not know? | |

Was it just all a DREAM?

You feel like your lost in love?
  Me. Many times.

     like when you hear his/her's voice your heart just *skips*
Or when you see them walking towards you....you can't breath.
 When you had your first kiss.  But not their's. but they still thinks it's cute.
Ya'll talk 24/7. Non stop. 
When he/she just stare's into your eyes you feel butterflies EVERYWHERE through your body.

But... when they stop talking to you, you get worried, scared.
 Or when they don't act the same way that they did when ya'll first were together.
  You don't know if its over or not. but you get confused and you can't work up the courge to 
talk to him/her.

                       Was it just all a DREAM? you'll soon find out when you talk to him/her.


*comment if you please. just want to hear your thoughts (or fav poem)* :)

                                                                              -Angel4eva23


Details | Free verse | |

WRONGFUL INCARCERATION WITHOUT LOSS OF DETERMINATION

I did'nt deserve to watch my mom break down over nerves
I did'nt deserve for nightly my dads sleep to be disturbed
I did'nt deserve for life to be the judge and jury's words
I did'nt deserve prison on this plate that I've been served

I never thought My kids would see me through this plated glass
I never thought my time would seep bye like a hourglass
I never thought I'd cry like I'd been hit with some teargas
I never thought I'd be the one the world would just bypass

I should have been forgiven but my innocense was shamed
I should have started running but I wasnt to be blamed
I should have saw it coming how could I be so defamed
I should have trusted no one but now I just sit here framed

I will not lose my sanity In the Lord I'll trust
I will not be a casualty to this I must adjust
I will not scorn humanity but for their air I lust
I will not let this tragedy give me a stone like crust.

Sha'ntez Jefferson
10/20/12


Details | Rhyme | |

I Think of a Time When I Was Young


I can think of a time, when I was young.
I was growing up and having fun! 
I remember how excited I was to have a t.v.
There were my brothers, my parents and me!
I remember at about the age of ten.
My dad thought going to the theater was a “sin.”
There were many things 
that as young man…
 I later began to see, and understand!
My parents shared God’s love the best they could!
And I read the Bible and was trying to be “good.”
I had my troubles…  And problems bear...
But I had a family, and much prayer!
The truth of God’s word helped sustain me!
I knew how much he really loved me!
My parents, may seem like they were “old fashioned.”
They loved their kids!  With a Godly compassion!
I’m thankful to be blessed with a Godly love!
My family was a treasure from heaven above!
I think about today, and how things go wrong.
Many families don’t seem to “get along!”
I pray for the blessing of God, to bind them together!
May we all serve him!  Today, and forever!
His love must be the cord that binds!
His will must be the focus of our minds!
May the presence of God bind us as one!
Every mother, father, daughter and son!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Free verse | |

Betwixt Bars

Can you feel?

Can you feel the tremor?
That rocks your world
That shakes the cage
Like a beast trapped outside
A beast raging against the bars
It lifts, it throws, it rages
Can you feel it?

And in the aftermath,
You can hear the cooing, cajoling
Of puppeteers laying strings before your bars
And they croon and cluck like fretting hens
Petting your bars and calling for you
to reach out and take these strings
Tie them where they cannot reach
Deep within, where no one else goes
And let these good people in,
They preen and you shake your head
Seeing the gleam in their eyes
Oh so like the ape’s
Cooing, cajoling... cawing
And oh, how you can feel it...

But I’m here so hold on
I’ll sit by your bars,
I’ll sit by the door
right beneath that lock that turns from within
And I won’t rage, or set the siren’s call upon you
I’ll sit by your bars, and keep you company
My friend;

But Cold bars let through a breeze friend...
Your sharp breath is not secreted away
And with every breath you take
Your lungs are profaned
And you cannot hide
Behind bars

You cannot hide

From My voice, or my presence, or my eyes
My eyes that see too clear
And you cannot hide from what I see
What you can feel
Pressing in, from us all
So just let us in
My friend,
Let us in, for we will not be kept out
Life does not surrender, life does not hold back
Life seeps through
Every crack,
And be sure, there are cracks everywhere
Where there are breaths to be shared, there are bars to let them through,
And you feel it don’t you?
That which you see deep in my eyes
You feel it
That feeling so clearly reflected
When I look into your soul
That fear alive in my eyes
That rages within you,

But don’t fear a battle you have lost
Do not fear the day you must face the world
The world, friend, has never
Turned its face from you
And the rest of us:
Well we are not so brave
We are not iron bars moulded to flesh
That fear you see is real
And it is ours all
But we cannot hide
From what burns within
And I will not die
Hiding from life
And I will not cower when I tremble inside
I will not rest in a cage when I am tired
And I, friend, I am so tired
Of living between bars.


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Knees Bent

Back to the roots ever weaving
Hands to elbows sweat streaming
Back to the roots whence the seed began
Deluded to think that along the path you ran
The roots had not snaked behind your every stride
And tangled your feet to fall hands first into your erstwhile guide

Back to the roots where it sprouted out 
And take grasp of the past and heave with a shout
How your roots have brought you back matters no more
For you have fallen back into knots that have tripped you before
So take grasp of the roots and yield to your past
Knees bent untying the knots of fate’s cast. 


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There Was Some Excitement At Church


There Was Some “Excitement” At Church…

There was some “excitement” at church.  I wasn’t invited!
The type of entertainment they had.  
Had already been decided!

They wanted something that would
 “stir up” the newest fashion.
They wanted to do this with a “compelling passion.”

They wanted to include loud instruments and a guitar.
They figured this would bring in people from afar!

Of course they also wanted to charge for “admission.”
Why not?  This would “fulfill” their mission!

This seems to be the way many churches are going…
The power of God they seem to be “avoiding.”

Rather than seeking God’s holiness 
and forgiveness of sins…
They look to what can “self-gratify” within!

I’m not here to seek a worldly kind of “entertainment.”
I’m here to seek the presence of God this very moment!

It comes from spending time in seeking HIM in prayer.
Wherever I am…  He is God!  
And is always there!

If it’s “excitement” you give.  I’m in the “wrong place!”
I’m simply here as a sinner saved by God’s grace!

My “thrill” is in Jesus Christ.  And him alone!
He brings peace and joy to me and my home!

Jesus brings to me what money cannot afford!
He’s my provider!  My comforter!  And my Lord!

By Jim Pemberton


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Smudge

A smudge on the mirror
Thats all I can see
I cant see the eyes staring back at me
My vision is blurred
My sight unclear
Why cant I see when I am so near
To the person on the other side
Still I cant see the tears she's cried
Before me the image is a lie
For it can only show the outside
Not the truth that's held inside
Behind the eyes that I cannot see
For the smudge is keeping it hidden from me


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I'm Following Jesus One Step At A Time


I’m following Jesus… One Step At A Time! I’m following Jesus! One Step At A Time! I’m having fellowship with Jesus! His glory divine! I’m falling in love with Jesus! He’s precious to me! I’m enjoying Jesus! His love flows abundantly! I’m going to tell others about Jesus! He is GOOD NEWS! I’m gong to share the words of Jesus! No matter what others do! I’m going to praise the Lord Jesus! My savior and my king! I’m going to honor Jesus! He is my everything! I’m going to exalt the name of Jesus! I’ll give a shout and a cry! I’m going to serve my Jesus! Up until the day I die! I’m gong to tell you about Jesus! He invites you to his home! I’m going to invite YOU to come to Jesus! The choice is yours alone! By Jim Pemberton


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For the Dying Orphan

I let you die for my name As you reached for my hands Out of waters of drowning What a hypocrite this writer is The Hatred of Solitude Letting an orphan dream Then destroy him with knowledge Of what you have done He opened up to you In new ways But in nostalgic guises The springwinds whisper blithe yore But the winterwinds, much stronger Caress you with the dreams of your funeral sky “It was you… it was your fault… Letting the one who was so open to you Be the laugh… the piece in the game…”


Details | Quatrain | |

Decisions

Lord, I do not know what to do;
Please, lead me by Your side.
Decisions I'm facing are lost and through;
Please, lead me to do what's right.


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Drifting Mainly

You belong to me mate 	 ( Intro )
And that be that!
Get on board
And grab your hat!

The ship was aghast at its new passenger	( Verse )
Like disdain for the lives that they now left behind,
Newcomers were scarce 
And they never would last
But I held up my chin nice and high.


The bloke who took me screamed	( Pre-chorus )
“Mop up the deck we’ve got things to do!” 
But I said sir, 
I’m just a boy and don’t know what’s to do.

And he said		( Chorus )
“Drifting mainly
Sailin the shores
Taking what’s mine 
And leaving what’s yours
Cause you know, we ain’t dead yet.”

Taking the seas for more than eight moons
We found islands and loot
That was bigger than most.
The taste of sea air 
With its wind in my hair
Took me away to this new life I lead.

After mopping the deck 
He grabbed my hand and screamed
 “Steer this ship boy!”
But I said sir,
I’m just a lad and don’t know where to go.

So the crew yelled	( Chorus )
“Drifting mainly
Sailin the shore
Taking what’s mine 
And leaving what’s yours
Cause you know, we ain’t dead yet.”

Surprising to me 
Was my unshaven face
The captain looked on 
And smiled with grace,
We stopped at a place 
Where the women were loose and didn’t mind
If we took a peak.

He said “Now you’re a man so let’s get on that boat,
We got places to be and some people to rope,
So grab that sword and drop that mop
Cause you’re no longer a boy in my eyes.”

I practiced the duel with the men in the crew
The captain took eye to my devilish pride,
And he took me aside and said 
 “Even in death I’m gonna miss you boy 
But don’t let it strike you 
Or kill your spirits
Cause even time can beat out the Grim.”

Then in the darkness came fire and screams,
Our vessel had stopped after fourteen years,
The crew fought hard and beat most of the men
But now, my Captain was dead.

We took the new ship watching ours sink deep
Saying goodbye to our drowning escape,
The crew turned towards me and asked
“What do we do?” and I smiled,
And they did to.

And we yelled    ( Chorus )
“Drifting mainly
Sailin the shores
Takin what’s mine
And leaving what’s yours
Cause you know, we ain’t dead yet.”


Details | Free verse | |

THE WINDS OF CHANGE

Feel the winds of change, dear friend,
They are a blowing.
Brethren beneath a common cause,
Kindred spirits, gather united.
To stand tall against opposing 
Factions,
Yet we remain strong survivors,
Of justice and right.
Adversity challenges indifference, 
It is so written good shall over,
Come evil.
The truth within us all shines,
 Humanity achieves enlightenment.
Ignorance shadow fades in
 Reality's view,
Life relishes difference,
Freedom flies soaring  mankind,
 Towards a higher plain.
What a magnificent future,
Lies ahead of us.
Individuality blossoms, fulfillment,
 Becomes a human right.
Forgiveness, compassion, and mercy,
 Shall be theirs at last.
Let no mans options to believe,
Dismay conscious choice,
Carry the banner of beliefs no matter,
What the cost or price.
Your inner self reflection captures,
 Truths mirror image.
Acknowledge separate half's,
 Making one complete being.
Behold his name is called,
Social exceptions.
Resolves concussions shows a, 
Brilliant phoenix rising, 
From hatred's ashes.
It spreads deliverance’s wings,
Embracing a majestic legacy.
 
BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN


Details | I do not know? | |

Light child

A child is born
all loving, forgiving, honest,
a special child of the light,
eyes wide open, awake,
the wolves are happy,
to feast at the table of its suffering.
Feed it just enough love to survive,
milk it of its light, little by little
suckling its love, its forgiveness,
a sweet delicacy for a vampiric world.

The child becomes a young adult...
control, conformity, submission,
overwhelming expectations,
no freedom, no love, no peace,
a barrage of others suffering,
cant get it off me, out of my head!
out of my heart, it hurts!
Its all too much! 
Why do they all hurt me?
Why are they not honest like me?
How can they be so mean to me?
What is wrong with me?
I just want a taste of love, 
to remind me why I am alive!!





Details | Verse | |

I blame me

I blame me for all my mistakes
I blame me for all the rejection and heartache
I blame me for all the times I stayed silent 
and should have started and earthquake
with my words
I should have spoken up when I had the chance
now all those thoughts are wasted
unspoken, unheard

I blame me when my husband touches me 
and I feel the hands of a predators pounce
And I blame me when the pressure it on
because all I had to do was shout out and renounce His name
Lord, help me to get rid of the shame

I blame me for my loneliness
I blame me for my feelings of lust
I blame me when I look at myself and see absolute disgust
I blame me when I shut down - unsure of who to trust
At times not even sure if I really know how to love

I blame me when my kids are crying out sick
because when I brought them here
I knew that this world was unfit
Yet overpowered by my love for them 
I became more and more protective
So I blame myself in advance for their sadness
when they finally see that the world is not objective

I blame me for those nights I can't rest
Wondering if my consciousness has finally realized
that I have done my best
to stay positive and have good intentions
So I blame myself when I give in to temptations and my human inhibitions
and begin to feel ashamed of myself
I begin to feel like I don't have enough strength to love myself
because
good things don't happen for me
So I blame me for my thinking and feelings of worthlessness

It's a big world and my lonely soul has no more confidence
I have nothing
I have given up 
and so I blame me for my incompetence and my soul's rut


Details | Narrative | |

Your Angel

I am your angel, daddy's little girl.
I know I haven't been my best in cold, shallow world.
But I listen to you most of the time, your lessons and such; and when I don't listen, I suffer 
very much.
You don't give me signs when I'm going the right way.
So How can I make you proud of me?
I know I've done so wrong by not just following you; suffering pointlessly.
Either way I love you Father, with my everything.
I am your angel, will I ever earn my wings.

written in 2005


Details | Rhyme | |

Jesus Could Have Called 10,000 Angels


Jesus Could Have Called 10,000 Angels…

On a cross… Jesus suffered for you and me.
He could have called 10,000 
angels to set him free.

Nailed to this cross, he went
 through so much pain.
He knew his purpose and the 
reason why he came.

Being there for all of mankind 
was his choice.
Weakened and alone… 
 One could hear his voice;

“Father forgive them.” 
 “They don’t know what they’re doing!”
As the crowd listened… 
 Many began believing.

“My God why have you forsaken me?” 
 With one last breath…
And then...  And very quickly… 
 There was death!

For all of the pain and suffering
 he was to endure
Was so that a plan of salvation
 is now secure.

This same Jesus, who was to rise again.
Is forever to be our atonement for sin!

Seated at the right hand
 of God the father... In heaven above..
He awaits there for us all with
 an abundance of  love!

Won’t you accept his gift 
of life that he’s giving?
And allow him to forever change
 the way you’re living!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

Thoughts

Thought are only feelings too,
Thoughts that I think so often of you.

Feelings are my sensations within,
The mud and the rubbish,
The diamond ring.

Sensations are the messages you send to me,
A sword, a cross, an olive tree.

So many images flash through my mind,
So many feelings to which I am blind.

So many thoughts that I never dare think,
Like old dirty dishes in the kitchen sink.

Hidden away beneath the shit, 
The mud the blood and the rest of it.

Thoughts and feelings lost in the wind,
What really mattered is hidden within.

Within the noise, the laughing crowds,
Between the lines of a song sang loud.

A whispered caress, a gentle breeze,
A butterfly's wing, down on my knees.

Beneath the thoughts, behind the scene,
Under the feelings and what has never been.

Though the holes in time and space,
What is always forgotten, your long lost face.

Shining brightly for all to see,
It was never you, it was always me.

Always me down in this pit,
Thinking and fighting to make sense of it.

Always me blocking the way,
Blocking  the door to keep out the day.

Always me who had the last word,
Propping up, the blind and absurd.

Always me with something to say,
Thinking and feeling my life away.


Details | Free verse | |

The Land of Sophia

Escape the tort of our avarice world Defy the ones who shift the blame Deter the decadence forgetting shame Freedom is on the top of the bare eyes Beyond the consciousness of The Human Kind Search harder and then you'll find The Land of Sophia Dwelling past are needs Swirling around our bare minds Our wants polluting out sight the Land of Sophia is lost at night Are the Lies held worth it in time Only embracing The Veil of Logic The Truth is cast into shade where all vices are soon to be made For all of our dreams and dramaticies The Destruction Star poisons seas Far from This Galaxy among the stars I can see myself, And The One I've became Escape the tort of our avarice world Defy the ones who shift the blame Deter the decadence forgetting shame Freedom is on the top of the bare eyes Beyond the consciousness of The Human Kind Search harder and then you'll find The Land of Sophia Dwelling past are needs Swirling around our bare minds Our wants polluting out sight the Land of Sophia is lost at night Caught in our lust, of forgetting trust I wonder can we break free of bound forever in the clutches of Lilith's Love Eden's Heart Who's desperate For Love Who's desperate For Light yet wallows in Blight and chooses to wait--forevermore The wait in Summer--An Eternity Lilith's Love Eden's Heart Escape the tort of our avarice world Defy the ones who shift the blame Deter the decadence forgetting shame Freedom is on the top of the bare eyes Beyond the consciousness of The Human Kind Search harder and then you'll find The Land of Sophia Dwelling past are needs Swirling around our bare minds Our wants polluting out sight the Land of Sophia is lost at night We don't chose what's right I can't believe we are able to see this far Crawling in Shadows Never will breath find it's light Escape the tort of our avarice world Defy the ones who shift the blame Deter the decadence forgetting shame Freedom is on the top of the bare eyes Beyond the consciousness of The Human Kind Search harder and then you'll find The Land of Sophia Dwelling past are needs Swirling around our bare minds Our wants polluting out sight the Land of Sophia is lost at night
**Mark Jansen, Guitarist, Male Vocals, and main songwriter of Epica**


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Who Or What Can Fill Life's Empty Void

Who are what can fill your life’s “empty void?”
In spite of the many things
 that you have “enjoyed.”

Drugs… Sex…  Money…  Are you concerned?
Has your life been one that’s
 taken “the wrong turn?”

There’s many choices to make.  
I’m fooling you not!
But there’s a godly principle
 that must be taught!

The void we have.  Only the presence
 of God can fulfill!
Bringing you true love, 
is God’s purpose and will!

Won’t you take a moment
 with the king of kings?
And allow him to take control of everything?

Jesus will never disappointed you!  
Not now or ever!
He wants to be your friend! 
 Today and forever!

The God of this world and universe, 
wants to come in!
A Brand new way of living…  
Is waiting to BEGIN!


By Jim Pemberton


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Her Final Words

"No." She whispered before drowning into her sorrows.
Her life had been a simple happy one. 
There were no pains and no troubles.
Life was life and people were people.
Life was simple.
and life was all about tomorrows.
Life didn't know about sorrows.
Her sorrows.
Those same sorrows that she drowned in never existed. 
They were never there, but where?
First to be sad in the naive town of joy.
Sorrow became contagious and what was known as happiness no longer was there.
It was non-exististent. 
A meager thought 
and a blessed memory.
She tried and tried.
She failed and failed.
Life was no longer hers.
For Pain was her only possession.
Her curse.
She lived and she died.
Yet, her legacy was passed on.
Never was it gone.
"No." She whispered before drowning in her sorrows, 
"Save them."


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Growing Pains

It’s come once again, a new phase of life; and though change is sometimes hard to 
comprehend.
Don’t worry, you’ll get settled in.
Then it will be time to move forward again; 
And you may pretend this task is simple to do.
Your fearful and excited simultaneously; along with a little melancholy.
But you have to prepare for GOD’s great new gifts; 
maybe peace or lesson that can’t be dismissed.
It’s all a part of your destiny, so settle with this formality.
Change your results because that’s your part to life’s test.
New with knowledge and an increasing faith, and know God’s waiting for you to 
take your place.
SOoooo…appreciate your growing pains and you’ll surely get an A.


Details | Couplet | |

How Life Goes

We pray for the loved ones lost

and the ones left to live on.

We remember when we were young

and try to remember the songs that we sung.

Life goes by so very fast,

sometimes you forget what you did in the past.

We remember what was exciting and what we thought was cool,

but a year ago today can you remember why you were blue?

Don't linger on what you lost but what you have found,

sometimes you got to step up, sometimes you got to step down.

That's just the way life goes,

There are things in life you will never know.

That's how the game is played.

Trying so hard to not let the memories fade.

You can choose to lose.

Or choose to win, in the end its up to you.

Don't linger on what you lost, but what you have found.

Sometimes you got to step up, sometimes you got to step down.

That's just how life goes.

There are things in life you will never know.



Tabatha Lillie


Details | Rhyme | |

More Precious Than Silver Or Gold





More Precious Than Silver or Gold! You’re precious to God! More than could be told! You’re more precious than all of the silver and gold! His love for you is beautiful and endless! Nothing can compare! It’s so wondrous! The life you have… The sparkle in your eye… God’s love for you reaches beyond the sky! What God’s done for you is hard to express! His life for yours… He’s given to you the best! You’re more valuable to HIM than all of the world’s treasure! His mercy and love for you is beyond measure! Whatever path down life you plan to take… His love will be there for you… Like an open gate! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Quatrain | |

The Shovel


Golgotha seemed no risk to view, As the Place of the Skull beckoned anew. My heart hammered for I saw no escape From the man with a shovel and tattered cape. His shovel waved, as if to attack, And he gave the ground a wicked whack. He shoveled some dirt and filled a hole, Then I recalled the story told. After the Crucifixion, like one possessed, To fill every hole was this man’s quest. He said, “I caused His death, to my shame. The hole for the cross was my blame!” I replied, “Sir, he died for you and me, To fill holes in our lives, don’t you see?” As he stood weeping, his mind in shock, I said, “Sir, we need to talk.”


Details | Rhyme | |

If You Were Given An Incredible Gift

If You Were Given An Incredible Gift… If you were given an incredible gift... Would you share it? Would you keep it? Or give it to another to bear it? If you were given a gift of love… Would you give it? Would this gift shape your life and how you live it? If you were given the gift of life eternal… Would you be excited? Knowing that your future. Once and for all. Can be decided? If an unlimited treasure was right here... Ready for you to receive. Would you accept this gift? And simply believe? God has given to each of us a gift. Through Christ his son. There’s nothing that can defeat him... The victory’s already won! God’s gift has been offered. A gift of life everlasting. There’s no reason to look any more... Or keep asking. God’s gifts of love, mercy and a joy, YOU can obtain… He’s waiting for you. Won’t you call on Jesus’ name? The gifts of God are freely given. No strings attached. He’ll give you a peace and joy that will always last! The treasure you’ll find in him is more precious than gold His power and majesty are wonders to behold! HE loves you so much. More than words can say… Won’t you accept his gift of salvation? Why not today? By Jim Pemberton 10/22/11


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Parted Paths

We started off friends 

There was something more

We knew better then to open that door

Came so close just a breath away

We knew if it was meant it would happen 

Just not that day

And now you live so far away

O the ways we used to play

Makes me miss the good ol days

But the good days are now not then

We can hardly remember when

You love her and I love him

Will we ever commit that sin

Taste each others salty skin

Will the temptation ever win

Back then was a trying time

Both in your life and in mine

Our paths seperated on a dime

We kept on living knowing we would be fine

Now questions come up and get me thinking

Since we parted are we sinking

If we met up now after years gone by

Would we still tingle deep inside

Could you then look me in the eyes

Even though she is to be your bride

Will there be feelings we must deny

Cause I too am with another guy

I cant help but wonder why

So many things in life can make you cry

All I can do is look to the sky 

And ask my questions till the day I die


Details | Free verse | |

Cease Fire

The Crusades Began a Holy War
Which Continues to this Day.
We Kill, and Kill, and Now it Seems,
This shall Always be the Way.

One Side Scores, the Others Die,
Then the Cycle is Repeated.
It never Stops, It’s never Done;
The Battles Grow More Heated!

The Way to Peace, it Seems so Clear,
Is not Through Senseless Slaughter.
I Appeal to All, “Please Quit the Fight!”
Save our Sons and Daughters!

To Find Our Way out of the Dark,
We Need only Seek the Light.
A Solution Lies within our Grasp:
Forget who’s Wrong or Right!

This God or that, it Makes no Matter.
This Truth I have Acquired:
Be they Different, or the Same,
The Gods would Preach Cease Fire!


Details | Rhyme | |

May I Have A Burden For the Lost

My spirit needs to be broken!
To God’s spirit, I must yield!
May I have a burden for the lost
 souls in the field.

I need to reach others, 
so that they’ll know,
How much I love Jesus…
With all my strength and soul.

Lord, Give me the words to say
 at the right time…
 I am yours Lord!
And you are mine!

Help me to love others the way
you want me to!
Only your love is 
 steadfast and true!

In Jesus, may my joy
 always abound…
To reach out to others, 
so the lost may be found.

Thank you Jesus, for speaking
 so clearly to me!
So those who were blind…
Can now see!!!


By Jim Pemberton


Details | Rhyme | |

I Was At the End of LIfe's Road


I felt worn out... discouraged and defeated.
Nothing in my life right  
seemed to be completed. 

I felt alone, knocked down and betrayed!
I never thought I'd feel this scared and afraid. 

In this very dark time, where would I run?
Where would any help actually come from? 

I felt utterly worthless and quite alone...
With each passing day, in this place I called "home." 

As I got up, each morning and opened the bedroom door.
And wondered if anyone cared about me anymore?

I felt a "tug" on my shoulder and looked around.
And noticed a bright light, shining toward the ground. 

"I love you my son." Where the words I heard.
Excitement and hope within my heart was stirred. 

I looked up and couldn't began to explain.
The love I felt when I called on Jesus' name! 

From my ceiling, I saw what looked like an angelic being.
He said, "I am God! “ I can do anything!" 

He reached down and gently picked me up out of bed.
Words of mercy and hope where what he had said. 

"I am here so that you may rise up and live."
"All of your failures and sins I will forgive." 

Everything inside of me... God did understand!
With him here... I knew victory was at hand! 
This particular day, this was certain. 
He took away my sins and heavy burdens! 

Look at me now and it's so plain to see!
He can do for YOU, what he's done for ME! 

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Light Poetry | |

Particles Of Light

Alone is when reality doesn't exist anymore

Alone is when the one person breathes for rebellion

The speed of madness soaring through the human body at million miles per hour

Taking a different road than the one intended

Taking the high sprialing road

No longer a person you know, but a stranger

Instead of reality

Fireworks covered the sky

Everything was perfect, but only for awhile

Then the crash of blackness encircles like a haunting cloak of death

When the last breaths of life come too close

The only thing left to do is replay memories of happier times

Hoping not to die in this distorted state

Then suddenly reality caves in

And all thats left is to watch those particles of lights come back





Details | I do not know? | |

knowing you knowing me

We've known each other for  a while now 
I think its fair to say 
I haven't met anyone like you 
not ever, not to this day
  
when our eyes really first met 
something inside me began to stir 
I was unsure what to make of it 
so I shrugged it off without a care 
 
weeks have passed by, our conversations keep flowing 
like raindrops from above, the topics have no warning.  
The more that we explore,  the greater my yearn 
to travel the footprints of thought 
that leave tracks across your mind. 
  
time flies fast, its almost a blur 
we've know each other over a year now 
and you have become a mama.  
I've never seen you so happy 
a miracle from above, I am sure.. 
I love how your eyes are smiling 
This is a picture I adore.

it was at this point, when I looked into your eyes 
that what bothered me before came back to life  
the stirring within came out of the blue 
it was then I realised it was fuelled by you. 
still unsure what it was within 
I just looked up and gave you a grin 
  
Its 2 in the morning,  I should be asleep 
each time I close my eyes, its you I see. 
For a second there is blackness,  and everything is sound 
then from nowhere,  your face is found  
  
My arms reach out, to hold you tight 
to hold you close throughout the night 
but like before,  you were not there 
so this again, I'm hugging air! 
  
Finally,  my brain gives up and sleeps 
but still you find me in my dreams 
but in my dreams your there with me 
so this is now the place to be. 
  
its time to wake up, I feel exhausted 
my brain feels fried, there was no off switch.  
All throughout the night, you and I danced away 
under the moonlight, with the stars on display 
upon cloud tops,  high in the sky 
where angels sit to watch you and I 
  
Sorrow was what it took, for me to realise 
what love was, and how it thrives 
where it starts, how it feels 
how it hurts,  but how it thrills.. 
  
I feel like I could fly, this stuff is better than Red Bull 
I've never been so high, the feeling is astronomical 
and to think the reason why,  I feel so invincible 
Is because I looked into your eyes 
and was touched by your soul.. 

  
I leave it to fate, to decide what will be, 
to see if theres a future for you and me. 
You are one of a kind, you are my friend.  
I've never met anyone like you.. 
I dont think I will again!


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What If Christmas Never Came


What If… Christmas Never Came??? What if Christmas never happened? What if Christmas never came? Things around here would be different! It wouldn’t be the same! What if the baby Jesus was never born in a manger? Mankind would be in serious trouble. We’d all be in danger! If the baby Jesus wasn’t born. There would be no nativity. We wouldn’t be able to display this during our “festivity.” It’s almost like this now! It’s an “ever increasing business.” It seems like nearly everyone wants “Christ out of Christmas!” Why does it seem like Christmas is losing it’s true meaning? The very words; “Merry Christmas,” seem to be quickly disappearing! Many say; “Happy Holiday.” They worry they may “offend.” Having a “holiday” without Christ…. Once again! We need to put Jesus Christ back into our CHRISTmas season! He is what Christmas is about! HE is the very reason! May we all take some time to rejoice in our savior’s birth. May there be shouts of JOY! From the corners of the earth! Let’s not take Christ out of our joyous celebration! We need him so much right now! All over this great nation! May we bring to him a heart of love for everything he’s done. As we bring honor to Christ. God’s precious son! May we continually offer to him a heart filled with praise! Not only at Christmas time… But all of our days! By Jim Pemberton


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I May Change, But Jesus Remains the Same

I May Change, But Jesus Remains the Same!

Jesus remains the same! 
 Even when I’m burdened!
He loves you and me! 
 This is most certain!

He’s the same yesterday, today and the future!
Because of him, my life is a “bright picture!”

He’s committed to do what he’s promised to do!
It was he, that bled and died, 
for me and YOU!

He remains the same!  No matter
 how many fail me!
How many have let you down? 
 Can you tell me?

I’m so thankful for his blessings
 that come my way!
Words of encourage and hope,
 are what he has to say!

He’s the lover and redeemer,
 of my weary soul!
He cleansed my sins!
 And made me whole!

I’m so thankful for him!
 And all that he does!
He reigns with God the father,
 in heaven above!

Glory to Jesus in the highest! 
 Peace toward all men!
He will always be the same! 
 Hallelujah and AMEN!

By Jim Pemberton   


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May We Seek Godly Wisdom


“The fear of the lord is the beginning of wisdom.”
This is an important part
 of God’s kingdom!

Seeking Godly wisdom is what we must do…
If we’re going to live how God wants us to!

God’s wisdom is filled with love and purity!
Man’s “wisdom” is but 
“meaningless vanity!”

Fearing the Lord and seeking his ways…
Will strengthen us and brighten our days!

God is wise and gives the best choices…
We must listen to HIM.  Not other voices!

His wisdom brings hope when all seems lost!
We must lay our worries at the foot of the cross!

Obeying his instructions is very smart and wise!
It helps us not to do what seems good to our eyes!

God’s wisdom brings comfort and much gladness!
It will guard your life with his true happiness!

Won’t you seek his wisdom
 in all you endeavor?
His blessings will follow you
 today and forever!

By Jim Pemberton 


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Iris of Poetry

Introduction: We don't really think deep enough about "What A Poetry Actually Is", the
obvious question which we all know but don't think how to really elaborate on. We mostly
see the story, depth and the purpose it delivers. Well, here's one a little bit different
this time...



Poetry is the reflection of our lives like in the mirror,
It is something we can relate to and share.
It's our memories written in jumbled words,
It's like a song, with a meaning it holds.

A mere idea of our mystical lives,
Expressed in a way from deep inside
A way which only the heart can see,
A place where the eyes get cold-feet

The earnest truth and the sweetest lies,
It's all the irony that makes poetry so alive.


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Africa III

Heart pounding
Nervous feeling
Overwhelming
Deep breath to shake it
Cold chill slivers down fast

Beating against cage of heart
Cage of body
Cage of soul
Legs begging to run
Heart aching to be free
Truth to self 
aching to be seen

Sweet scent of dry savannah plains
Sharp smell of thorny veins
The aroma of Africa surrounds
Scents sights sounds 
In these home is found

Frustration mounts 
Captured leopard
Bound

Snarling at every motion made
Scared but defiant
Blinded by fear and rage

Paws long for endless journeys
On paths walked centuries ago
For elegance in element
A space all her own
Where earth still bleeds red on horizon
Morning and night
Continuing the endless fight

Fight for borderless freedom
Everlasting sight
The pale yellow green eyes
Dismays the truth inside
But tell the story
Of wild soul
Story to unfold


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Tear in My Heart

My mother never knew what to do with me.
I was an obligation that needed to be. 
But I wanted her to love me.
Simply… love… me.
I would do anything to please her.
Wanting her to be proud, I worked hard at everything I did.
But she viewed me as her competition, not wanting to be out done.
Needless to say our relationship wasn’t what I wanted it to be.
I dreamed to have a family of my own to simply… love… me. 
I had a daughter who didn’t live. 
And my mom said someone like me shouldn’t have kids.
Though she didn’t know about my epilepsy and other problems with my health.
Then my life fell apart with hard times everywhere.
I didn’t show it but hidden…my health wasn’t all that good.
My husband’s diabetes affected his mind. And epilepsy was working on mine.
I ignored that fact. I worked hard as my epilepsy kept tearing every thing apart.
Finally with a hard earned job… Fourteen years later I had a son. 
The son I’d always wanted to have.
I was so very proud but was attacked by both health and son, at every turn.
He was wilder than most creating problems everywhere.
He blamed me for everything and everywhere something went wrong.
My health did it again at work as my relationship continued to crumble with my son.
He hated a mother who had to work, had epilepsy, and just wasn’t there for him. 
I was slowly dying when he was 12 and I was 52, when finally I was saved.
That night… I met God and he said I had more to be done along the way.
I came back and did every thing I could to help my wayward and unruly son.
But way before I helped him go to college… I knew I had lost my son.
But his best friend needed a mom so I was there for him.
It seems so strange to tell, but as my son moved out… His best friend simply moved in.
And it’s even stranger to tell that… 
The son who will occasionally smile at me, is someone else’s son.
He’s my heart-adopted son and has brought my first son closer again.
Jesus was always here and… the tear in my heart is gone.


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Inspiration

A thought a mindless educated guess, u thought it cud hold a little 
longer long enough for press.
But however you're mind gave in and was already fried, that was the 
day that u wish I'd died. All on the line
you gave it yur best shot if not the suckyiestu gave it all uve got.
But ur sinking inside yurself Woundering if this is all a dream this 
mindbodelinv shell that's tearing at the seam. You look up at the 
stars and began to say why today why today. Then you're inner self 
gives you strength to stand along side, no more books or cheats to 
hide.
I'm agreeing to you becuse you ate worth fine gold, for those wise 
unforgetable words that u once told. U told me to never giveup even 
if it means falling Through time, never give up efforts not a crime! 
So from step to step each heartblowing guttwisteing path we all try 
to forget, I'll never get lost they're not dishing yet. Yur hero yur 
thunder yur racingstretching claw may always be stowed in the back 
of yur mind, for booth two way streets we claim to see intwined. Set 
you're watch and watch time tick away, but the clock isn't the onely 
one it's the day after day. Endless bliss of light sheds every 
contusion u may claim, butbu used yur bestfreind yur inspiration yur 
consience for usless fame. Who's to blame who is to blame forever 
and ever he remembers yur name.


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Concluding Statement

My distraught, the thought, has lost a battle unforgot. 
I take, I give, the very words I live.
I've done, The sun, outrunning the only one. 

My actions are not my own, a story, I've stitched, I've sewn. 
I wait, I learn, my destiny turning to fate, I cannot see in my current state. 
The pain is neigh, a calder or a bite, my fatigue outweighs my might. 

Crowned, sound, the darkness reaks no havok. And atop I take the stand. 
Demand, reprimand, the status of your rendzevous. 
The story's conclusion, I cannot seem...
to find the tragic end to...


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The Lord Is My Salvation


The Lord is my light and salvation. Whom shall I fear? He is my protector and friend. And is always near! He’s the stronghold of my life... Whom shall I be afraid! He is clothed with righteousness. His majesty is displayed! Though evil men advance, and my enemies attack me… They will stumble and fall! For the Lord is with me! Though an army besiege me, my heart will not fear! The Lord will fight for me, and they shall disappear! In the day of trouble, the Lord will keep me safe! He will hide and put me on a solid resting place! At his tabernacle, will I sacrifice shouts of joy! Singing and making music to the Lord, I shall enjoy! I am confident in the Lord’s goodness, in the land of the living! I will enter his gates with praise and a heart of thanksgiving! I shall wait for the Lord, be strong and take heart! Being in his presence, is a good place to start! You, my Lord bring goodness and life to my soul! I shall sing of your love and mercy, wherever I go! By Jim Pemberton 07/14/13 Read Psalm ch. 27


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Chaos

Immaculate
Random
Gorgeous
Heroic
Expanding mind
Taste Sampling
Divine
Forbidden pleasure
Amazing
Mind numbing
Glorious
Thought inducing
Seducing
Selfless
Explosion
Bright
Last Night


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Strength Through Struggle

Your path may be rocky and tough right now. But one day soon, He’ll show you how, to seek His comfort and His love. It’s time to pray to God Above. You’ve been given “Wings” to help you fly. Now’s not the time to question why. Accept with gratitude the gifts you’re shown, and simply know, you’re not alone! His Angels are working, both day and night, to comfort you and relieve your fright. You’ve gone through some suffering and some pain. Now it’s your time to come in from the rain. With open arms they welcome you, Alone or with children, but there’s work to do. Awaken each day and see these gifts. Then share yours with others and your spirits will lift. For through His Grace you have a new day, But remember to thank Him as you pray. One day you will fully see your place, And know that through struggle, you’ll soon see His Grace!
Michelle D. ©December 2006 A Poem Dedicated to the Women and Children Of the WINGS Program (Women in Need Growing Stronger) A program dedicated to helping battered women and children, one family at a time www.wingsprogram.org


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evil?

I don't know who I am, I do only what I can
I close my eyes for one second, just to escape reality
Why do you show me such a sore mentality?
Your ill-mannered, ungrateful, comments getting monotonous 
I can hold my ears, but ignoring you is very strenuous 
I open my eyes from my dream, it seemed so real
I want to go back, my dream will heal
Your voice burning in my brain,
Sticking, like a shirt with a stain
You I cannot get rid of, i wish you vanish
Your heart, your soul, all will perish


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What If Christmas Never Came

What If… Christmas Never Came??? What if Christmas never happened? What if Christmas never came? Things around here would be different! It wouldn’t be the same! What if the baby Jesus was never born in a manger? Mankind would be in serious trouble! We’d all be in danger! If the baby Jesus wasn’t born. There would be no nativity. We wouldn’t be able to display this during our “festivity.” It’s almost like this now! It’s an “ever increasing business.” It seems like nearly everyone wants “Christ out of Christmas!” Why does it seem like Christmas is losing it’s true meaning? The very words; “Merry Christmas,” seem to be quickly disappearing! Many say; “Happy Holiday.” They worry they may “offend.” Having a “holiday” without Christ…. Once again! We need to put Jesus Christ back into our CHRISTmas season! He is what Christmas is about! HE is the very reason! May we all take some time to rejoice in our savior’s birth. May there be shouts of JOY! From the corners of the earth! Let’s not take Christ out of our joyous celebration! We need him so much right now! All over this great nation! May we bring to him a heart of love for everything he’s done. As we bring honor to Christ. God’s precious son! May we continually offer to him a heart filled with praise! Not only at Christmas time… But all of our days! By Jim Pemberton 12/05/11


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Love Right!?

People think they have to say "i love you" in relationships..
 
but no not really...

some times it makes me feel like i HAVE to say i love you if some one says it to me.

" i love you is a very very special word"

people have to understand that they have to be wise with the word "i love you" 

because if  you say it to anyone... then when you really mean it.. it wont feel ture....




*comment on what you think*
            
                                 -Angel4eva23


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Never to be Found

Love can be killed by a Dagger

Love can be Risen like a Rose

Love can be Healed

Love can be Broken

Love can Shine like the Sun in the midest of the day.

Love can be Shattered like Glass

Love can be Shadowed by Hate

Love is Desireble

Love can be Miserable

Love ... 
Love is Love

My Love is Lost with my Heart and my Mind in a Forest, Never or will Ever be found.

By: Angel4eva
Plzz comment if u like my poem and plzzz rate

(plzz comment if u like my poem... thank u for reading)


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Drippity drip drip

Take me there I don't care Touch my hair Eat this pear!!! I am bare Want to share? Do you care? I am bear I'll let you stare Don't go there By the chair Or on that stair? Your skin is fair You look like Cher Come to my lair But pay my fare Drippity drip drip


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MidNight Wishes

Even though i did not hear your voice tonight i'm still ahit,
I will go on like this for ever, i wont go out without a fight. 
I'll fight till the end of this life to win your heart,
All you have to do is tell me when to start.

The music blarrin in my head phones at 1:52 AM and i'm lovin it, 
cause it helps me remember your gorgeous smile like it was meant to fit. 
Wanting to feel your touch and kisses all over me ignites the fire in me,
Wanting to take you by your hand and run wild in a big sea. 

There aint much i can say to express myself but this will have to do for tonight,
I think its just that i haven't reached height.
You no I love you and that's all that matters or will ever matter to me,
I will love you till i die, like I told you before, cant you see? 
 


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eyes of a wise love

Pain is the voice commanding you to the hollow caves of 
suffering, to remain sane she needs to touch feeling secure in this lifetime her 
tension begats the purest love, passionate treasure seem forbidden in the 
land of the lost, allow me to retreat your memory from the 
deceptive knowledge that has shackled a once spirited soul, with a tender kiss at 
the sweetest point of your defense resilence serves as royalty catapulting the 
volumes of your beauty, surely goodness and mercy rest within the blink of 
your eyes, evident is the strength of your character enhanced by 
bravery and sacrifice that have masked the lifelong journey you thought to be 
disastrous, the rays of the sun cast out anew light of motivation in this recovery of love a 
protected creation is now her guided conscience, a soothing rebirth of 
life.


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Me My soulmate

I , i in a blue sea
In the sea i am flying
Sometimes on sky i am swimming 
Down on earth i am in dark 
In a cave i am searching for light 
In the noise i am searching for silence 
Then i go to forest 
Under a tree i find myself 
I look in my eyes , the eyes which are full of fear
I look at my lips with a smile.
I touch my face 
When i touch my face 
Suddenly i feel a hand on my shoulder 
When i turn around, its an other me standing infront of me
When i see my eyes , in my eyes i see strength 
But in my hands i see blood
When i see the blood
Everything fade in black
I am on sky with a white wolf staring at me
In wolf's eyes i find myself 
I follow the wolf
Everything fade in white
I find myself in a room 
I am on my bed nothing around
So calm it is 
I am too alone
I thought it was a dream
But when i look at my hands
I find the blood 
In my dream i met the reality
I met different faces of me..
The reality which i am hiding inside
Hiding me, me as my soulmate...


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The meaning

He who knows the meaning of life
shall dress it in words
and read it out loud.
Explain the maze and sudden turns,
how to interpret the hidden signs.
Wisely guide with simple words
so that the meaning of life
becomes meaning to me.


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Fine Line

What is your drug of choice,if one is had.Booze,weed or LSD,cocaine,speed or PCP!There are many that we do but this crap is not good for you.
Nothing to gain for scars I bare but drink and crap my underwear!
Snort a line,what can I do,keep snorting until my face turns blue!
Pop a lid and watch me fly and watch the wall melt while I fry!
Puff a blunt,I feel just fine until I lose all track of time!
One teaspoon of dust inside my wine and I go swimming with the swine!
Oxycoten is not for me when I have got the need for speed!
Now I bounce back off the wall because I hear a special call!
That call is called reality,it screams this will be the end of me!
What choice is there when life is hard and I am dealing my last card!
Get off my ass and out of bed and if I fail I end up dead!


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Do You Feel There's Nowhere to Go

Do You Feel Like There’s Nowhere to Go? I know that it's easy to get discouraged and upset. Feeling “trapped” ... But can't escape "just yet." You've tried everything. And not sure what else to do? Is there someone who can help you through?" Many things you've done. You’ve wanted to be forgiven! Yet struggle with this each day you're livin’! You meet people and wear a "smile." And sometimes wonder if living is really worth the while. You may have prayed over and over again. And yet constantly feel Like you’re “trapped within.” You may have tried to call on Jesus' name. Yet find yourself in "guilt and shame." Jesus is here now! And wants you to know… He can bring peace to your troubled soul. Rather than thinking of things done in the past. Come to Jesus now! His love will always LAST! Allow HIM to bring to your life the needed victory now! He'll make you a brand new person! And HOW! By Jim Pemberton


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God Saw My Distress and Healed Me part 4

This question drives me up and down the walls
I know for certain that God has answered my calls
I can’t hang up on Him…He’s so brilliant
And I’m so little compared to Him…
Maybe I’m little in size and very insignificant compared to the most High
He gives me quite a natural high
He brings me back home and kisses me good night
Without His love, I’d be lost like a sheep losing his shepherd
I feel like I’m separated to God
As if God and I are on both sides of the coin…
Our oceans don’t collide with each other,
But He does make huge tidal waves…
And I make baby waves that swerve up and down
Like a wave’s movement, my life seems to have its low points and high points
But, when I build enough energy, I glide higher than the clouds
Though, unfortunately, I’ve only been dreaming this
Then, I collapse into the sand...my face rubs against it and I have scrapes all over
Sand and water do mix well, but afterwards, the sea shore’s weight will pile up on the bottom of the ocean floor
I can’t imagine how many grains of sand there are on Earth
There are countless amounts of ants on Earth as well
Trillions and trillions of them are in existence
It’s amazing how plants take in Carbon Dioxide
And we breathe in oxygen…
God is a fantastic creator and He did carve His creations pretty well
God saw my distress and He healed me
When I think about Him, I’m speechless and can’t say much
He’s made out of love and He bubbles me up with excitement
I haven’t given Him the credit of working miracles in my life…
But, I don’t want to divorce God…I must propose to Him like a wife
Does to her husband…I want to submit to Him
He made the sunset, the moon and stars
Look! He even made the planets and He healed our scars
He made the flowers, the roses and the creeping bugs
Look! He even made leaves for our eyes to see…
He made the change of seasons
God saw my distress and healed me
God made the wild cats, bears, reptiles
He made us have a brain that is as neat as black and white tiles
God healed me…and I’m simply glad He did so
God wiped out my distress…and He simply dressed me with happiness and He’s in high spirits to see me grow

 ~ Inspired by the band of Evanescence’s song: Never Go Back 
~ God inspired me to write this poem…


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Sweet Seduction

[Verse 1]

My blood is ice inside your veins
Crawling underneath my skin
The price we pay to earn that name
The battle that we never win
Falling faster far below
Further into darkest depths
The kiss of death that you bestow
The poison that is on your…lips

[Chorus]

Sweet seduction
Drug addiction
Words that only he can mend
Sweet seduction
My affliction
Rise to only meet the end

[Verse 2-change]

Your thoughts they plant a grave in me
Like missiles shooting through the skies
The pain you watch but never see
Crystals falling from my eyes
Your words they feel like razor blades
Your touch like acid on the skin
Your love this agonizing pain
The battle that I’ll never…win

[Chorus]

[Breakthrough]
Swallowed up by
Sounds of screaming
Asking questions
Without meaning
Fall away…
FADE AWAY!!!!

[Chorus]
Sweet seduction
Drug addiction
Words that only he can mend
Your destruction
My affliction
Rise to only meet the end

The end…


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The Broken Red Canoe

I left my voice, down by the water.
It will be safe.
At least there, any tarnishment of tone,
will slip invisibly into the simple rythmn of the earth.

I can't hear it.

I left my soul, standing quite cold and still.
From beneath the protective shadow of the dream tree,
it will keep watch.

Sneak, back into the warmth of the sun?

My spirit has become weary.
On pure will alone,
it may fly me once again, across the search grid.

I hear, it is a good path....Trust.

If I ever find it,
I may ask a friend to walk back with me.

Down to the water.

Maybe, even ask them to help carry some of the weight,
if only long enough to feel unburdened for awhile.

Share gladly, the same in return.

Push hard.
Send it finally away.

We could sit and hold hands.
Watch and wait, for the heaviness of our fears and sorrows...

to finally sink, the broken red canoe.


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~Shelter From Th' Storm~

~SHELTER FROM TH' STORM~


TWISTING INTO VORTEX,MY VISIONS VANISH TO NAUGHT
THUNDERHEADS ROLL VIOLENTLY,AS VORACIOUS DINS RING A TOLL
TH' DARKNESS...NOW FEEDS FEROCITY'S MAELSTROM
BURSTING AT MY SEAMS,TO CHALLENGE REALITY

STIGMATIC WOUNDS,PROFUSELY NOW POUR
LIFE BECOMES DEATH,AS I PLEAD FOR MY DELIVERANCE
REGRET OF MY BIRTH,FEEDS A YEARNING
FREEDOM ONCE AGAIN,FROM TORTURE...I PLEAD

DAMN MY MORTALITY,I DESIRE NO MORE
TO BE LOOSED FROM BOND OF FLESH,MY SPIRIT GROANS
A TRAUM'D PAST,WAXES NOSTALGIC
CONCEIVED ONCE MORE...THEN REBORN

DEMON'S SEED PLANTED AGAIN,SEARING RAIN BLEEDS
TH' STORM GALES TOSS ME,TO N' FRO' TO BREAK
THOUGH SEEK I A SHELTER,NOT ONE BEACON SHEWS
MINE EYES THAT KNEW BEAUTY,ARE NOW BLACK'ND BLIND

A WHIRLWIND NOW FORMS,DRAWING ME FORTH
DEBRIS PULVERIZES MY PSYCHE',AS IT SWALLOWS ME IN
ONE NOW WITH THIS CYCLONIC SATAN,I SEEK TO DESTROY
BUT AN EYE APPEARS FROM TH' CENTER...OF PUREST LIGHT

PIERCING MY HEART...RELIEF COMES AT LAST
TH' STORM NOW CEASED,I FALL AS I GASP
HANDS APPEAR 'NEATH ME,AS SAVED I'M AGAIN...
FROM CEASING LIFE'S BREATH...BY TH' TRUEST OF FRIENDS






©~AZAZA~'09


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STORMY WEATHERS

wether to weather stormy weathers,
crucial to any understandings.
dire to decision,
more like a feeling never mentioned.
heavy to the struggle;
when the weight of the world is on your shoulder,
rise above the storm,
rise above the norm.
critical to the lifestyles,
hard to choose where to begin.
to wait till' the sun shines,
not waiting for the tears to rain.
so many unaware;
the choice you have to make,
the effect it has on you and everybody.
to stress getting through,
to make the right changes.
better to mve on, 
don't linger on the problem.
not to get undertow by the trials and tribulations.


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Life's rapid motion

Life is a stream that flows 
never ending 
It's waves surges towards me
 and it slowly becomes a flood 
As my emotions begin to sway 

I feel a unbearable pain 
Yet theres no one to comfort me 
Since there's nothing to gain
 Clouds gather 
the rain is falling 
Its resonance soothes my soul
 Like a unknown calling

 Was it all a dream 
Or was it another conflict revealed 
to me I must prevail 
Because? 
Is there a future 
if there is nothing to gain


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why do people listen

people now a days care what people think about them and want to be liked for more then 
just who they are and they will lie and and try to make friends for the wrong reasons and 
they want to be liked by all and many people and they will be what that type of person 
wants them to be. is it really worth it to be something your not when there are people out 
there in the world who will like you for you and you can make true friendships that will last 
longer and wont hurt you in the end. if you want to make true friends you will need to be 
able to act like yourself for the whole time and try to find those people that will think of 
you as hey i like him/her and i want to be friends with them. People want to be liked by as 
many people that they can and they wish that they could find the people that like them for 
them and they want to be able to be like by a lot of thos people but they are hard to find if 
you have the mentality that you have to fake who you are. if you will take the chance and 
try to talk to new people that you dont know not just the cool people you might be amazed 
at what you find and form a true bond that will last throug a life time. people want to be 
popular and want to be able to do what the poular people do all of the time but is it worth 
it if you cant even find the true you anymore. i wish all of the people in the world had what 
it took to say you know what im me if you dont like it then buzz off. if more people did that 
i think that we would have a lot more people in this world that are happy and have fun with 
the people that matter and will be able to talk to them about anything. people dont know 
what a strong gift it is to be different then the other people around them and if they would 
just stop and act like themselfs then they will be happy and people are ment to be 
different and be a leader not a follower. people can read this and say what ever they like 
me for me and i dont have to believe you and it is also your choice to take what you hear 
and apply it and it is your choice to ignor it i hope you will learn something from this and 
use it to become a better person and be a happier person.


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HE Is The Sollution To Every Problem Worry And Heartache


In the midst of this world’s chaos and confusion… There is an answer! There is a solution! Many people have tried all different kinds of things. Not realizing the consequences this often brings… I’m going to say something. This I shall confess… Without God in our lives. Everything is one big mess! Have you thought about what history does unfold? The many wars, famines, and deaths untold? One just can read the book of Revelation. This world’s going to go through a great tribulation! Our hope isn’t in world government. Or chasing a “U.F.O…” It’s only in Jesus... The redeemer of our soul! If heaven is a place would you’d like to be… Think about where you’d like to spend your eternity… With Christ in your life… You can’t go wrong. In his sheltering arms… Is where you belong! Jesus… Who created this earth and everything within… Can wash you clean…. And take away your sin! All of creation cries out and proclaims… The beauty and majesty of his awesome name! He is the solution to the way you’re livin.’! Why not accept him today… And be FORGIVEN! By Jim Pemberton 02/17/11


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Sometimes we have to roar to endure

Out of touch with reality
But i'll catch ahold gradually
And my thoughts are bold naturally
Truth be told hate rattles me.
Its gettin old this jealousy
A dead end road with ice for street
My heart of gold is failin me
Just tryin to hold my sanity.
Positive thinking is altered and blocked 
Got me damn near drinking water chase ciroc
Peoples attitudes stinking brain matter on pot
While a good mans blinking a hater will plot.
So i put on my armor and leave the shield 
When cut by the drama my wounds will heal 
Was taught by my mama to always stay real
They packin black llamas dont get yourself killed 
I will not be bruised abused or mentally subdued
Ive tasted the fruits of langston hughes
I use broken tools and build castles laced with jewels
And feed off the fools who ridicule.
I admire breath and desire nothing less
And these issues i press i rarely regret.
So basically im just ponderin the possibility that to enlighten a mentality otherwise headed toward catastrophe versus watchin from the balcony while another dies tragically has no options just responsibilities
And if a few words whether pronouns or verbs can somehow secure another a few exhales more why wouldnt we aggressively roar to endure.


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A Soul Called Soul

I’m trapped in the American struggle/ 
Surrounded in the alcoholic drug addicted jungle/ 
In my soul called soul I seem to unknowingly look for trouble/ 
Yeah am I the only one to truly see our invisible chaotic bubble? / 
Am I the only one to truly live in while I realize the hidden pains in our own ghetto living rubble? /
 I see in what I still saw of the pains at the same time I hear the alcoholic mumbles/
 Like a burnt cracker over a uncooked cookie I still see the culture crumble/ 
I see the staggering, I see the swerving and I see thy own stumbles/ 
Still yet I am crawling out the dirt like an ant spreading my wings in the sky like the bees bumble/
 It’s when I knew I was a soul called soul/ 
In my soul called soul I am in the super bowl/ 
Seven hundred seventy-seven now I can’t let thy football fumble/ 
I am not going to let thy ring leader lead me in the circus no more, I am no longer an elephant Dumbo/ I’m here to stay not to go/ I been down that same road too many times before/
 I know what it’s like at the bottom, I hit it straight rock ,yeah I been that low/
 now pains of my life I outgrow/it’s when I knew I was a soul called soul 
In my soul called soul/ I hang on not to my enemies nor my friends but my own inner foes/
 I got no true friends, I got no true bros/ I got no true women, I got no hoes/ 
I don’t even know if I will even make it to be thirty-four/ 
I worry about alcoholic danger in the hood every time I walk out my front door/ 
I thank God I’m not rich and thank him for the experience of being dirt poor/ 
I thank him for the fact that I no longer have to steal from the local store/ 
I thank him for the simple fact that I can do simple everyday chores/ 
I remember a time when I was in a prison cell where even death itself felt like a bore/
 until one day something great pick me up off the prison floor……..that was a time when I know I was a soul called SOUL/
 I know my truck of life was ready to take it’s damage when it can still pull its own toll/
 I knew my boat of life was ready to go against high winds with a broken bow/ 
I knew I was ready when I can go against waves 100 feet high go under and still row/
 if not then I make the surf board roll/ The storms comes like shadow hidden in the skies undergrowth/ I’m not only floating I’m also flying through them both/
 I am no longer empty with darkness I am filled with light shone/ 
I am no longer alone, I am force of many through word flow/ 
I am a prophet among my own/ words put together like no other only I condone/ 
I say it in a unique tone/ 
I’m going to make it past the internet and cell phones/ 
I am the one, I am by a higher power chose/ 
These problems in life I will outgrow/ 
I will overcome being just another SOUL CALLED SOUL….


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Return To Dust

After the Casket Falls
After your soul is called
After your final breathe is drawn
I'll meet you again

After the Casket Falls
After your soul is called
After your final breathe is drawn
I'll meet you again

After the Casket Falls
After your soul is called
After your final breathe is drawn
I'll meet you again

I'll See your face again
I swear it
No matter how far away they take you from me
Fading, Going Away, Don't be so afraid
Death is a Dream


The Cross Will Be lighter
Whisper the words
so sacred, so somber

After the Casket Falls
After your soul is called
After your final breathe is drawn
I'll meet you again

After the Casket Falls
After your soul is called
After your final breathe is drawn
I'll meet you again

After the Casket Falls
After your soul is called
After your final breathe is drawn
I'll meet you again

A Fallen Angel looms over the lifeless stone
What Happened here must be true
I must live this life without you

Breaking the Silence
She began to Weep
The Epitaph ceasing to know 
We all must Return To Dust

After the Casket Falls
After your soul is called
After your final breathe is drawn
I'll meet you again

After the Casket Falls
After your soul is called
After your final breathe is drawn
I'll meet you again

After the Casket Falls
After your soul is called
After your final breathe is drawn
I'll meet you again

The solitude is euphoric as an illusional clock
Of argentine fears swallow the last soul
Goodnight black rose of eternity
Goodnight dearest gothic phantom
Tonight The Earth consumes me




**Special Thanks To My Writing Partner Cayla Carr**


Details | I do not know? | |

You and I



You and I.


You.

Your heart blazed,
with a warmth of spirit,

soothing,

alluring,

soaked in truth.



Your smile burned,
branding me permanently,

gentle,

tender,

enveloping my being.



Your love was complete,
from the depths of your soul,

unsaid,

yet fierce,

bathed in silent knowing.



Your dreams were poetic,
fluttering in the afternoon breeze,
infused with the distilled essence of rhyme.


I.

I squandered your generosity of spirit.

I vainly discarded your priceless poems.


Now I stand,

alone,

empty,

desolate,

wasting away,

rotting inside, day by day.




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In the Hands of God

When heartache or uncertainty fill your days and nights, Remember now, more than ever, just don't give up the fight! His hands are layed upon you each and every day. Listen quietly and you'll feel it, not only when you pray. Sharing with a trusted friend will help to see you through. The outcome of your life you know, depends on what you DO. It only takes a willing heart and actions that seem odd, but through your struggles, you'll find strength - in the hands of God.


Details | Rhyme | |

It's My Intention to Serve God


It’s My Intention to Serve God! To serve God is my goal and intention! As I seek to give him all of my attention! To know God is going to be my goal! To serve him with body, mind and soul! To love God is the action I want to take! There’s never a time that’s “too late!” This God that I love and hold so dear… Loves me so much! And has made it clear! This God that I’ve read about in the Bible… Wants me to serve him! Not a false idol! This God that’s forgiven me again and again… Has brought healing and peace within! This God that I want to introduce you to… Is here right now! And wants to help you! This God that calls and knows your name… Can set you free! And remove any “chains!” This God is here right now! He waits for you! The opportunity is yours! What will you do? This God can bring salvation to our lives! Knowing and serving him is very wise! Won’t you take a minute and spend time with him? With him in your life.. . You’re sure to win! By Jim Pemberton


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What If Tomorrow Never Comes

I recall now the days when forever seemed but a short time The visits to the hospital, brought sad images to your mind She lay on a bed, cords all around her, no hair upon her head The cancer drove us crazy with worry tears and fright She was only a baby, I didn't get the chance to say goodbye Farewell until we meet again where you'll be waiting... waiting for tomorrow to come again. What if tomorrow never comes? How will I face the rising sun, when the moon is the only thing I can see? I need her here with me... The only loss I've ever known The only time that I've experienced this kind of sorrow... So what if tomorrow never comes? What if tomorrow never comes. And now I lie here thinking it through, memories flash through my head, memories of you Moments of a bittersweet time Reminiscing the days when you were mine The days when you were alive The tears come back to my eyes I feel the need to cry but nothing slides out I need to scream and shout, My emotions pour out as one, silently So what if tomorrow never comes? Reality in death is so hard to accept, I need my tomorrow to come... What if it never does? What if tomorrow never comes? How will I face the rising sun, when the moon is the only thing I can see? I need her here with me... The only loss I've ever known The only time that I've experienced this kind of sorrow... So what if tomorrow never comes? What if tomorrow never comes. Will tomorrow ever come? I just want to be awake when the moon becomes the sun I'm waiting here for you, in the darkness of the night. I wait still for you, forever the images will haunt my mind Tomorrow will come I'll soon be alright Tomorrow will come... Tomorrow has come... I can now see the sun.


Details | I do not know? | |

Is Some One There To LISTEN?

Angel's are for you and only you. i think you can have many angels. i don't know. 

 But anyways....
if you don't like to go home beacuase of the drama going on between your parents? just go 
to your room and just...talk!  talk to your angel....

If your in a bad situation, and your scared with no one to comfort you?  There IS someone 
to comfort you right now... with an arm around your shoulder saying everything is gona be 
all right in you ear.....
 

 THERE IS ALWAYS SOME ONE WHO WILL LISTEN AND COMFORT YOU WHEN NO ONE ELSE CAN!!!!!!




                   *comment if you have a thought or fav poem)*

                                     -Angel4eva23


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Am I Still Forgiven

I did it again; I need forgiven.
Will He still forgive me even though I've fallen before?
I've fallen into these same sins countless times before;
I still haven't learned my lesson.
I am an ignorant hypocrite.
Am I still forgiven?


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Another Day

So many meanings.. So many intentions, misunderstandings and disappointments in those two
words alone.. "Another day".. 
Another day I try.. Another day to wait.. Another day for something to try again because
another day it failed.. 
Another day I'll smile again.. And another day there will be pain.. And another day like
every day when I sit here in patience wondering when it will no longer be.. Another day.. 
Wishing that, that moment of peace would come today.. And not another day..
but no matter how many days that "another" becomes I'm still left here waiting.. 
For security.. Another day.. For family.. Another day.. For love.. Another day.. But never
today.


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Life's Difficult Situations


Life can bring many difficult situations!
Often, there’s really no explanation!

No matter how smart or how wise,
Things can take us totally by surprise!

We can often find our life off course.
Many times, being driven by a “dark force.”

I know that it’s hard to know what to do.
Especially with what you
 may be going through!

I can’t think of all the right words to say…
To help you make it through another day!

But there’s someone, I can ask you to turn to!
He loves and is most concerned about you!

His name is Jesus!  The almighty God is he!
He’s committed to you now!  And for eternity!

He’s the one that you can trust and lean on!
And is someone that you can
 certainly depend on!

Won’t you give him an opportunity to help you?
He reaches out his hand!  Because he loves you!

He is the source with an eternal heavenly treasure!
He can completely fill you! 
 Beyond measure!

The decision is yours!  A choice to be made!
There’s nothing for Jesus what’s worth the “trade!”

He’s everything that any of us can ever think of!
And can do more for you!  Than you ever dreamed of!

He’s the alpha and omega!  The beginning and the end!
Won’t you allow him to be your
 savior and friend???

By Jim Pemberton


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There Will Always Be Fences

Two voices rise from a car driving down an abandoned road. 
Barbed wire fences close the road in. 
We are alone. Different and shunned from the rest of humanity.

Two voices sing a duet from the soul, crying for freedom, pleading for hope. Wishing 
with everything they have that things would change.
Heartbreaking beauty is on the other side of that fence. Hills and trees and grass, 
so beautiful it makes me cry, and for a moment my song stops as I'm struck 
speechless by the sheer majesty of those hills and trees.

Fences dot the hillside, like cattle pens, but there's nothing there.
Fences outside fences. A sure way to make sure we will never be free.
We can run, but there will always be fences.

Why can't we have our freedom like we deserve to. Why must we be different when 
we are so very much the same.

Why must there always be fences outside fences.

Why must there always be fences when we deserve to be free.


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Simply Unforgetable

Lol here i go writing another big ass letter today. Gosh seeing you for those 15 min or wat ever is now making my heart sing. you have no idea how much i am happy right now.
Pending
you cant even imagine how happy i am right now. I GOT TO SEE MY ANGEL AGAIN.
Pending
gosh looking into your eyes was a nicest trip i ever taking. even on drugs i didnt have that big of a high as i got after seeing you.
Pending
FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUK! i am so FUKIN happy you can't even FUKIN imagine. lol. i wanna hear your voice so bad again. just to boost my high right now. lol. DAMN i think my heart is gonna stop right now of how happy i am right now that i saw an angel like you today.
Pending
Gosh no one ever made me as happy as i am right now as you. Damn i wanna see you so much right now. So how do you expect for me to live with just me. MUAH i love you baby.


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Count Your Blessings

What went wrong? Why did life runaway?
I was only a kid. Why did I have to pay?
I know I wasn't perfect. Not always a nice guy.
But, others are worse and they seem to get by.
I live life slow, now, can't seem to get back in paise.
Like life's a big compitision and I'm last in the race.
I got in a car wreck, that messed me up bad.
But, I could end my depression by counting what I still had.
I couldn't talk to communicate, but atleast I could still write.
Couldn't walk either, but won that in a fight.
Lost alot of friends that were close to me too.
Now, I see who was false, and the ones that were true.
My body was still intact and at least I could see.
Saw and heard many people, alot worse off then me.
One thought in my head that made me wanna prance.
I must be special. God gave me another chance.


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Fight for THE light

Hey Joe,
don't worry,
this is a true story.

Its a story about fail,
story about hail,
story about me breaking barrier of sound,
then smashing into ground,
into pieces..

dividing,
disappearing,
reassembling,
reappearing.

With one goal,
to hit a wall,
even harder,
until my persistence,
endangers my existence.

You see,
I'm not a lucky man,
no matter how fast,
or where I ran,
results always say that I'm last.

But I don't care,
My mind is high,
somewhere in the sky

I fight,
I try,
So many times, I touched the light,
never let it out of my sight,
but I cannot make it stay,
it always goes, slips, away.

Some stupid reason,
some brutal error,
a treason,
a terror,
a freaking prison of emotions,
Suddenly I find my self in a void, 
Self-destroyed...Again!

And then I ask myself,
am I a optimist?
a positive guy,
ask my self, what is going on? Why?

I Analyze
Reanalyze
I make a plan,
I make it work!
I stand up
I'm a man!!

I Never give up,
I Never give in,
I feel the thirst,
I want to be first!
Sadly,
so badly!!!

One day I will be,
Then world will see,
who I am,
world will see,
who I'm meant to be!!

But everybody keeps asking me,
When? When? When? When? When?
Should I maybe ignore them until then?


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Holy Passion

ALERT: A carpenter's son is loose in the Temple
Birds flutter, animals hustle, merchants scream.
The zeal for Jesus' Father's house consumes Him
As the place for foreigners to pray had become a zoo.
 
ALERT: A prophet is setting up for a Baal battle.
Baal's priests even cut themselves yet no fire.
After taunting, Elijah fills his altar with water.
Calling on God, fire consumes and people bow.
 
ALERT: An old man is building a huge boat ship.
Without a cloud in the sky and only son's to help.
When finished the animals come on call to board.
Rain starts, doors close – 8 saved by holy passion.
 
ALERT: Jesus is telling a tax collector he'll join him for dinner.
Heedless of the Pharisees despising and the crowd's surprise.
Zacchaeus totally changes – offering to multiply stolen money.
A single sinner saved multiplies even more this holy passion.
 
ALERT: Peter plus are preaching in the Temple again.
After being imprisoned for just that, now rearrested.
Whipped by the authorities, the disciples rejoice -
For they've been counted worthy to suffer with Christ.

ALERT: Daniel's praying openly even after it's become illegal.
The royal advisers gleefully have the king throw him to the lions.
Strangely they don't seem hungry till after Daniel is pulled out.
So the king openly praises Daniel's God for this amazing miracle.
 
DOUBLE ALERT: Jesus is talking to a Samaritan woman!!!!
Breaking cultural barriers to share the message of salvation
To her who has been married 5 times and is living with the 6th.
She believes he's the Messiah and brings the town to Christ!
 
ALERT: Paul's going back into the same town that stoned him.
He's preaching again after shipwreck, jail, beatings, and such.
Persecution seems to encourage Paul that he's doing the right.
Passionately following the Savior who turned Him 180 degrees.
 
ALERT: Bible translators burned at the stake for God's Word.
Missionaries avoid death and disease long enough to share life.
Stirring Holy Passion in receptive people who repeat the cycle.
Changing cultures in bondage into those sharing Jesus' love.
 
ALERT: What passion has the Lord put on your heart? Mine?
Can we pray to see His will find its way in our everyday lives
So the lost shall see, hear, find Christ and grow to share Him?
Eternity is forever, this life is not. Fill us Lord with holy passion.


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Time -part 2-

Even then though—you ask how!
How can she not return the hatred!
But we humans cannot think so beyond
To even dare comprehend the mystery sentiments she possesses
Surrounding her are twelve unattainable senses
That we only know from a single mind’s imagination
Like space she is enigma
And she will wander there without any question
Her senses are twelve sojourners that never tire
Watching with melodious eyes
Some see darkness and some see light
And none are ever affected by the garish dark
Or even the furious bright
Only Time can tell
What the multiple futures hold
But she is patient and silent
Speaking for all of our burning minds
Anger often burns our sides
For we do not want her silent comfort
Her hints seer us and overbear us
Were it be truth we would see it as deceit 
Were it deceit we would at last find her a flaw
We want everything now
And for that we suffer
And she is confused by our abhorrence
But she is intelligent, brave and belligerent 
And she cuts no slack
She will give none back
But in forwardness she is abundantly generous
Feeding us futures of hope
Her thanksgiving is art to those at death’s door
Those that make it in the uncertainty of night’s long abode
Some think her cruel to have them live on
But she had no choice in the matter
She is merely a vigilante
And in that vision—a humble giver
Time sees the rulers of this world
And smiles as she sees them go
May you not think her cruel to smile
To think that she thinks us inferior 
For it isn’t so!

Time is on our side
But we are ever against her
Ever against her
 
8/5/13
(note: This was meant to be one full poem, but I could not fit it on one page. Thank you kindly for reading)


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Dream Liberty -- Butterfly Effect

Butterflies quietly fluttering In my soul Transforming my life Morphing into something so unreal So Different, silently beautiful So hidden and lost A fire dances on my pale iced face Lively prancing as each sheds more light The embers glow in your singed shadow Was this eternity meant to last forever? I couldn't believe that a simple flap of butterfly wings could cause such a storm, a storm in my mind The simplest things causing the greatest of pains Why cant I be one of them Forever and free I'll be with my dream of liberty Punishing the dead Can you never let anything go Is it all to hard to see That your bias takes you on a blinded delusion Where all they plunder is hate Terror is a virtue When becoming a king So cut off the strings of my life With your power And you will see the strength of the dream of Liberty I couldn't believe that a simple flap of butterfly wings could cause such a storm, a storm in my mind The simplest things causing the greatest of pains Why cant I be one of them Forever and free I'll be with my dream of liberty I couldn't believe that a simple flap of butterfly wings could cause such a storm, a storm in my mind The simplest things causing the greatest of pains Why cant I be one of them Forever and free I'll be with my dream of liberty


Details | Pantoum | |

THE UNHOLY DEAD

   THE UNHOLY DEAD
He would take her to heaven if she chose to go
but her world's just a place for the dead,
if she had a solution he wanted to know,
in a while it would be in his head.

All her world is a place for the unholy dead
she might answer his question two times,
in a while he might see, but will lose it instead
holding out for an answer that rhymes.

she might answer his question, and answer it twice,
"yes I love you but don't want to go,"
so he holds out much longer because of the price
of the things that he never should know.

"Yes I love you but it's not time for me to leave,"
she has told him, but didn't explain,
"Love is something you never should know nor believe,
unless you are a sweet summer rain."

Yes she told him, but didn't tell all that she knows,
he can't see how she loves him so much,
like a sweet summer rain she appears and then goes
to the heaven he wants her to touch.

He can't see how she loves him, his heart is so blind,
nor that they are in heaven--but how?
And he wants so to touch her, and then he will find
they're together in heaven right now.

How they got to heaven, she said time and again,
"I have loved you much longer than me,"
and together in heaven, they see how love's been
for as long as a true love can be.

She has loved him much longer than sweet summer rain
and before she was ever a child,
for as long as a true love that's hard to explain,
from where-ever a true love is filed.

And before she was young, in her place of the dead,
they were younger than love ever knows,
and where-ever love is, in the heart or the head,
they've gone into where-ever love goes.
© ron wilson


Details | Carpe Diem | |

Doubt Has A Space of It's Own

“Doubt” is a lonely place when once it takes its hold. 
Do pay close attention or it will have its toll.

“Doubt” is a lonely place, for no one wants to share. 
They say misery loves company;  but “Doubt” is hard to snare.

Elusive “Doubt” hides in shadows and slowly it takes form.
Opaque thoughts dwell, swelling in dense clouds of despair. 

Left all alone, “Doubt” harbors fear, blinded by confusion of lore.
So take my advice, use haste, and quickly vacate “Old 
Doubt's” dreary space; 

Have no “Doubt” that only love of self, will 
overcome this insipid place.


Details | Free verse | |

The full moon waxing

The amazing way we came to know
We each had some place else to go

where eternal sparks of passion’s fire
too hot to quench with earthly flesh

We understood our wants and needs
Taking eternity into account
never crossed our minds
when we evaluated our lives

We now step back and evaluate
our relationships
our accomplishments
and believe in our choices

We live a life our parents
could not even imagine
but the one thing they taught us
still holds true... the children are the most important thing.

rlm '08


Details | I do not know? | |

Flood

I want to Cry
     But,
I Cant.
I Wish i will
    But,
I Wont

                                        I Want to shed a tear for every Broken Heart, 
                                          for every broken heart theres a boy
                                       If i shed a tear for every Broken Heart, there'll
                                            soon be a Flood.
 
A Flood which is from a Dead Heart,
  No More Pain,
 No More Cry's
No More Feeling's 
 No More Heart


By: Angel4eva

(plzz comment if u like my poem... thank u for reading) plzz rate


Details | Rhyme | |

Just A Little Talk With Jesus

Just A Little Talk With Jesus… Why not talk to Jesus? And spend some time alone? Won’t you ask him to be the Lord of your heart and home? Just a little talk with Jesus can make your day so bright. He can heal your troubles and make everything “alright!” Just a few moments with him can make all of the difference! His love can give you hope and a joyous experience! Feel free to share with him your every need and concern! Won’t you allow him to guide you at life’s every turn? Won’t you allow his cleansing power to take your sins away? He can make you a new person! And can do it TODAY! The time you can spend with him, is time you won’t regret! HE will never fail you! And hasn’t let go of anyone yet! Just a little talk with Jesus will bring sweetness to your soul! The words of Christ can completely make you whole! Please remember a promise from the beginning of time. When God created the world... He had all of us in mind! Spending time with Jesus will be the best thing you did! Won’t you accept his love and willingness to forgive? Just think about the opportunity with Christ you can share! You can have time with him! And can meet him anywhere! Behold the glory of our Lord! He reigns from heaven above! You can enjoy his presence! And the power of HIS LOVE! By Jim Pemberton


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The True Meaning Of Easter

The True Meaning of Easter

The true meaning of
the Easter story,
Is God’s Son came down
to Earth from glory.

Jesus really does
love you and me.
He was born to die 
that you might be free.

For 33 years, he lived
among sinful men.
Then one day was to be
an atonement for our sin.

He who was born of the
virgin Mary’s womb.
Was to one day rise again
from an empty tomb.

So many people have
gotten into a habit,
of replacing Jesus
with the bunny rabbit.

So please reach out to others
and let them know,
Of the lover and redeemer
of their soul.

The true meaning of Easter
must forever be said.
Of God’s son who died,
but arose from the dead!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | I do not know? | |

The Purpose

Why not me?
I was chosen for a purpose that hasn't been revealed
Should I sing, Should I write or maybe even heal
Who am I?
Just an average girl,
Who can't find her place in this world
But why me?
I wasn't sent here for impending doom
God knew me when I was in the womb
My heart is big and full of love
The breath I take came from above
What can I offer?
Wisdom, encouragement maybe a prayer
Healing hands, a song or maybe just share
I didn't ask to be here but it was in His plan
To fulfill a purpose and help where I can
I don't know why I'm here and deserve all of this
I guess it's to fulfill God's mission and the purpose


Details | Ballad | |

The Real Me

Everyone says I'm different,
Says that I have changed.
I think differently.
I'm just finding me.

Everyone says "Your life's wasted"
Says I'm going nowhere.
I think differently.
I'm just finding me.

Everyone slowly leaves.
They say I'm all alone.
I think differently.
I'm just finding me.

Everyone shows me things from the past,
Tries to show what they think they know.
I think differently.
I'm just finding me.

Sitting alone with nothing and noone,
I look at things left behind.
I'm still thinking differently.
I was just finding me.

I look over it all again and again,
Looking for something to show.
Now, I think differently.
I lost the real me.


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An Illusion of Grandeur

Megalomaniacal eyes
Burning irises; emerald flames
Melting pupils; the blackest rain (reign)
You know you murder the world
You know you perforate its heart
Its soul
You spill its blood 
Don’t you, kid?
You know you exterminate its gravity
We’ve dropped into the palm of your hand
Now, you’ve got the wooden world dancing on strings
Don’t you, kid?
Where’s your humanity?
Where’d you bury your sanity?
Dig it up
Dig it up
Resuscitate its breath
Because you’re on a fast road to downtown death
But you know you’re too great for death
You know death cannot overcome you
No one can defeat you
But essentially you’re nothing
You’re nobody
You’re in my head
You're me.


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Pink Slime

Pink Slime, Pesticides
And chicken thighs bigger than my thighs

And we wonder why there is an increase
in learning disabilities among children today 
I say it’s because the process, that the food is processed and grown and raised, is
compromised by demand, money, greed or fame. 
I do understand that demand is high 
so we have to do somethin’

So to compete, we inject hormones into the very animal or plant that is sold for consumption
So now we eat these hormones and our bodies are stressed because of the added pesticides and  herbicides and other sh#! that’s hard to digest  

I mean what’s really the cause?
There’s more kids with disabilities today than there ever was  
I say it’s because like the story is told in the verses, that knowledge is increasing in man and the result is not what He purposed. 

Pink Slime and Pesticides..We’re eating stuff that’s been chemically grown inside…and chickens bigger than my thighs


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The BEST Decision You'll Ever Make

No good decision is made 
that starts out as a lie.
A good decision is to live for Jesus--
why not give him a try?

The truth is that God's son died
 for me and you!
The decision to live for him--
what are you going to do?

The lie is..it doesn't matter what 
kind of choice you make.
The truth is...you must do it now!  
Before it's too late!

You'll never know when your
 last day shall appear.
Your final day on earth 
could be very near!

A dedision for Jesus is the best 
choice to be made.
His life for yours.. on calvary 
has been paid!

Come to the cross and give 
everything to him!
Come and experience the joy 
of being born again!

A decision based on (God's)truth, 
is the best place to start.
Jesus' blood will make within 
you a brand new heart.

His gift of salvation is offered 
to all of mankind.
"Now if the day of salvation... 
Now is the accepted time!"

By Jim Pemberton
2007


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

Emotional Hole

I did not find myself to be so important
So I ask my friends do I seem distant?
When I ask the question I had received an answer, Yes
So I think that made it clear that I had been not the best
I am a friend of a friend that talks so many things
That friend talks to much it is insane and insanity it brings
I do care, about my friends they are all good people
They tend to stand on their high steeple 
Today I find myself not so aware
Disbanding my fear of regret and care
Walking many different paths I see that I have found holes
It is the path that people choose to use to fuel their rage with coals
Coals are partially burnt wood or fossils a piece of fuel
It is the source of burden and fire a rage of emotions that stands cruel
It can be warm and caring, but it also can be baring
I just start to feel so low, below the ground I keep on staring
I reach for my friends so many times I feel so ignorant at times
Just once I feel I should not rely on them when feeling I can not find 
I dig my hole deeper and I can not climb out
For some reason I am just full of doubt
I care about so many things and what I have is confusion
One person should be all I should think about to get out of that illusion
My battle in my heart and mind is not at all so pleasant
I feel so alone in an island that is shaped like a crescent
My emotions is like coinciding with a diameter of the semicircle
Not a full emotion that is complete like a circle
My feelings is circular full of incomplete thoughts, so much deeper
I feel it will wake up my evil half a evil soul that is a sleeper
What question should I ask myself? to believe that I am not so alone
As I feel like a person who is deteriorating to the bone
I ask my friends the same question once again
I figure I should do it, to know what kind of feelings I should end
So many thoughts that come out of my feeling
I feel like my friends take, an emotional trauma of stealing
They ask me questions and I answer theirs
But when I need mine answered I feel burning inside like a flare
Are they even friends when they do not take me serious in anyway
Just put me in my hole cause I feel nothing in their will be getting in my way
It's just so simple to answer someones problem
I answer friends with beauty of a rose, but when they answer mine I get the stem
I know the stem is very important in life, with out it how can a rose be a rose
With a hole to put the root and stem in how can it grow
The words we speak I guess is like all natural things we reap and sow


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Yester

Yester year grievous
brought events mischevious,
fulfilling fate malicious:
my worst fears,
my nightmares vicious;
I was oblivious
to how cruel life can be.

I suffered
soul turned cold,
heart in flames,
my existence- all in vain.

I withstood
all that came
and still waited:
come what may.

My heart burned,
my soul froze
my ego died.

I awoke
coming to life:
damaged,
yet emotionally indestructible.

No pain is painful nowadays,
no trouble would bother me,
no emotion may hurt;

The sacrifice was cruel,
yet it became fuel
for my new life.


Details | Lyric | |

Burnin' Knuckles

   Your lookin over burnin' knuckles into the road,
There it goes,
But you don't even know your destination so,
With a shake of your head,
On goes the trip,
And a whispered three words, 
This isn't it.

  Guided by a light,
Of thirty or fourty feet,
But your being driven by a heart,
That has forgotten how to beat.
 
   Oh No,
Here we go,
Another mile turns into another night,
Another day to drive right outta sight,
Ohhh it's a rollercoaster horror ride.
When looking over burning knuckles into the road,

   Oh it's a roller coaster horror ride,
Lookin over burnin' knuckles into the road,
Your lookin over burnin' knuckles into the road,
An' there it goes,
But you don't even know destination so,
With a shake of your head,
On goes the trip,
And a whispered three words,
This isn't it.
 
   On it goes_ this isn't it,
On it goes_ this isn't it,
Your trip_ Into the unknown,
While lookin over burnin' knuckles into the road,
And guided by a light,
An' a heart_ that has forgotten how to beat.

  Your lookin over burnin' knuckles into the road,
Strainin eye's on a light that guides,
Our way through what we dont know.

   Ohh it's a rollercoaster horror ride,
Being guided by the lonely nights,
While lookin over,
Burnin' knuckles,
Into the road.


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True Love Can't Be Made, Bought or Traded

Many call making love, from a physical reaction. As many try to find a loving satisfaction! True love can’t be bought, paid, or traded This is something that shouldn’t be debated! True love is from God, and freely given! His love can change the way you’re livin’! Only God’s love can cleanse the heart from sin! And bring true satisfaction deep within! If it’s “cheap love,” you seek… You can find it! But you’ll end up empty, hurt and blinded! If it’s true love you want. Look no more! Jesus is here... Knocking at your heart’s door! Won’t you let him in? And let his love touch you? He wants to do this. Because he really loves you! He loves you so much, he bled and died! In him, you can be made whole and sanctified! Won’t you accept the love he freely gives? It will bless you each day that you live! By Jim Pemberton


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Life Beyond You

Life Beyond You. At the core of my heart, where the air is cool And the pieces formed have slowly parted, Lies the innocence used as your only tool Since the day when your hunger started. I remember the day our lives began, Cocooned in a silver cloud, But I knew I was right when I turned and ran, Our dreams, burned in a shroud. I tried to think what I did wrong Or whether it was even me, But your hate was as fierce as the day is long- The day when you set me free. A blow to the head would have been quite tough Or a bullet through the chest, But the way you killed me was just enough To lay me down to rest. How clever you were! I remember thinking When you dismissed every word that they said, But the evidence was clear, and your life was sinking, Whilst I slept silent in an eternal bed. But as I watch you now, with your head held high Smothering your face in a grin, I make my way forward with a smile and a sigh And I know you cannot win. For I know your greatest fear of all Of which you cannot see. Your life, my dear, is due to fall, And waiting there is me.


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Lord Help Me To Make A Difference Today


Lord, help me to make a difference in someone’s life today And to preach Jesus in what I do and say… Help me to make a difference in this world that surrounds me What you have done in my life continues to astound me! Help me to make a difference in the hearts of men. That I may show others what it means to be BORN AGAIN! Help me to make a difference in my prayer life too As I want to daily be in LOVE WITH YOU! Help me to make a difference in the reading of your word. May I share your scripture to the many who’ve never heard! Help me to make a difference in the life you’ve given to me… I once was blind. But now CAN SEE! Help me make a difference wherever I may go. As your Holy Spirit teaches and enriches my soul! YOU are the difference to a world that’s perishing… YOU offer true love…And life that’s everlasting! YOU are the reason why I keep on going. This life you’ve given to me… I am enjoying! … You have made a difference in my sinful condition You’ve changed my life! I’m a NEW creation! By Jim Pemberton


Details | I do not know? | |

PURE FRUSTRATION

Lord hear my prayers
as I fall to my knees
I'm begging you Jesus please
to some life is just a game
will they ever change
or will they remain the same
while loving there life of shame

I'm coming to you
because i'm feeling very blue
I'm tired of all the lies and deceit
will you come and rescue me
If i am silent about this pain
It will drive me completely insane

who will hear this aching heart
jesus only you can expose what's in the dark
my tears are the steps to reach my final destination
as I pray my way through this life of pure frustration



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Scarred Tissue

scarred tissue i don't miss you i don't wish you were the better of me i don't care much for surveillance but it tempts me to burn out inside everybody's lying scarred tissue i really miss you i really wish you had got the better of me you see, i need that bad beat sometimes 'cause everybody's fine yeah, everybody's fine that's what on my mind For even Elvis reigning in his castle sometimes lost battles, immortalized forever tell the stories of the glories of mighty Aphrodite the most beautiful sin in existence bright was her smile all while the while evil stirred grinning storm clouds castles in the sky castles in the sky made for you and I grand castles in the sky sometimes re-invent your self just for indulgence stray from the normal path for it was one of a kind but I'm already under influenced sometimes a knowledgeable bright shining star fades away into the darkness shall come back in rebirth I know it sounds tragic but that's what I heard every bird has wings wings to fly away any chosen day into my dismay a beautiful array wings to start a new inner strength attitude because I'm in stride with you on another level soon a game worth winning is the reason we play life can be desperate at times but I find its beauty truly basking in the sunlight of midday so as I wave before a wave washes me to the shore I seek every day has been worth the while for the while stays wildly embedded in uniquely threaded scarred tissue


Details | I do not know? | |

I DON'T KNOW

I dont know if you're "THE ONE"?

I dont know if it's REALLY LOVE?
  OR if it's just a FIRST IMPRESSION?

I dont know if i Really NEED YOU?
 OR if i jusy WANT YOU?

I dont knoe if these "TEARS" is the FEAR of LOSING YOU?
 OR are these the "TEARS" of CONFUSION?

COULD you be "THE ONE"?

  I DONT KNOW


+Angel4eva++

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Cellar Door Escape The Fate

We walk through the doorway, heard you calling from the hall
To find you in the bedroom not breathing at all
I drag your body to the cellar where we lay, 
the wax it melts away, 
I kiss your face...
Now we are starting to love you more,
your body's on the canvas, 
That I painted on the floor
Now you wait,
like the drug, 
like the change in the pain it goes on for so long
And oh,
now it hurts in the worst way, 
now that you're gone, 
its so wrong,
its so wrong....
If I could take you somewhere,
I'd take you to my darkest place, 
scatter you in art forms, admire the whore,
beauty in different ways your hands on picture frames, 
your eyes in the glass wear your face as a mask
Now they are starting to love you more, 
a gallery of your beauty no charge at the door
As you wait, 
like the drug, 
like the change in the pain it goes on for so long
And oh, 
now it hurts in the worst way, 
now that your gone, 
it's so wrong, 
it's so wrong....
And down below your veins run dry your vacant eyes, 
I lost control your face is pale, 
your body's cold
And down below your veins run dry your vacant eyes, 
I lost control your face is pale, 
your body's cold
(face is pale your body's cold )
Wait, like the drug, 
like the change in the pain it goes on for so long
And oh, now it hurts in the worst way, 
now that your gone, 
it's so wrong, 
it's so wrong...



Details | Rhyme | |

I Still Love The Lord In The Same Old Fashioned Way

I Still Love the Lord In The Same Old Fashioned Way! No matter what many people may have to say. I still love the Lord in the same old fashioned way! No matter the burden. No matter the cost! Christ gave me his life! That day on the cross! The holiness of my Lord is awesome and very real! Behold the Lord God! The God of Israel! Jesus has created me. And his word tells me. Everything about my life... He already knows me! He’s called me to give up everything! And follow him! I want to do what he asks of me, because I love him! He will help me to be the kind of person he wants me to be. He has called me to holy living. Because he loves me! This way of living, may seem to be “old fashioned” by many. But the life he gives, is worth more than all of this world’s money! He gives joy unspeakable! And the half hasn’t been told. One day soon, I shall walk on those streets of gold! He gives an abundant life! This is why he came! Everything I’ll ever need... I can find in his name! The road to eternal life, is a narrow road to travel on. Christ is someone I can always depend on! Thank you Lord! For your love so sweet! All of my burdens and worries, I lay at your feet! You’re worth everything to me! What more could I ask? I have a heavenly life with you, that will always last! By Jim Pemberton


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Teardrops of sorrow

Teardrops of sorrow, stream down her face. As she thinks of tomorrow, and feels out of place.
 
Lies and infidelity, clouding her thoughts. She knows they were weaknesses, she could have fought.
 
As the one that she loved, slips slowly away. She lies to herself, saying she'll be okay.
 
Living her life, cold day after day. She'll one day break down, and quietly pray.
 
"Help me dear father, in heaven above. Help me be strong, and teach me to love. "
 
"Show me my worth, and my light that's inside. Give me my courage, and rebuild my pride. "

A hollow dark hole, sits in place of her heart. Cause her values and morals, have all fall'n apart.
 
What once was a sweet, and innocent girl. Is now lost and lonely, consumed by this world.
 
She'd sacrifice anything, just to fit in. Sacrifice everything, and give in to sin.
 
Loved ones may forgive her, but they'll never forget. She's strayed far from her path, but they won't give up yet.
 
Holding her hand, they'll help her get through. But it won't change the fact, that she was untrue.

She damaged the heart, of a very good man. Did things that he, just can't understand. 

Now I have no doubt, she loved him to death. But love's just a word, mumbled under our breath. 

For actions have always, spoke louder than words. And hate is the sound, most commonly heard. 

If you don't like the feelings, expressed in these lines. Then cover your ears, and cover your eyes. 

For a bitter cold boy, wrote down this letter. But he wrote it to say, that he's doing better.

Lying awake, in the mid of the night. He smiles and says, "I'm doing alright. "

Floating away, on an ocean of memories. He piles up the sand, to block off his enemies.

Moving along, he hopes she's okay. But he won't let the thoughts of her, get in his way. 

Lying awake, likely miles apart. They each fall asleep, with a hand on their heart. 

For life is a Story, often painful to tell. But sleep sweet tonight, for they're both doing well.  

   


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Life Is Fragile Handle With Prayer


Life Is Fragile! Handle With Prayer! Life is fragile! Handle with prayer! We don’t know how long we’re here! Life isn’t as long as someone may think! It could be gone as fast as you can blink! This life that we have... Our God has given! Only he knows how long we’ll be livin’! Won’t you spend some time to pray? Wherever you are... It will change your day! It’s good to spend time with God, one to one! And ask for a touch from his precious son! Christ can restore and change you from within! He can heal and cleanse you from every sin! With him, you can have eternal life insurance! And have an everlasting love assurance! He can give you eternal life to receive! Won’t you reach out to him? And simply believe? By Jim Pemberton


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Contradiction

I’m my own worst enemy
Reality seems to challenge my sanity
I’m in a state of constant contradiction
I’m Batman, Robin Gotham city.
Can’t define myself, I’m meaningless by definition.
I’m my own worst enemy

I have everything I want except what I need
I’m not bias; I care about the colour of your creed
On Ramadan my sins I feed to fast on Eid
I’m a Christian walking with an evil entity.

I’m in a state of contradiction
Balanced yet unbalanced; I’m the problem and solution
I’m a smoker complaining about pollution
Can you see the irony in my conclusion?

I can concentrate
but 
Can’t pocket-pay attention
I have eyes to see 
but
The world perceives for me
I have a brain to think what my mouth could question
but
My heart fears to mention.

If my actions don’t make sense to you count me in
Sometimes you have to lose to win
A good man’s soul can be lost and never found
An evil heart can be love-bound.

Once you perceive the futility in turning a blind eye
Perhaps
You could be 
The change you want to see
The change you want to be.


Details | I do not know? | |

Usary

Usary

Usary on the poor Maybe leagle
but it aint right


Details | Quatrain | |

THE MAGNIFICENT TALENT OF RASTAFARI

Rastafari certainly was a young man of magnificent talent indeed...
He praised God, as Abraham did, in his chant and dance with true glee,
Bob Marlyn and Peter Posh helped him become a raggae star;
some folks thought he was crazy with those long, braided hair.


Since ninenteen-seventy when hippies abounded,
and revolted against the American Government with protest...
Rastafari wrote great songs of many themes for the oppressed
and poor who were denied civil liberties in their own land.


Listen to those songs, feel the vibrant beat in the his unique music
and walking in his shoes you can sing with him and become his friend,
because Rasatfari dreamed of seeing all peoples embrace around the troubled world...
has he died in vain or left an indelible legacy for those adoring his everlasting beat?


Details | Pastoral | |

Un Be Friended By The Enemy




*************************

Some-time's We live our life
We strive to proceed
Within-in the Body of Christ
But, When it's time to
Say our AMEN
      ------
Here come's the Devil
He pretends to be your friend
Now, He may be a brother
A sister or what have you
Just the same He is there
To comfort you,
      -------
But, the first time that
You turn your back,
Here He is,
With the sneak attack....
The pleasure is all His
      -------
Shall, I spend all my time
Suspended in Prayer
With the Devil,
Awaiting me at His layer 
             Fore,
 He can never go there
Fore truth is in Prayer
        -------
Oh', Shall I spend my time
Fighting the Devil,
He can reel you in,
And that next time We
See you, it would be at
The End of a shovel...
With dirt in your face
With the ground soon
To be leveled.... 
Eternity erased...
      ------
In less than an hour
Their will be may-be
A rain shower...
Or People with flower's
Fore this is the Devil's 
Finest Hour...
        -------
Six Feet Under

       ------
So, Yes, I rebuke Him
Any-time that He comes'
Near the Light.....
For the Lord to intercede 
And kiss the Devil good night
      --------
So, when the Devil come's
Dressed as a friend....
He trend's to deceive You
And act like a friend
But, don't let Him in
Fore He is just pretend
      -------
He has been Deviling for years'
Invoked all kind of fear's
But, left to the imaginations'
He is just a cheap thrill
      ------
One fraught with tears'
               And Fears

Of the promise's that were
Bestowed upon Thee,
The truth that was Yours'
Meant to last for the all of
Eternity.... 
       -------
Those thing's bestowed by God
In the bid to set us Free
That was Our inherit Nance
At no cost to you and me
      ------
            By God, Him-self....
      -------
At the inception of creation
By the bind's of Eternity....  


                  GF



**********Notes*********

When walking in the ways' of Christ, people will come into your life.
Some-times' they are long trusted friends. But, If they do things'
that are not on the level....Chances' are that they are doing the
work of the Devil....Take them to Heart, intercede them to the Light
When all is done...Thus, goes' the fight. Fore Jesus Christ, with all
His might....has again assured Us that He is the Light!  GF


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Getting The Victory For An Addiction

I know of someone with a very powerful addiction.
It was eating him up like a “big time infection…”

His wife didn’t know what to do.  She was at her “wits end…”
No matter what she tried…  The troubles began…

At church… It didn’t seem to matter how much he cried.
Everything the pastor offered.  He already tried.

He couldn’t find an escape.  He felt trapped within.
How was he going to overcome this habitual sin?

He was raised as a Christian even as a young man.
But the problems he was now facing, 
He couldn’t understand…

He met others at church with similar “obsessions…”
As he began to listen to their many confessions…

The power he was seeking to overcome this “thing.”
Was not enough.  He had tried just about “everything.”

He wondered and had thought this whole thing out.
Is this was being a God-fearing person is all about?

As this addiction seemed to be pulling him down…
He reached out for help.  And a friend was found.

He cried out to Jesus with a desperate plea….
“Lord Jesus…  Have mercy on a sinner like me.”

As the days went by, he confessed his every sin.
And felt the blood of Jesus cleanse him within.

The victory that he needs and desperately sought.
Is already his.  It has been blood bought…

Amen!  Hallelujah!  Victory in Jesus is his indeed.
For Jesus has supplied his every need!

This victory can be yours too!  Won’t you give Jesus a chance!
He alone can change your every circumstance!

He has the power, by the blood of the lamb.
He’s reaching out to you!  Won’t you take his hand?

By Jim Pemberton
04/05/11



Details | Light Poetry | |

BE GRATITUDE

Will it kill us to say a simple thank you
To the ones that have help us
In one way or another
Will it kill us to say a simple thank you
To the ones that have done right for us

Will it kill us to say a simple sorry
To the ones that we've hurt
Will it kill us to say a simple sorry
To the ones that we've accused for no reason

Gratitude isone of the main
Form of politeness
We should've known it since we were young
Since we've known how to talk

Thank you and sorry is not to be bought
Like our ancestors used to say
Why is it so difficult to practise
These three simple words

Why let too much pride and vanity
Make us think we are so perfect
And prevent us from being thankful
To the ones that have done good for us
And sorry tothe ones we've misdeed for no reason

Why let ourbad habits and behaviour
Make us forget these three words
And make us...
...don't think of who we are

Why are we forgetting
How to be thankful
Why are we forgetting
How to say I'm sorry

Parents should thought it
To their children
Teach them good manners
And they'll florish in a better world

Come on grown ups and mature ones
Be the example...
...the role model to our youths
Share with them good knowledge  
And our new generation...
...will create a better evolution

Let gratitude be our prayers everyday
Our food...
...our medication...
...our pledge and our motto.



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The Den

Den of anxiety and despair,
Lure ones principles,
Disguises and masks.
Like a fox it snares.

Fears hide in crevices of this lifeless dwelling,
Wrath is at home in its isolated captivity.

Implicit words coat the facade of solitude.
Turmoil and conflict attach themselves to these cavern walls.


Den of anxiety and despair.
Lure ones principles.
Disguises and masks.
Like a fox it snares.

Strengthened spirits flee.
Embrace freedom.

Shadows escape this cerebral dungeon.

Hatreds release,
Renewed behaviors emerge.

Retreat not to this cozy den.
Stand unyielding on this earth.

Build a world of uniqueness.



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What Is It In LIfe That You're Looking For


What is it in life that you’re looking for?
Is it wealth or fame?  Do you want more?

I think about the many who’ve gone before us.
Do you think that any of them loves us?

No!  In spite of man’s attempts to create wealth.
This cannot buy a cure for 100% good health!

In man’s pursuit for more riches and gold…
It cannot buy love or happiness, as I’ve been told!

In man’s attempts to build a “better machine.”
Nothing or no one, can make us 100% clean!

In man’s ambitions and many inventions…
We’ve many roads leading into different directions!

Governments come and nations will fall!
What will our life mean to us, after all?

If there’s something in life that you hope will last…
There’s hope for you now! 
You just need to ask!

Only Jesus can bring to your life
a true purpose and meaning!
His mercy and grace…  
You can be receiving!

With Jesus, a true love has already been decided!
Everything you’ll ever need…  He’s provided!

Won’t you come to him now?  Please don’t wait!
Please do it now!   
 Before it’s too late!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Free verse | |

Ignorance meets Insanity

Seriousness settles in, like an old friend
Seriousness spreads like a disease
Infecting us, accelerating, our aging process 
Our youthfulness, our playfulness, slowly slipping away
Our wonder in life, diminishing
Seriousness leading to rigidness, pathway to small mindedness!

Days and years, rolling into one
Colourless, lifeless, mundane, dull and boring
“What day is it?”
“Don’t smile or your face might crack!”
Judgemental, cantankerous!
Pompous attitudes, of modern day man

Stubbornness and ignorance, clinging to what’s familiar
Seriousness, up tightness, humourless, imagination vanished, pathway to madness!
The mind focused on its self created drama’s
Fears constantly being stimulated, from our outside world
Personal insecurities, constantly being triggered, inside
The past lives on, the present forgotten 
What was once important, now, left on the back burner
Hard headed, victim orientated
Righteous, self absorbed
Emptiness, hollowness, helplessness

Seriousness and ignorance, walk hand in hand
Becoming, our best friends
The vampire suckers of vitality
Sucking the life, out of our personal goals and childhood dreams
Lose of faith, gradually, losing our way
Lost, amongst the thick of it
Not knowing any different
Everything becoming an illusion
Seeing things as it should be
In our own little universe, no one else’s!

Entrapment of the mind
Our, personal intelligence, laying dormant
Body and mind, riddled with dis - ease
Heart beating hard, starving for a substance, we call love
Numb, to the outside
Numb, on the inside
Desensitized!
Going crazy!
Consumed with our own self created loneliness and separation
Ignorance meets insanity!


Details | Free verse | |

Cartographers of a Multiple's Universe

Setting boundaries, drawing lines,
Mapping the geography of our multiples’ minds

It’s undiscovered, familiar territory,
A continent of islands
And we’re exploring old new low lands,
Uncovering new old high lands

We’re a brilliant yet intimate, large group of strangers
Who are migrating away from stark and harsh dangers,

Together we’re questing safe places
Where we can finally show our faces
We’re regaining our sight
Yearning toward the Light

Abandoning the mal país we’ve always known,
With which we’re too deeply acquainted –
We must leave it behind, if we’re ever to find
The way to become re-acquainted

With who we are, and with our host –
We’ve lived with her for years
Time to bring her great joy and grace
In place of bewildered, bewildering tears

She’s been host to us, now, please, let’s host her?
For as we return the favor,
We’ll become cohesive, we’ll reunite –
And that’s our only way to save her!

Signed: Rebecca’s In-Dwellers
27 May, 2008


Details | Free verse | |

AM ALIVE NOT DEAD

Crazy how when one problem is solved,
Another one arises,
When one thing is lost,
we find another one,
When we give up
someone else moves up,
When we think its the end of the road,
the journey has just began.

Crazy how when one stops hurting,
worry wants to take over,
When we are down and crushed to dust,
freedom calls, wanting to sweep you away like the wind.
Crazy how when i cry,
I realize am normal,
I have emotions and tears.

Funny how When my life is out of control,
When am broken and hurt,
Scared, thinking that this crazy world,
Is going to bring me down,
i find a reason to smile
I realize AM ALIVE NOT DEAD.


Details | I do not know? | |

Questions

Touched

A soft breeze tickles my senses
Like cotton candy triggering sweetness 
Am I touched by another world
Where love embraces my emptiness
Far away from worldly matters
Three dimensional or not
Questions arise and provoke the critics
Yet Science is proof of what?


Details | Rhyme | |

I Was Invited To Church To Watch A Video

I Was Invited To Church…

I was invited to church to watch a video presentation.
I was told this would improve my “relations.”

I went and watched the video that was presented.
The host did a good job and was to be “commended.”

I thought about this video and some of the other things.
I wondered, “how much value to me 
does this really bring?”

If it was a video that I wanted, I could just buy one.
Why should I come to church to just try some?

I thought church was meant to be a house of prayer.
Now, it seems like on one really cares?

It seems like God’s holy word has been “substituted.”
By man’s way of thinking that’s often “instituted.”

Where is the holy awesome presence of God in all of this?
Is it his presence and power that we truly miss?

The power of Christ can do more than “man’s presentations.”
We need to look to Jesus, and not
 “man’s manifestations!”

Let’s get rid of the videos and seminars 
and seek God’s throne!
Let’s look to spend time with God.  
And HIM alone!

Let’s get back to the power of God that is very real!
Not just go by “how good we may feel!”

God’s presence can do more in a minute of time…
More than all of the theology that’s in your mind!

Christ rewards all who diligently seek him!
It’s about time that we all humbly come to him?

Let’s seek the Lord while he may be found!
And spread the good news of Jesus
 all over town!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Rhyme | |

Where Is A Moral Foundation

Very seldom do I hear 
 any complaints.
Regarding the lacking
of moral restraints.

It seems like many are under
 some kind of a "spell."
What's right or wrong? 
 Many can't even tell!

Where are the moral leaders
 this nation needs?
As the heart of this nation 
continually bleeds.

Many chuches provide
very little discretion.
Pretending to be "Godly" ... 
yet no moral direction.

No wonder many people don't 
know what to believe.
A lifestyle of lying, drugs and
 sex is what they achieve.

In their lives, they have 
no "moral boundary."
Many carrying a load 
of "dirty laundry."

To those of you who want 
satisfaction and victory too...
There is a "moral compass" 
that's freely offered to you!

This "moral compass," 
is God's word...a solid foundation!
Which speaks of HIS love
 and his gift of salvation!

If your life is filled with hurt, 
and has no true meaning.
It's in the direction of Jesus 
you need to be leaning!

You don't have to live in 
despair and defeat.
Jesus' grace and love will 
make your life complete!

By Jim Pemberton 
2008



Details | Rhyme | |

Just What Is A Broken Dream, Anyway

A strange sight upon a lonely road.
A dream ripped in half.
Looking closer, I wonder what was the travail.
An old price tag attached, making me wonder at what price it was sold.
Along the edges, tattered and torn, it gave forth an evil laugh.
As if some sly devil concocted a way to turn someone pale.

Onward I traveled, with pack upon my back.
To the left and right of the road were littered with more broken dreams.
So many that one could not keep track.
Some having been blown into the parallel stream.

So, I checked the pack upon my back.
And, yep all my dreams were there in a stack.

Cold winds howl, trying to rip my back pack to shreds.
Freezing were the winds, but forward I march.
Never losing sight of my dreams in spite of many dreads.
They all hold up strong even though many times I'm in a lurch.

Suddenly I see people returning to the road.
Going back and picking up their dreams.
Dusting them off and restoring them to their pack.
Each and every one said to me, you are quite bold.
To go forth and not let the cold winds of fate not destroy your knack.
To face life as it comes and not give up even if offered gold.

Good, bad fortune, are likewise of no importance.
Put a failed dream back in your pack and maybe a new day will appear.
Where you can unpack that dream and give it another go.
But, for today, march forward, today's failure might tomorrow's dance.
You gave it your best, and win or lose, that game has ended with a spear.
Win or lose, that game is done so pack it's knowledge away in your pack and grow.

Suddenly down the road a new vista appears and a brand new game.
Left high and dry or victorious are the two possible ends of any venture.
But in truth, knowledge is all you will have, win or lose.
For tomorrows game is just around the bend, all the same.
Win or lose, the game of life only ends for the moment within sight of the new adventure.
So, to quit and call it the end, only makes you look like a goose.





Details | Senryu | |

Synaesthesia

color awe
so crystal as to hear an
enigma

whiffed fragrance
a strangeness to scarcely taste
obscure scenes

light is sown
feel the warmth that follows miles
minds do smile


-----------------------

"An individual whose conscious awareness is such that a sound becomes fused with a sense of color and taste; for whom each fleeting impression engenders a vivid, inextinguishable image; for whom words have quite different meanings than they do for us—such a person cannot mature in the same way others do, nor will his inner world, his life history tend to be like others'."

from:

Luria, A. R. & Solotaroff, Lynn (translator) (1968) The mind of a mnemonist: a little book about a vast memory. Jonathan Cape


Details | Rhyme | |

The heart is fine art

The heart is fine art.
A complex body part.
One that  beats along roads with a spear part. 
Through this body part all things are felt. 
This is the vital organ to the body of the world. 
From it, sweet notes unfurl. 
Curled into the sweaty palms of a lover. 
A new beating hope under a dust cover. 
Hoping not to rediscover past pain. 
The loving heart trying to keep our brain sain. 
Fighting every strain.


A universal heart dashing through the rain with a sprain. 
Determined with out a Cain.
Spread all through the world turkey,england, Spain.
A loving heart broken and fixed, again and again.
Leaving behind stains irritable to the brain. 
Still hope runs thorough the worlds vains. 
As this heart to the worldly body is slain. 
A steady heart beat is regained. 
Fueling the world to sustain balance. 
Sustain the remains,but still it slips on blood stains. 
Washed away soon by golden rain.
Oh what a strain for a heart that never shown disdain.
Yet from its beating notes one has never heard complain.
Beating down road of love dodging acid rain. 
Finding shelter and spreading loving heart beats in every domain.


A heart we fail to entertain but still love again and again. 
How can we explain our disdain. 
That seems to soar the earth on a fast lane. 
Treating the heart of our bodily world so inhumane,
negligence and pain is the stifling  gas main to the hearts bane. 
What folly and madness conquers the lands of earth,
dying unrecognized, 


                                  the art of a hearts worth.


Details | Rhyme | |

Never Say Die

I've thought about giving up. I thought life was just too hard.
Would you quit a high money game, just because you were dealt bad cards?
If you fell off a horse, would you think you were done and just start walking by it's side?
Would you cry and pout or get back up? Get on that horse and ride?
You may not succeed the first try, but there's always another chance.
In life, in sports, in playing games, and even in romance.
Practice makes perfect with everything in life. Work always comes along with it.
You may get frustrated but never give up. Champions would never quit it.
Do you think Michael Jordan just grabbed a ball and dunked it on his first try?
Or did he play again and again? Now it seems like he can fly.
Some are born with greatness. Others work and work to achieve.
You can do anything you want in life. All you have to do is believe!


Details | Alliteration | |

Marianne

Strolling southern seashore in mists of September
searching for something set to stay,
her mind that meanders,
remarkable meters,
perplexing the phantoms at play.

Voices validating vague vagrant vocations
of poetry placed in parade,
with words waged in warring,
warning of the wheighman,
who knew you had dues left unpaid.

Before the seashore became her domain,
she’d wandered the wayside of pain,
locked in psychotic box
Doctor’s ticking clocks,
saying drain her poor brain once again.

Prefer sleep on the street keep her beat from defeat
she found sound vocation once more,
tourist response sterling,
shape sand to her seeing,
she sells sea shells, by the sea shore.


Details | ABC | |

Sometimes I Like To Pretend Things Never Came To A End

Sometimes I like to pretend, things never came to a end. But over time, our love became a crime. I didn't know what we had, would ever end so bad. But then I knew things weren't right, when we started to fight. Now I walk down memory lane all the time, the pain is worst then committing a crime. We only caused eachother pain, but we were eachothers maine. I thought things would be alright, but I cried alot that night. I don't want things to change, without you my life is strange. You said you wanted me so much it started to hurt that you couldn't wait, now im just another person you hate. When you said you didn't care, I knew the person I loved was no longer there. You aren't the same, the new you is lame. We both fell, now it's hell. You use to always be here for me, like family. But now your nowhere in sight, things aren't right. Empty is all that I can feel, I still can't believe this is real. I didn't mean to let you get away, I didn't know what to say. Am i with the right guy, or am i telling myself a lie. I was afraid to loose what we had, but to you that choice was bad.


Details | Free verse | |

ADAM AND EVE II


NEGATIVITY STARTED IN THE GARDEN
WITH TRICKERY FROM THE ADVERSARY
TWISTED WORDS HEARD WHILE STANDING
AT THE TREE
WICKED CONVERSATION DRESSED UP
POSING QUESTIONS ,MAKING ACCUSATIONS,
PLANTING SEEDS OF CANCER .....
MISUNDERSTANDING CAUSE THE DISCONNECTION
WITH SPIRITUAL INNOCENCE......
ADAM AND EVE ASHAME OF THEIR NAKEDNESS....
NO LONGER SINLESS PERVERTED THROUGH THE USAGE 
OF WORDS..........


Details | Rhyme | |

Jesus Is My Rock and Salvation

 UNSUPPORTED CODE Jesus Is My Rock And Salvation!

Jesus is my rock and my salvation!
He brings me joy, in any situation!

He is my strength and high tower!
Behold his awesome love and power!

He brings me comfort!
When I am hurting!
And speaks word of hope
 that are reassuring!

He comes!  And the darkness 
goes away!
His glory brings hope
 and peace to my day!

He comes!  And brings words of 
encouragement!
By his voice, he removes 
discouragement!

He comes!  Let the earth ring
 loud and clear!
His coming is evident 
and so very near!

He reigns!  Behold his majesty
 and great power!
He’s here to take away my sin!  
This very hour!

He’s here!  And desires to have 
fellowship with me!
How I want to be with him! 
 For all eternity!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | I do not know? | |

confusion

Have you ever been confused about something and are to afraid to talk to someone about it? 
I know it's hard to talk to people about it and I know you don't want people to make fun of 
you. Confusion is one thing in this world that hurts everyone you feel alone, out of place, 
and stupid. Don't think of it like when you are confused talk to someone about it. You would 
be surprised to find that they can help you. I know it's hard for you to talk to someone about 
your problems, but when you do it helps. Believe me it will help. Confusion hinders even the 
best person. Don't think of confusion as an ally.


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Distant Warrior

I get this wondrous chill as night falls
in mountains or desert sand
and I find myself dreaming about
home, my fondest memory
from this far away land.

I miss the special lady who 
stole my heart, my thoughts
and all there is of me;
and I deeply cherish 
our final moments together.

I think about the children 
I left behind, how I miss them 
and pray they’re  fine -
and it’s hard Lord,
it’s so very hard.

It’s times like this that I wonder
why I volunteered and I
get this knot in my stomach -
then I cringe and find myself 
trying to hold back tears.

Soon the battle will begin
when I’ll hear my own heartbeat
through the creepy sounds 
amidst treacherous mountain sides or
drifting sands and whirling winds.

It’s  time spent in worry,
fear, and some regret
as I encounter my fate
in the war so near
and I must admit, I’m scared.

This stench of war, 
the sight of it all,
it’s that awful image
of how I imagined hell
after Lucifer’s fall.

I wonder to myself,
“Does it have to be
that generations of people 
can’t seem to agree 
to the simple concept of peace?”

Soldiers don’t start wars
but they surely fight them,
making all manner of sacrifice
and I doubt that even once
did a soldier ever like them.”

Then I think of  “Old Glory”
and I’m filled with pride.
It’s a warm patriotic feeling
which overcomes me
from deep down inside.

I’m confused, scared
and battle weary.
I worry about those I love
as I cling to my faith  
and pray to God above.

I’m a distant warrior,
an American fighting man;
not an aspiring hero,
but just a simple soldier 
trying to do the best that I can.


Details | I do not know? | |

I will not be forgotten

its the end inside my head
  i must say goodbye my dear 
friend 

im entering the unknown
im slowly starting to unravel 
and become unsewn
 you must not figure who i am 
for i am no one 

no one to be loved, no one 
forgotten, no one to grieved 
when the end is truly received
 
i will not be one loved, i will 
not be one forgotten
  for there there there is 
nothing to forget
  but this mere note of 
uncertainty and confusion 


Details | Free verse | |

Erosion - 1 and 2

Erosion - 1

With a scholar eye I am looking at-

Looking at Sharpened Dream,
Burning heart burning across
Feeling the sour, feeling the layer

Is being wet tongue, gradually uncovered
vibrating lips and stick while mixing at liquor

-	A chemical compound searching for eyes
-	Searching liberty from sin
-	Burning the recipe of purity

I am chewing all the glamour with tortured eyes
Breathing fragrance; 

breathing easily passing days and nights
Easily

being tortured, told her- 
As its an erosion ; it’s a feelings


Written by Javed Akter

Erosion – 2

Sharp Sunshine ; I become anxious
sharpened me while it touches 
the ground

Like homeless lives I search forever
Blue ; blue feelings always
Walking around

Always sliding doors are crawling 
Crawling ever now and then

Kindly me; myself kind while waking up
After long night sleepless; sleeveless 
From deadly bed

Changing everything; changing backbone slowly
Steadily this side and that
Every time looking at decay

-Decay altering the sides

my feelings ; herself towards


Details | Elegy | |

Drops of May Weather Storms

I know your pain 
Although I don't know what's happening, 
I can still feel the vain. 
Seems like the beginning is the ending 

One moment there's bliss 
It feels much like a wet kiss. 
But out of nowhere you see a mirror, 
"It felt so real," as you stand there alone. 

You try to make sense of it all; 
Yet everything begins to fall. 
"AHHHH!" you scream to the top of your lungs. 
Your blue eyes are running waterfalls. 

It hurts me to see a single tear, 
You're not the only one to hide in the room. 
Swallow your tears, don't let it drop, 
A splash will only cause more bitter props. 

But like I say, 
Tomorrow will always bring another day. 
So Faith, throw away your thorns, 
anticipating a happy God-given next day.


Details | Rhyme | |

A Hustlers Prayer

Dear heavenly father 
I pray to you now, 
submitting myself humbly 
with my knees on the 
ground……
I know you seen the 
times I messed around claiming that I knew 
you but threw your 
name to the ground, understanding why 
you cast upon me 
your frown.
I don’t deserve 
nothing more, unless 
its your anger a 
fury of course.
I’ve done so wrong 
yet you continue to 
let me go on, why 
you choose my life 
to have such a 
hold on.
Show me my purpose 
if its good I'll 
accept it if it’s 
bad I deserve it.
I’m still young and 
not very wise I 
believe it’s the 
reason why I put 
on this disguise. 
You know which one, 
it fights a lot 
and plays with guns.
Lord you know how 
I can rid of this, 
yet you give me freedom 
of choice and a bad 
decision is what I’m 
left with.
Your angels constantly fighting to protect 
me, set me free from 
this evil and let 
my love shine for 
thee.
If not than help me proceed to things that 
are right and not 
wrongfully, to help 
me make a decision 
willingly and not 
end up beat up and 
battered spiritually.
I try to pray out 
loud lord you know, 
but my feelings are 
at there utmost when 
I write to you 
through the Holy Ghost.
Lord hear my cries 
and have mercy, let 
me drink from the 
spiritual cup, please 
I'M SO THIRSTY!!!


Details | Rhyme | |

Do You Get Involved With Gossip And Slander


Do You Often Get Involved In Gossip And Slander?

Do you find yourself letting your tongue “wander.”
And often, get involved in gossip and slander?

Do you find yourself wanting to hear “the latest conversation.”
By what others are saying, or just by “observation?”

Do you find yourself trying to “mediate other’s discussions?”
Not really thinking of the consequences or “repercussions?

Before you speak, think about what you’re saying!
Perhaps you should be quiet and start some PRAYING!

There’s a lot of sin in this world and 
“people not getting along.”
We must be careful and not put our tongue 
“where it doesn’t belong!”

God gave us a command and you can find it in his word.
Any kind of gossip or slander shouldn’t be found or heard!

I have found myself guilty of doing this more than I realize...
I need to be careful not to get caught
“in distortion and lies.”

I need to ask the Holy Spirit to watch my mouth and “cover it.”
May the love and sweetness of Christ daily “empower it!”

May I seek the best no matter whatever others are doing!
May the words of God strengthen me with a “HIS  renewing!”

May the Lord Jesus begin to teach me how to speak…
Wholesome and lovely words each day of the week!

May the joy of Jesus in my heart be daily found…
So that his words of life through
 my lips will abound!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Rhyme | |

Along With LIfe's Ambitions There's Decisions

I’ve met many people with different
goals and ambitions…
This often includes making all kinds of decisions…

It seems like many are often confused 
:”which direction to go…”
And yet striving for “happiness,” 
or what “soothes the soul.”

Many are having “the rug pulled out
 from under their feet…”
And living with discouragement and defeat.

Are you one who’s voiced
 a frustration or a concern?
You may be wandering which 
direction to turn?

May I encourage you to give it all to
 Jesus this very moment!
All you’ll ever need is provided 
by his blood’s atonement!

He’ll bring much needed love and strength 
to your life as well…
He loves you so much!  More than words can tell!

His spirit will bring to you much needed 
peace and refreshment…
His peace and love will bring 
to your life true nourishment!

Why not give him a chance?  Why not start today???
Through the mountains of life…  
He’ll always make a way!

Jesus is here now!  And will always
 be your best friend!
With him in your life…  You’ll achieve victory within!

He is the river of living water…  
Your needs he shall supply!
He is your God and provider. 
 He is El-Shaddai!!!

By Jim Pemberton  05/15/11







Details | Rhyme | |

If We Lose Everything There's Jesus

If We Lose Everything… There’s Jesus! We have seen the destruction of various storms! They come swiftly and in many forms! So many people have lost everything they had. I see their look on t.v. And it’s very sad! I wish I had the money to buy them a home. So many look lonely and feel all alone! I wish I could “wave a wand” and make it go away. I wish to encourage them, with what I have to say In spite of all of our nation’s goals and ambitions. It can’t make up for life’s adversities and afflictions. Calamity and heartache can quickly appear! And much of what we have. can soon disappear! If I can encourage the many who’ve lost so much… I pray you’ll be strengthened by God’s loving touch! Won’t you let him help pick up the “broken pieces?” He can bring hope and total completeness! He’ can build and restore that which has been loss! He does it willingly! And already paid the cost! It may seem like you have just lost everything… You have no idea, what kind of comfort, Christ can bring! Won’t you allow him to restore your life today??? He’s more than able to do it, in a gentle and loving way! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

NO MORE TEARS

The world is a perplexing place
So much beauty and so much evil all tied into one
I started having fun when I was way too young 
I’ve walked down both sides of the tracks
The adrenaline rush was like smoking crack  
Being naive and carefree I thought I was living the ideal life
By the time I was fifteen I had experienced it all
Sometimes I managed to pull myself up
However temptation was too great, despite knowing the toll
I felt like I had lost my soul
I didn’t realize I was just being used and abused
I used to think I was being cool, but now I realize I was surrounded by a bunch of dumb
ass fools
People I thought were my friends all did me wrong in the end
I put my trust into the wrong hands and then one day reality struck
I found myself stuck
I learned the hard way
I literally found myself fighting for my life and ended up being taught the strength
The strength I had within myself all of these days
I refuse to live in fear
That’s when I decided to change my ways
I was forced to grow up way to young
My life had been like one disastrous play
I took back control in every plausible way
I could no longer kick and scream
For I was done living in this catastrophic dream
It was my fight to fight and it was all up to me
There are no magic pills, no quick fixes
Only I could choose to remain a victim
I get upset if anyone takes pity, even though a few years were extremely gritty
I found my inner strength on my own, even when the stress makes me feel like I am about to
drown
Like a erasing the scarlet letter I shall no longer where that frown
I chose to let myself be free
Knowing I am the only one who holds the key
The key to unlock and release myself from the pain
Now everyday is like a surprise
I see the world through a fresh pair of eyes
I take advantage of that as much as I can
I try to look for the beauty and pureness everywhere I turn
I would not let myself be tainted from the past
Life passes by so fast
Forget the scary things I have done, for in a moment you can be gone
Take that leap of faith and wear a smile upon your face


Details | Rhyme | |

Cocoon of Comfort

If you think you are alone, you are alone
sleeping, sheltered by the ritual each day
that you keep for fear of all the wrong
that could happen if you step away
from the cocoon you have created.

It is quite your own, you know
and you have fooled yourself in a way
to believe that you are not worthy anyhow


Know that you never, ever walk alone
even if you see no one at your side
as you go out about the streets you roam
All you see are walls that rise high
Not realizing it is your cocoon of thoughts.

 
But you are the one who has to break out
of the cocoon you have built around yourself.
So wake up each morning, look in the mirror and shout
"Thank you, I know I am not all by myself
If you think you are not alone, it is because you love.

 
By CarolineCécile
04.27.11


Details | Bio | |

I AM !AN ECHO.

WHO ARE YOU AND THE ANSWER WAS ,I AM!
SO I HAVE STRUGGLED THRO LIFE TILL  MY COFFIN WAS CALMED.
ADAM INVENTED WAR FROM THE JEALOUSY OF EVES BIRTHING CRIES,
AND MANKIND IS LEFT ASKING FOR ETERNITY,WHO AM I?.


Details | I do not know? | |

Writing Activity for poetry club 2

* We were told to people watch to draw inspiration from the outside world*

Public transportation
Is
My
Source for real world information
The
introverted Man  across from me shuffles his ipod
His lips move to
Lyrics of an unknown cadence 
Lost in a day dream
Remembering childhood fantasies
He is Battling with Lil Wayne, Eminem or even Drake
Or feeling the guitar sing when he’s playing with the Queen
Just an ordinary man, no one would usually take notice of him
But the crowds recognition, the attention, the admiration of women
This was the life much more suited for him
The Bright pink colour in his cheeks or his laughter rising to the ceiling
Would be much more captivating
Than his dreary grey scowl, hardened from societies disapproval
He looks back across from me
Almost apologetically
Poets weren’t meant to be spies
I looked him straight in the eyes and told him Never apologize
Your dreams are closer to you than you realize
Love yourself first, and that trust will seal your fate


Details | Rhyme | |

The Master's Voice


The Master's Voice. During our life... We have many choices. We see a lot of faces and hear many voices. There is a voice... Like no other. The words are "sweeter than butter." It's the same voice that calmed the storm in Galilee. It's the voice that offers life abundantly. Please listen to the voice of your savior today... And really listen to the words he has to say... "Come.follow me!" "And be born again!" "I'll wash you clean... And take away your sin!" His voice speaks peace to the troubled soul. And speaks joy and love to make you whole. Christ can do it with his blood-cleansing power. He can do it... This very hour! His voice beckons a never ending call. Come to him now... He's worth it all!


Details | Free verse | |

First Breath after Death

I used to live, within a dream
a small cog in the consumer machine
materialism dazzled, with an intriguing gleam
I wanted so much, I nearly burst at the seam.

Then I awakened a voice inside
which promised to take me on a much greater ride
I wasn't sad....when the old me, he died
It was with joy not sorrow, I sat there and cried.

A second chance, I'm born again
alleviation of all of that pain
I've been cleansed, by a conscious rain
which opened the Pineal bit of brain.

I felt alive, but I acted dead
I took little notice of anything said,
Now, I find my own truths instead
spoken by a voice inside my own head.

The transition was mightily fast
27years changed, after one night had passed
I never knew I was only flying at half mast
thinkin' I was winnin' but really comin' last!

But truth's not heard
if you walk with the herd
can't fly freely, or soar like a bird
if you believe, every single damn word.

The message which now flows through me
is filled with a positive and sacred Divinity.

I swam the sea of despair, as if it wasn't even there
I crossed the abyss of wisdom, on a shaky rope bridge
I sipped from the fountain of knowledge
and I drank it dry, I now feel really high
why don't you give it a try? Kiss that old life goodbye,
Life's so much better, after you die!!


A poem by John-Ovan.P.Hull to be entered in the Coming of Age poetry contest.
©John-Ovan.P.Hull


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Living In The Last Days



Living In The Last Days…

I believe that according to what
 God’s word says…
We are living in “the last days!”

People often call good… Evil  
 And evil…  Good.
Too often God’s truth is misunderstood!

Many turn God’s truth into corruptible lies…
And do what’s pleasing to their own eyes!

Many just seem to fail to understand…
The darkness that covers much of our land!

Many desire affection from “others features.”
But have become sin-filled “fallen creatures!”

Our days are very short and we 
don’t have many!
Will anyone live for Jesus?  
Are there ANY?

The truth of God’s word must be our source!
It will help us to overcome sin’s “evil force!”

God’s power is awesome and is presence so real!
Behold the God of Abraham. Jacob and Israel!

He is our only hope and our true redemption!
Today can be the day of your salvation!


By Jim Pemberton


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I Don't Want to Forget YOU Lord

I Don’t Want to Forget You, Lord! Lord Jesus, I don’t want to ever forget about you! I just want to take some time, to praise you! During my life, I want the past behind me! When I was struggling… It was you that helped me! The many times you listened to my cries… I knew you’d help me! I didn’t know why! I want to cherish the promises you made. I want to enjoy this life, that you gave! I want to remember the times we’ve had together! I don’t want to leave you! Now… Or ever! I want to think about the good times, that we’ve had! You brought joy to my heart! I am so glad! I want take each day and keep “moving on.” I know that you are with me… All the day long! Thank you Jesus! For the times you’ve been there! Always a friend I need! Who truly cares! An abundance of life, is what I received! That moment I trusted you, and began to BELIEVE! By Jim Pemberton


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Altered

Set out with the best intentions,
i decided to cut my ego.


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Jephetto

I was brought up in 
shadows

parents vacant

a ghostly father
mostly heard

Mom said: “later”

pain & confusion was my legacy
Living broken was my creed

spending life times in counseling 
just longing to find Jephetto

the one that fixes broken toys…

miraculously found in Christ


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Do We Share the Hope Christ Gave to Us

Do We Share the Hope Christ Gave Us?

The Bible says to “give reason of the hope within us.”
But too often, we drag a lot of weight beneath us!

Christ wants us freely to share his hope with others!
We need to willingly share his love with another!

How will others have hope?  Unless we share it?
Christ told us to pick up our cross, and bear it!

We need to be his example, in the world’s madness!
We need to do it from a heart of joy and gladness!

We needn’t be ashamed of the work God has done!
All glory and honor should be given to his son!

He gives joy unspeakable!  
And the half hasn’t been told!
May we be an expression of his joy!  
Both young an old!

Let’s bless the lord! In what we say and how we live!
He’s patient with us!  And so willing to forgive!

Please come Lord Jesus!  And take self pride away!
Bring your holy conviction, 
and give us the words to say!

This may seem odd!  And to many…  Old fashioned!
Stir our hearts to share 
with a godly compassion!

Please come Jesus! And stir our hearts,
 from within!
That we would love to tell others about YOU! 
Our best friend!

By Jim Pemberton   


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Kindness is a Virtue

Who are and who is my friends or acquaintances, confusing everyday
but today I have found my self to walk a path that is not so rough
I became so blinded to have friends that it pains me anyway
They take a simple kindness and think that I am not tough
so by deliberately challenging me to act like nothing happens I grow bold
Wake up you! and all the rest, I have something to say
I don't like this feeling of regret or sorrow so please do not take me cold
as a friend you should know to not take advantage of my kindness in away
A storm is blowing inside my soul burning a hole in it so
lightning is striking in methods unknown for in the distance thunder you hear
Some of the greatest warriors fall with great weapons of bow
antics that slaughters such feebleness as cowardices use an unseen spear
To let one know that your feelings are clear do not hesitate
to do so shows fear and that is one thing that can determine your choice
With kindness in your corner you should easily win and that will be great!
In the end you can hold up a drink with friends and smile and rejoice


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I Once Loved to Tell Others of Jesus

I Once Loved to Tell Others Of Jesus!

I once told others of Jesus!
 As a young boy...
Witnessing for Christ,
Is what I enjoyed!

I told others of a time to repent...
I loved to talk about Jesus,
  wherever I went!

As the years went by,
And I grew old.
The things of God, I had no longer told.

A coldness in my life, began to brew.
Even God’s word… I no longer knew.

I only talked about God to
 people in the church.
In my heart, was a hunger
 for a new search.

A search to return to Jesus! My lost love!
I fell on my knees! And cried to God above.

 I began to confess, to God, everything!
A new love for him I knew he would bring.

I began to feel his love come all over me.
The chains were now gone! I was set free!

If a coldness for Jesus dwells in you.
Remember his love is faithful and true!

Please come to Jesus! 
And be cleansed within!
And experience the joy of being born again!

By Jim Pemberton


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Heaven And Hell

When I die Im gonna try and fly up to the place high in the sky, I can stop living A lie and 
stop wasting the tears from my eyes after all those times I got left behind. But I know I'm 
going to hell even though Im going to rebel because Ive lived my life in hell.. Cant you Tell? 
Ive faced the worst on earth always being burnt and hurt always thinking im cursed Never 
learnt to put my self first and It hurt. Im prepared for this place that Awaits if Get turned 
away from the Almighty heavenly gates, Because Ive been to Hell and back. But for now I'm 
stuck between Heaven And Hell.
 
- Wiko Te Maru


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Things In Life That Really Matter

The Things In Life That Really Matter…

Beyond the daily business 
and all of it’s “chatter.”
Have you thought about the 
things that really matter?

Would your answer be the family, money, or fame?
Or would it be something that you can’t name?

I often hear talk of living “the American dream.”
But there’s many people that don’t have anything!

There are those who do well.  Others do not.
Many live for today without a second thought.

Those things we hold as important can disappear.
We can quickly lose what we hold so dear.

The most important thing
 that needs to be known.
You need to make Christ the Lord of your home!

Jesus Christ and his love is a treasure to hold!
What he gives is more valuable than the purest gold!

Christ and his word is what we need to build on!
He alone is the only one you can truly depend on!

As you “prioritize” things...  Please take a moment.
Think about Christ love!  And his atonement!

Think about what Christ offers to you instead.
Think about where you’ll be after you’re dead!

Jesus Christ always will be the
 one for me and you!
What matters the most is Jesus.  That’s true!

By Jim Pemberton


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GROWING UP

On the empty floors I am watching the nights roll
flowing in other nights.
Nature's mirror has come to give birth and to destroy
the typhoons are embracing me, an unstoppable power
in my two arms.
Between logic and the holy the notions are lost
I am turning blue inside the sky's blue.
And I return again and again to repay the same sin
upon which my own blood has dropped
and with blood I try for centuries to pay.
My form is drawing circles
-what is your name?-my name is Human.
Can this mortality embrace the darkness?
Can my bare hands hold within them the air?
I was born for the renaissance of colours,
I threw green and yellow at the edge of the horizon,
I painted red the lost dreams of history
and I placed white on all the spots of the sky.
I was born to destroy and I dig pits everyday,
I bury inside them living truths and I cover them with shovel and water.
Be quiet! The seasons are sleeping...
With small knives I carve the corners of the world
until I find the bone to puncture it, deeper and deeper.
Our fears are breaks of the Universe
they are transfered from planet to planet,
they change orbit, while cleaving the clouds.
''Learn how to walk, learn how to talk, learn how to kiss, learn how to leave, learn how to love, learn how to kill"...
Hollow bodies at the mountains top are burning with the flames of redemption.
They carry the same rock everyday, everynight until they reach the end,
the end that doesn't exist.
They fill the glasses with water, the glasses that dont have bottom.
Don't ask me to change the world, you only gave me soil but you have forgotten the water
and with hands dry and dirty I collect time to repay you
for your graces, because there is light and there is darkness, because I stop in front of red and I walk in front of green.
But you don't know, you don't, that I find strenght everyday, since I opened my eyes,
I am preparing in silence and I am clentcing my teeth
because the time will come, when I will throw a big punch at this carton world,
I will tear it up in half and I will see what lies behind,
behind the lie.
Shaken off from my dirty morality
I will touch the sacred redemption
I will wake up from the dream,
I will embrace at last, for the first time, reality.


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I've Found A Shelter In Jesus

I've Found A Shelter in Jesus!

Through the storms of life’s sea…
I found a shelter in Christ!  
He protects me!

He’s here to help me with
 life’s uncertainties…
And will help me through 
any difficulties!

He’s my solid rock and a 
true foundation!
I run to him, no matter 
the situation!

He’s here to guide us 
and to lead mealong…
Even when everything in life
 is “going wrong!”

He is my help, shelter and
 a strong tower!
He is here to help me…  
Every day and hour!

He’s given to me and my family
 his blessing!
There’s nothing from him 
I want to be missing!

Jesus…  My lord and wonderful friend!
He’s brought me peace 
and hope within!

Glory to Jesus! For his mercy and love!
He’s my protector and shelter
 from heaven above!

By Jim Pemberton


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The Walk

The Walk
An elected position walks into transition, but not without apprehension.
Thrusted forward into accountability, a " word" that was lost in recent financial history.
Blame and blasphemy encircles him for others greed, carelessness, incompetency and 
irresponsibility.
Unlike the blind man to our today's society, anger creates a false reality.
A "change we can believe in", is the course called destiny.
Persecution upon every action or direction met with resistance by those who remain held in social captivity from their own personal experiences or enthralled perceptions of " what ought not be".
Prepare the world, for the world is watching and they  see, that without corruption 
and a massive scale of discrimination , injustices and judgments as their plea, they are not happy nor do they believe that  they can or that they will succeed. 
May forgiveness and mercy find it's place upon his adversaries as well as for him whom they do this unto in the sight of he.
People, we call ourselves, "we"; therefore, "we must not lose focus , the walk for change remains on our compass to destiny and real facts vs. opinions will be our guide for future history.

copyright@2010 by Carrie M. Love-Atkins


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Are You Satisfied With the One You Love


My friend thought after getting married, 
his “satisfaction” was solved!
His wife had no idea how deeply he was involved.

On their wedding day, she was a beauty to be seen.
She was the twinkle in his eye, 
his partner—his everything.

The lust he craved, she alone could not satisfy.
As other women caught his wandering eye.

As time went on, he'd make excuses in my mind.
“I'll make up with my wife.” “Not now.” 
“Some other time...”

Adultery was something he swore he'd never do!
He promised “to always be faithful and true.”

One day he allowed his guard to fall down.
Then his whole life “came crashing down.”

The guilt he bore was difficult to explain.
He'd feel guilty at the mention of my wife's name.

One day she found him in a compromising situation.
He tried to give her some kind of an explanation.

She said she'd stay with him ... if he'd 
give up his lustful deeds.
“Repent to Jesus,” she said, 
“He'll meet all of your needs.”

To Jesus, and her, he confessed and asked for forgiveness.
In Jesus, he found true joy,
 love  and happiness.

As he looks back and think about how he lived.
He's thankful to Jesus!
 Who’s willing to forgive!

He alone has brought true satisfaction to his soul.
And is with him now! Wherever he goes!

By Jim Pemberton


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Man's Afflictions And God's Salvation

Man’s Afflictions and God’s Salvation!

I’ve seen and heard of many afflictions!
Things happen in life, that need our attention!

There are things that happen that bring despair.
Wondering if anyone listens or even cares!

There’s a God in heaven who sees what’s wrong!
There are many things that don’t belong!

Evil moves with a power and destructive force!
It comes in many forms, from an ungodly source!

God knows what is happening and offers a plan!
His gift of salvation is freely offered to man!

His ways of living are at odds with this earth!
Anyone can come to Christ,
 and receive a “new birth!”

If life’s heartaches and worries
 are pulling you down…
There’s a new life for YOU! 
Waiting to be found!

Your afflictions, for God’s healing,
 is for you to receive!
Won’t you reach out to him now?
 And simply believe?

His gifts of mercy and hope, is what HE can give!
He can totally transform you! 
 And the way you live!

His salvation, for life’s heartaches, is freely yours!
A new life with Jesus can be true
 and secure!

By Jim Pemberton    


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emotions

Inspiration,
emotion, 
Devotion,
appreciation,
fusteration,
celebration,
tempation, 
sensation,
Just some of the many things we feel through life,
one of the many things we do or say.
It all happens, we all feel it.
emotion, dedication, fusteration, sensation.
One of the many feelings that us human have.
We all feeel it,
we all do it,
we all go through it.
Inspiration, 
there is always that one person, that inspires you,
mine,
well mine happens to be Justin Drew Bieber,
huge inpiration to me, and  ahuge part of my life.
Emotion, 
also a common thing in a persons life,
wehn you feel alone, feel like you dont know where to go,
or who to trust, who to be with,
or who not to be with.
So many diffrent things, in one life
sometimes, its to much to handel,
and sometimes its just enough to juggle


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Coming Out Of The Closet


Coming Out Of The Closet?

Across this country, there’s more people 
“coming out of the closet.”
Any sense of a Godly direction.  
They’ve seemed to have “lost it.”

Often talking about their life. And are not ashamed…
Often bringing dishonor to God’s holy name.

Perhaps “going back into the closet,” 
is where you need to be.
And think for a minute….Where you’ll spend eternity.

God is still God.  He is righteous but also holy and just.
He asks all to give him our heart.  
Our obedience.  And trust!

Perhaps in the closet .    A time of seeking God should be spent.
A time to have fellowship...   A time to repent.

During this time you can spend with God….  
And HIM alone.
Asking him to bring  peace, 
hope and love into your home.

This closet can give you a “quiet time.”  A time “to be still.”
A time to seek God.  And to do his will.

May you allow your heart, toward HIM
 to be yielded and broken.
And time to meditate on  some of the 
words that he’s spoken.

If it’s the closet that you truly want to come out.
You can tell everyone:  ”Jesus IS what life is about!”

Allow HIM to cleanse and make you whole within…
As his blood cleanses you and takes away every sin!

Spending time with God…  You’ll be glad you did.
His abundance and overcoming life…  He’ll freely give!

God wants to be with you.  By a “divine appointment.”
Experience his life changing power, and a GODLY enjoyment!

By Jim Pemberton


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A Hushed Prayer

I beg for your forbearance
For I have disregarded my faith towards You
I beg for your healing in advance
For I have disclaimed Your protection and now I’m blue

Do you notice that I’m blanketed in deep distress?
My pillow is soaked externally with unsettling tears
My good memories that bestowed hopefulness
Has been meddled with for years
Has been mistreated and replaced by insecure dreadfulness
I need shelter from the tide of despairs and fears

I’m shattered and I’m seeking Your helping hand
Receive my hushed prayer…from your throne in heaven
I’m begging for Your contentment that’s beyond grand
Receive my muffled prayer… or I’ll be stuck in this tarnished den

Do you notice that I’m spinning mad in the rivers of mystifying visions?
My unwavering boat sinks drastically with damaged gears
My bad memories that departed from my missions
Has been discarding the carefree years
Has been neglected and torn apart by dishonorable decisions
I need Your love to embrace me with jubilation and cheers
I beseech for Your mercy
For I have abused my steadfast hope towards You
I look forward to Your infinite Kingdom favorably
For I have admired Your blessings and now my dreams come true!
In Jesus’s name,

AMEN! 


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Holding Station

The day distance collided with peace and subtlety
My heart begging a pardon as a breeze hitting me from behind
A strong wind in my mind's way of pain, anger and humility
Remembering his voice as I walk my path, and the remembrance, not kind
Getting back to the plane I was on before, I fell upon these
worms
I strive for serenity and find it for a moment, then longer
It is not what I have done in my life to accomplish and deserve
But rather a gardener, still looking upon the sky for rain
I know the truths in this life and it is By God that I will do
them!
It is not for me but in effect I am blessed because of it
It's the Lord God who paints the sky of pink and blue and
captures men
He creates each individual smile with careful, caring wit
I cannot fathom the smallest of details He made with perfect love
The light itself He spoke into existence, with a breath, mankind.......
I struggle through his conflictive view - like a radio out of range,
while I change the station with a glove
Of all the treasures, the one in my heart, within, I hold near
Jesus, my God the most awesome find!
Note: Smile...


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Sicklied Breezes

Here comes that familiar breeze again Emptied of hope, it always returns to refill Some other abandoned soul A soul that delves deep into my own, Drifting in an almost shameful stance Festered ignorance, time, and thought Resting under the wing of frightened hope It is cool, like any ordinary breeze It pleases all that feel it, save I For I know it longs to take all that I have In one…single… swoosh You overlooked demon! Why are you so gentle? Why must you manifest in sorrow and woe? Sleeping in the convent of my soul As others praise you and thank you You take me under tow Forever more, lost in this sicklied growth With a silent tune of rests within notes I remain where the breath is taken I remain your host The breeze grows painstakingly warm Filling all with passions unfolding Each soul finds its home Leaving me alone with a soul untold Always awake and crawling… and screaming Bold, all-knowing and thoughtless Wingless, tainted…filled with dread It is warm and hated by all that behold it And I grasp it, and hate it, and LOVE IT For it takes nothing and gives me all In multitudinous shrouds Beloved angel—why do you burn me so… Leading me into your sick embraces As others curse to your face You forever release in me A despairing freedom that I know longer wish for The melody caught—no room to breathe Harmony caked with ignorance does seethe For all no longer see… I was always the caller


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Him, He Cant Forgive

Struggles begin, The pain is deep from within. He's scarred with a mark, His days are so dark. His life has become the dark days, In his troubled bed is where he lays. There is no light, His days are only night. How could he be lost in the memories he relives, How can he blame you when its him, he cant forgive. 

He made his bed and he's stuck, All his life he never had luck. Time slowly passes him by, He has no wings to spread and fly. With each day he thinks he grows stronger, But the distance between him and his inner self has grown longer. He is so far from everything, Its not much longer that his toll from the bell will soon ring. How could he be lost in the memories he relives, How can he blame you when its him, he cant forgive.


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The Devil's Lullaby

IT HATH TURNED ME AWAY,
BELONG IN PAIN, FOR ALL OF 
 MY DAYS.
REPENT AND REAP THE OATS
 SOWN.
HEAR THE BITTERNESS IN 
 MY TONE.
FORGET TO FORGIVE THAT
 WHICH HATH BEEN DENIED...
AND LIVE! LIVE! SAY I 
 TO HOLDETH TIGHTLY UNTO
THE ENDS OF MINE LIFE. 
 AS THINE MIND PLAYS
TRICKS AND PUSHES ME
 INTO A SWEET SLUMBER
WOOED BY THINE OWN 
 MEDIOCRITY;
THIS IS THE DEVIL'S LULLABY.
 NOW BE AT PEACE AND REST SOON 
YE SHALL STOP LIFE'S PROTEST.


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What's Done In Secret Will Come Out In the Open

What’s Done In Secret… Will Come Out In The Open! I’ve read God’s word, and it’s clearly spoken… What’s done in secret… Will come out in the open! I’ve been guilty of this, too many times! I never thought of it, to really be a “crime?” “Nobody’s watching” was the thought pondered… As my mind began to “explore and wander.” It didn’t take long for my life to go “off course.” By a powerful wind of temptation’s force! No matter how many times I took time to pray… This “secret” held on, and wouldn’t go away! I went to church on Sunday and prayed and cried. This “secret” remained, no matter how hard I tried! God told me, I was to give up what surrounded me! This was hard to do, but God was there to help me! Many things I thought I needed, to give me pleasure… Didn’t fulfill the love that God gave! An eternal treasure! As each day passes on… I want to humbly confess… I’m giving my life to God! He’ll take care of the rest! May the Lord Jesus stir a deep passion within… May it be my desire to be more like HIM! God is the God of yesterday, today and tomorrow! I’ve no secrets with him! No more shame or sorrow! Jesus is the Lord of lords! And the King of kings! He’s my lord and savior! My everything! By Jim Pemberton


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I AM

I am Jaylyne;
Child of Chaos and Gaia.
With my birth;
I am given the breath of Chaos and body of Gaia.
The best of both worlds;
I am both the seeker and fulfiller.
I have the power of desire and to gratify. 
With the many shades of grey I am;
I hold black and white together.


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We Need Jesus Now More Than Ever


We Need Jesus NOW!  More Than Ever!

We need Jesus now!  More than ever before!
His love and mercy…  
We need so much more!

The completeness of Jesus we need in our home!
Especially when we feel
 “abandoned and alone!”

Jesus can do more for us than our own ability.
He brings to us an enduring
 peace and stability!

In the midst of this world’s
 “chaos and madness.”
His love brings to us eternal gladness!

He is the “antidote” for whatever is ailing you!
You can always trust him!  
He’ll NEVER fail you!

He is always the answer for a desperate situation!
He is here now!  Why not give him an invitation?

Your every problem…  He will solve them!
All you need to do, is to “involve” him!

An eternal life of joy is what he brings!
He is our righteousness!  Our everything!

Come Lord Jesus! We humbly bow!
Please touch our hearts!  
We need you NOW!

By Jim Pemberton


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The Key

The pain, the sorrow, the regret
Refill my body with simple, pure happieness
Kill the hurt I feel inside
Let me live again
I never truly feel like I belong
But I try like hell to fit in
No matter what I go through
I always feel drained
I have the face of guilt
Hiding behind a mask of joy
Lying to everyone I love
Just to get the sense of satisfaction
Leaving behind all I believe
To put others before me
Making it impossible to feel whole
Suffocating my every being
Not knowing others, not knowing myself
Not knowing where it will end
The peace may never come
An endless battle against right and wrong
But you never truely feel the satisfaction
If you never try


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Moment To Moment

Moment to moment… and from breath to breath…
I decide which bills to pay from this second to the next.
This one today… that one comes next…
All waiting my next payday.... never to come…
Things aren’t the same… never will be again…
I sold the last of my jewelry to pay the last bill...
A garage sale gave nothing worthy again, still…

The days travel insistently around the clock
They are quick and fleeting and leave me behind.
My options diminish more daily
Tomorrow will bring more of the same.
No one is hiring unless you already have a job.
Two Thousand arrived for one janitor to hire.

Where is my white knight to scoop me upon his horse?
Where are the promises made to a child?
Where went my home with a white picket fence?
Where is my future I hoped to retire upon?
Where went my gifts for laughter and fun?
Where went the next Christmas for my son?
They are gone and moment-to-moment is all I can see…

Is there any one out there… who isn’t like me?
In honor of every man and woman... feeling lost, forgotten, and alone.
Moment to moment I'll remember to sing our song.
We won't go unheard... while I am around...


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The Black Abyss

Sinking in deeper,
No way to escape,
The dark and scary Reaper,
Fore told in the Book of Life.

Is this my end?
Will I ever see the light of day again?
No. My wounds, I must mend.
I must find my strength.

Stand my ground,
Face my fears.
Only then will my voice be found
I must survive.

Break the suffocating chains,
Run from the darkness.
Power will fill my veins.
I will Fight!

Fight the painful names,
The horrid memories,
The demented games 
And escape My Black Abyss.


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Paper Planes

Over the cliff it goes,
Where is lands; no one knows.
Does it matter?
The wind takes it up - around, side to side then down.
Its outta my hands this time, only the wind knows where it lands.
But that place, we will see, at that point in time,
Complete it will be.

The ride might be long,
Might be hard,
It will fight and flea trying to break free,
But I believe though…in the end,
It will grow,
People will be amazed at the new show.

Only to be back on the cliff,
Falling again,
But this time…it will be ready for the wind.
Enjoying the flight because it knows,
The ride is what allows it to grow;
Being even better then the previous show.  


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A World Finished

Snakes flying all over in the air 
And all creatures living without care
Wild animals swimming in the water 
Grouped or ungrouped does not matter
Strange to see all this happening 
No worry and none frightening 
The scorpions chose to suck the blood 
A sort of senseless, baffling method   
But then a cloud full of earthworms landed on earth
Wherever possible the creatures giving birth  
And the walking prawns on the land 
Don’t care for being with the sand 
Bothered only to get into the cloud 
And eating the worms, feeling proud 
Bats flying in random
No one feeling boredom 
Snakes and bats colliding with each other in air 
All that happens, for they don’t scare    
So much populated and dense the world turned out to be 
Some people living like animals by hanging on the tree  
That nothing seems to be in control 
Living without responsibility and role 
All living things, blatant by the heart 
They all concerned only to play their part
Never felt that they are hurting others 
Pulling hair and snatching feathers
As nobody feeling the pain 
Nothing to lose and gain 
Some people dying on the spot 
Never bothered and care about  
But many more of them giving birth wherever they like 
And the population without shame is always on the rise  
Nothing bothered the people 
No matter if they are not capable
Dragons, crocodiles, beasts all around 
In the waters and on the land they are found 
And no chance to construct a house and live in 
They all concerned only about eating and drinking in  
If anything comes their way they will do it 
But not education they prefer for the solution 
As there is no importance given to education 
One should realize that if there is no education 
Then for all the problems there will be no solution 

 


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Beyond What's Seen

You do not know what I see
I see you crying next to me
I see your pain, I see your tears
Through your laughs, and through the years
Past your mask I see your face
You are hiding in this place
Trust in me, I won't let you fall
You don't have to hide at all

Open up what's in your heart
That is the place I will start
Open up your eyes and see
All that's left is you and me
In the end you'll see the light
Come on, I don't want to fight
Together we will make it through
Come on. Now, It's me and you

Now you can start to feel
How much this love is true and real 
behind your eyes you keep your pain
It's all locked up in your brain
Come on. Now, just let it out
It's okay to scream and shout
I will help you through and through
I will always be with you


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HE Will Lead Me:

He Will Lead Me… Jesus is with me every step that is taken, With HIM in my life—I am never forsaken! A straight and narrow path is what he will make, He’s there to lead and guide me every step that I take. Every choice I have, every step that is made, The price for my life—on Calvary— has been PAID. His word shall direct me which way I should go, It shall be a lamp unto my feet down here below. His Holy Spirit will gently give me Godly correction And shall always lead me into the right direction… By Jim Pemberton


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Crossroads of Life

Do you go to the left? Do you go to the right? Do you continue straight ahead? Do you stand still? No matter what path you choose You are at the Crossroads of Life If you go to the left what will you find? If you go to the right, will you have peace of mind? If you continue straight ahead will your journey be long? If you stand still, you might think your decision is wrong No matter what decision you make you are still at the Crossroads of Life Before you decide which path to choose ask God to help you HE is your adviser, with HIM you can't lose HE is your guiding light when you are at the Crossroads of Life
Contest entry Dilemma by Joe Flach


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Hurricane Sandy I Thank You

What’s my main focus? Is to find the key that open all doors The key to harmony, and longevity, My ending is now my beginning My past is never to be mention A new sun shall rises in the east And the wind from the north shall Swipe a new path that I shall follow My new life has just begun What am I looking for.. is out there The maybe, I should have, only ifs` Doubtful thoughts Shall scatters to the wind, I only listen to the wind For the signal resolution The golden key is mind. Hurricane Sandy I thank you.
Authors Notes: Due to the effect of hurricane sandy My work place have been destroy i thought that my life was over..........the hurricane has taught me a lot. A Testimonial ......to a new beginning


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LOVE ON CAPITOL HILL

      LOVE ON CAPITOL HILL
Love can make you goofey in the mornin,                     
make you babble like a fool, And bark at the moon.          
Love can make you  silly in the afternoon,                  
and make your congressman act like a loony tune!            
 Love can make you sappy! doin things you'd never do.       
 Love can make you zappy!                                   
          And make you act like you was borned in a zoo. 
©  I am RON WILSON and i approve of this pome... Puem... Potery ...Pottery ...whatever


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EYE Don't See -Part 1-

My eyes
Pour forth feelings
That I’ve felt in the past
They make my heart ache…
Take it all away…
Oh my God…
They’re making me sink in dismay

When will they break away?
When will they give me a break?

And I’m left in my solitude…
Do you hear me weeping?
And I’m close to my demise…
Only to find myself disappear…
When will peace draw near?

Eye don’t see
A happy ending in this scene 

My eyes
Journeys into the unknown
Who knows what will happen…
They’re like hidden treasure…
They’re buried far below…

And I’m left in my solitude…
My eye’s weeping…
And I’m close to my demise…
Only to find myself disappear…
When will peace draw near? 

Oh my God…
They’re driving me insane
When will they see my reflection?
When will they heal the infection?

Eye don’t feel
Raindrops of hope and relief 
All I feel…is grief…
Eye sense no peace…

And I’m left in my solitude…
My eye’s sagging…from endless mourning  
And I’m close to my demise… 
Only to find myself disappear…
When will peace draw near?

Does He hear
My supplications?
Does He sense 
My fear?

My eyes
Conceals the tears that dare to spew out
I feel trapped and lost without a doubt…
They erase my delight…
They seek my hurt…
Oh my God…
They’re casting me away into the perilous sea

And I’m left in my solitude…
My eye’s weeping…
And I’m close to my demise…
Only to find myself disappear…
When will peace throw out my fear?

Eye don’t see
A ship in sight…to save me from my demise
My lifeless body...
Drifts away in the wild ocean...
Without a sound...
Without emotion...

Eye don’t see
A rope to hold on to…
My hope for peace
Has drowned…


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I Don't Know What To Do With My Life

When that feeling rushes in-
I don't know what to do with my life-
I need to search from within
And look up toward the light.


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Oscar

he felt the bile rising in his throat
but he was strong, he was ready
wiping his sweaty palms on his jeans,
he stood up and took one last look in the mirror before he presented himself to his parents
as he uttered the words with only a slight stammer
the shock only passed over their faces for just a moment
and then they told him exactly how they felt
There apparant love for him made him dizzy with relief
they approached him, arms open wide
and he shed the last of his fears onto their shoulders
and with one last shudder, he released all anxiety
they understood
and he is finally happy again


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The upright Stone

I was hiking one day on the back side of the mountain, 
close to where I live.
I came across an upright stone, and this is what it said;
"This was my favorite spot, all the days of my life, 
and it shall remain my favorite spot, even after I die."
The marker was simply inscribed; "Poet."
I couldn't help but sit there beside that upright stone,
and hold a bit of a conversation with someone quite unknown.
I see by your date, you've been here for quite sometime.
It's been about a decade or so, since the day you met your demise.
I can't help but wonder was it some kind of ailment that put you here?
Or was it some horrific accident that planted your bones beneath the earth.
I can see why you chose this spot.
Man!  what a view.
I'm kind of sorry that I am talking to you now,
I think I might have liked you.
You here that? 
The creek rolling softly, is putting my mind at ease,
I guess I'll just lie here a bit and catch a couple of Z's.
I awoke to a voice saying; "It's time for you to leave."
In my still sleepy stooper all I could say was; "Pardon me."
There stood a white robed figure, which I couldn't really see.
A reached out hand stood me up at once, 
facing the upright stone.
I could plainly read the inscription now.
the name; 
was that of my own.


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We're Lost Without God

We’re Lost Without God…

As God is removed from this great nation.
We end up with a confused and lost generation.

As God is forbidden, in our public schools.
The tide of immorality is what “rules.”

As God is often mocked and discarded.
It was Godly principles this country was started!

As anything of God seems to get scorned.
We tend to worship many ungodly forms.

As God’s word is often tossed and thrown out.
We tend to forget what God is all about!

As God’s plans for living are tossed and abused.
We have many people very lost and confused!

As people forget God and worship the creature.
They look to themselves as being the “teacher.”

As people ignore God, many get involved in deep addictions.
And with this, come disease, 
heartache and afflictions!

As God looks and sees this nation “bleeding.”
It’s him and his word,  that we need to be seeking!

If we would humble ourselves, he would hear our prayer!
He loves all of us!  And he really does care!

Won’t you come to the Lord, and invite him in?
Won’t you allow him to be your master and friend?

He brings strength and nourishment to the soul!
It’s only in him that we can be complete and whole!

By Jim Pemberton


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Happenings

What happened yesterday Is in the past, Gone away. What happened tomorrow No-one knows Joy or sorrow. What happened today Tomorrow I will say One thing I am sure Now or when Will always follow What happened then.


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Diversity Or Perversion


We often hear many talking about "diversity." Seldom does anyone acknowledge... "perversity." What's "right or wrong," has led to much confusion. As our nation idulges in so much perversion. Many don't know which direction they're being led. As many have rejected what God has already said. His divine and holy principles are being "torn apart." We are witnessing a "division of the heart." Our only hope and answer in all of this mess. Is a way of living that is "God-blessed." His blessings in our life is what we need to enjoy. His word in our way of living... We should daily employ. Without a Godly direction... Our nation is "off course." God is our only refuge and defense... Against this "evil force." Now's the time to return to Christ and engage in prayer! His hands will keep you in his tender mercy and care. Though the whole earth crumbles... and it's governments shaken. Jesus remains our bedrock... and our only solid foundation! By Jim Pemberton 05/07/09


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Kneel with Fear

How can we fear what we’re meant to fear if fear has been taken from the equation 
in the land of the forgotten the streets poured with fear of what was to come if they 
didn’t live right if they lost their footing and fell but now there is so much chaos 
what’s to fear anymore how can they fear if some of the most terrifying things are 
staring back at them from their very own television sets when they walk out their 
door a friend telling them of a man that was brutally murdered describing the lay out 
without even a quiver everything frightening is so common now why do you think 
we’ve lost sight of what to believe in why do you think in revelation it goes on to 
say few will make it to heaven because most of us are too busy living in the new age an age built by the fallen ones with no boundaries no repercussions and no reason to believe that anything actually exists God will not come down here and show you his face if it was that easy why bother for us to be here in the first place question not what you need not question for all will be answered in time have you not learned patience through out this life do you always know everything right away or do you have to wait to find your way if you can answer that you should know it’s 
God you should fear in the land of the forgotten and in the new age as well

03/01/11


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Too Many Churches Are Becoming Political

Too Many Churches Are Becoming Political…

Have you noticed?  This may seem to be “heretical.”
As more churches are becoming too “political”

What in the world are churches doing “for heaven’s sake.”
Do many in churches think about what’s at stake?

We’re to be the body of Christ with fellow believers.
Have we become like the “doormat sweepers?”

Rather than making Godly decisions and choices.
Too many in church listen to “outside voices.”

The politics of the day seem to “sweep the moment.”
Godly principles often take a “postponement.”

When churches govern by man’s “set of rules.”
The building has then become “a bunch of fools!”

Christ is coming for a church “washed in the blood of the lamb.”
The importance of Godly living… Many don’t understand!

A message of holiness and repentance need to be heard!
A deep passion and love for Christ is seldom stirred!

As many seek after their own doctrine and denomination...
Much of what’s happening has become an abomination!

It’s time to wake up and be filled with God’s awesome power!
Christ could come now!  This could be the hour!

It’s time for Churches to be a Godly influence!
Taking a stand for God’s word and making a difference!

“Unless the lord builds the house…  They labor in vain that build it.”
Christ must be the foundation!  
His presence must completely fill it!

By Jim Pemberton


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Lord I Stumbled and Fell

Lord, I Stumbled and Fell!

Lord, I have stumbled and fallen once again!
By hanging on to a stubborn sin!
I once thought, “My life will never get off track,”
Until that one day after I committed
 such a sinful act.

“No one’s watching me” was what I thought,
I didn’t now the pain and suffering,
 into my family, that I brought!
That moment of “pleasure,”
 I hoped would go away,
But sin stares me in the face, every day!

Pride crept into my once cheerful heart,
It’s now eating at me! Tearing me apart!
I once thought I was ”too good,”
 to commit a sin like this!
Many of God’s blessings, I now will miss.

To you Jesus…  My whole heart,
 I ask you to cleanse.
It’s in YOU!  That my life depends.
Create in me a clean heart!
 Renew a right spirit within me!
Your forgiveness in my life,
 is what others must see.

The most important thing,
 to God that I can give…
Is a broken and contrite heart,
 each day I live!

By Jim Pemberton   rev. 04/13/13


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Restore the Walls of Jericho

Blasphemy…cloud over their hearts of gold
Their value gradually diminishes…their weapons turn to mold
Serenity…deserted them and neglected them like orphans 
Their joy rapidly wears out…they mislaid their abundant portions

They yearn,
“RESTORE the walls of Jericho!”

Anguish…shadows over their dwelling, sacred place 
Their weaknesses manipulate them – they’re the definition of disgrace
Danger…defeats them and tarnished them as if they were worthless
Their prosperity shattered straightaway! REBUILD our merriness!

They plead and pray,
“Dona nobis pacem…”  

Hear our hesitation and supplication…we’re beneath the bricks and remains
We’re buried alive literally! We’re becoming one with the ground
Fear and despair erases our soothing dreams…we’re getting washed away in the drains
We’re searching for shelter…we’re getting hunted down – we’re barely surviving 

They churn…
They coil…
They drift away…
They spoil…
In their miseries…
Does He hear their pleas?

“SAVE ME!”
“Bestow blessings upon us!”
Are you ignoring us deliberately?
 “Give us a helping hand
And lead us to the promise land!”

Misfortune unravels in this city of bafflement
Their strengths repaired our souls…we’re the definition of bravery! 
Desolation and disbelief demolishes the walls of Jericho…
Does anyone sense their resentment?
Their charity transformed to greed suddenly – 
Their lack of optimism and gratitude  
Buried them down in captivity
 

How can you bear their poverty? 
How can He save them from destruction and pity?

They whisper on His Holy Hill,
“Dona…Nobis…Pacem…” 

Don’t let the battle overthrow ’em!


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Hidden

The innocent child still crying,
That you nailed up on your wall,
Her tears are freely flowing,
As the autumn leaves do fall.
The wind of time still blowing,
Across the lonely way,
As the soldiers march to battle,
On this bright and sunny day.
I couldn't get the words,
To leave my knotted throat,
I couldn't get my loved ones,
To leave the sinking boat.
I couldn't think the thoughts,
That could protect me from the light,
Couldn't see your beauty,
Hidden in my night.

And now the end is coming,
Riding on the wind,
To blow away illusions,
To blow up everything.

The riders horse is thunder,
The swords are flashing high,
As the angels of destruction 
Fall from the darken sky.

A million times I told you,
Whispered in your ear,
A million blessing hidden,
Behind the demons of your fears.

The innocent lamb is bleeding,
As the lightening flashes by,
The autumn leaves still falling,
From the sadness in your eye.

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Only Everything - Part Two

I got an ultimatum, I can shoot through them or create a diversion,
but  either way it's the same, just an unreleased version.
It's never different, one just brings a smile, 
I accept the little things, one step is the beginning of a mile.

Never denial, there's no regrets and no looking back,
what happened then is gone, a figment of your imagination, it's the past.
You brought that out, you let me release my inner thoughts,
you brought my chin up, and when I fell you instantly caught.

When it was hot, you were a fan, a resource for fresh air,
when nothing was right, you were the only place where things were fair.
My fairytale, my mansion where there were to many rooms,
where I could take of my shoes, and finally tell the truth.

You're my destination, it doesn't matter how far,
my fabrication, where I can build anything that I want.
I can't replace you, there's nothing more that I need.
You are my garden, and my pen is the seed, you're Only Everything.


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My Savior

Savior of mine
I call out to you
Save me from myself
and all I believe that is true.
For my heart is aching inside
and I know not what to do.

Take me by the hand
Guide me to a far away land.
Allow me to escape myself once and for all.

I know not what my future brings
I know not where this path leads
However I do know,
that my heart bleeds 

Savior of mine
Stop this aching pain
Free my soul
from its evil reign.

For life without you,
is lived only in vain.

Savior of mine
I give myself to you
Broken and scared
For this is all that I can do.

For with you
nothing of myself
will remain
From this point on
I can only gain.

Thank you for saving me
This unworthy soul is now set free.


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Alone In My Thoughts

**Dedicated to one of those nights where I lay awake at night and feel the weight of the world fall upon me in the dark...**


  I struggle trying to balance success and doubt..
They both carry the potential to wipe me out. 
I lay awake in the dark, strangled with these thoughts...
mind blots with ideas, that storm about. 

 Fist clenched, teeth grind,
knuckles turn white, brain paints vivid scenes that flood my mind.
Fluorescent, incandescent, negative and light,
flashing bright till it renders me blind. 

 Which will take me first, the pleasure or the pain?
Perhaps both, cuz without struggle there is no gain.
They compliment each other like lightening and rain.
Both dangerously attractive in its own special way.

 So how do I respond to the darkness as it throws my mind on a curved dim lit path,
when hope seems down and life can't be graphed?
 
 Do I succumb to the evil opposite of light?
Compromise tempts me with smooth whispering cries...
But I take the high road instead, look the beast in its eyes,
I smile, wink, and chuckle "nice try."



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'the twitch'

This is the story of ‘the twitch’.  
We have all had it:  
   That bit of movement before we sleep.  
We have been awakened by it when we were younger. . . it threw our arm out to catch us 
before we fell out of bed.
   It was even younger than that for us.  
   It was sometimes confused with a kick --  from our mothers’ tummies  to the swaddle of 
blanket.  
   As we grew, the arm no longer flew. . . and thus. . . ‘the twitch’.
   It is thought that we started with 
a parting of the energy that mathematicians make Einsteins 
of, or, 
sounds of the aria that Mozart’d 
into our echoes of the day --  a marriage of concept and conceptual.  
   It took us through the outreach of awkward doubt. . . brought us ‘round the curve 
of nerve 
for monkey bars toward the first dance; drew blood in our mouths before we got the first 
punch – given/taken.
The part of ‘the twitch’ 
that is worthy of noting now is that 
   it has never wanted to be caught:  
   It wanted more than nothing to be left alone – perhaps; conceived that 
   it would be an occasion for cause. . . effect – the drive our parents tried to delay 
with Dr. Seuss and Disney books.  A teenage indifference took us away from 
   it.
We all fall asleep. . . as we’ve always done.  
The story of ‘the twitch’ begins at the thumb; carries on. . . for the course of fingers
   it touched.
Brings  us a little closer to the edge of our beds.


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You're Weeping Me Insane

Stop this bitter weeping
Yeah I’m talking to you
Though you may not be crying aloud 
Your expression gives you away

Stop this careless weeping
Yeah I’m embarrassing you
Though you may not think we know
It’s been in front of us from the beginning

Stop this despairing weeping
Yeah I feel your pain
Though you may feel like you’re the only one
Countless more will empathize

Telling you to stop 
Is like telling the persistent priest to stop preaching
Telling you to stop
Is like telling the earth to stop spinning
Telling you to stop
Is like telling the weeping willow to stop weeping
Telling you to stop
Is like telling the fire to stop burning

I know your crying
But that won’t stop the weeping
I know I’m embarrassing you
But that won’t stop the weeping
I feel your pain
But that won’t stop the weeping

I’m going insane!
Will you cease the weeping?


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God Calms The Raging Waters


God calms the raging waters and stormy seas. He replaces life’s storms with a “gentle breeze.” He brings stability and speaks; “peace be still!” This is his purpose for you! And his will! He brings victory to the battles within… And takes away eve the darkest of sins! He is what you need! This very hour! He can do all this for you! He has the power! He is our refuge… A present help in trouble! Though the oceans shake and mountain rumble! Why not steer into his harbor of safety, during this time? You’ll find he’s patient, understanding and kind! He’s is calling you now... And knocks at your door. What In the world… Are you waiting for??? By Jim Pemberton


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Of the Quandaries and Mystics in Divine Shamanism

The Shamans gather to discuss the oblivious reason
Dispel cruelty as fate opens for our unorthodox legion
Conformity’s blue armies will try to trap you and me in
Destroy notions preconceived, let the celebration begin

The mind is confused on what info it should reject
It is lost when it sees truth it cannot possibly accept
Parallel to common belief, pompous power is not Respect
I have invisible plans the materialists cannot ever detect
 
A different death, of new hope
Soaring as Shamans cut the rope
…but some won’t

It is normal to be abnormal
Self discovery is not formal
…but love is not either

Lamenting and hoping soliloquy
This is the way it was supposed to be
…but it is

Patience in expediting time
Supposed to waste away for a dime
…but I won’t

Smooth, silky opaque clouds
I have seen though the shadowed shrouds
…but I will still depart with the Shamans
The Spirit Realm

Lost in inevitable time
Drifting through superfluous mind
Coasting on sporadic rhymes
Losing grip on human kind
Searching in jungles of lies
Venom vines cannot unwind
Oxygen floats in pink skies
Wiggling under ties that bind

Worldly thought in powerfully small significant action
In the end, there are no nations and there is no faction
There is only the physical, mental, and spiritual reaction
Contently acquiesce to predetermination’s satisfaction

The pelicans told me how to dance on water
Mother’s dying nature from a materialistic daughter
Patriarchs are nonexistent in the time of our Father
Unwritten governing connections from unknown author

They eternalized eternity in what they wrote
The variables of grounded state and Shamans who float
The differences between independent thought and rote

Hidden is Peace in this experimental Earth piece
Except in the internally spiritual enlightened keys

Existence in the persistence of beginnings and endings
Continuous coincidence shows we are not alone fending
Disruptive objectives exemplify perceived reality is bending
Only you choose spiritual contentment in moments you’re spending

I quest to become a Great Shaman of Spirituality
Gather my children and listen to the winds of actuality

Optimistic spirits show how to make a boorish world sublime
The gradual success journeys through our mystics in beautific time
  
Obliterate the materialistic, conformist cause of hesitant follow through
Us and the Shamans will do everything; it is of yet if this includes you


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Divorce Isn't Always the Best Choice

Divorce Isn’t Always A Good Choice! I met a person who’s been married for many years. When he talked to me, he was in tears! He was faced with the option of divorce! And now, he feels his life is driven “off course.” His wife said she’s through. She’s “all done.” And doing things which seemed “fun.” Beyond each day and the circumstance… Does this marriage even “have a chance?” Why do people seem happier when they’re apart? Far too often, this ends up in a broken heart! Too often, people “give up” on what they believe! But it’s so many lies, is what they receive! I spoke to this person, of God’s purpose and meaning! Into God’s loving arms, is where he needs to be leaning! When life changes, and marriage seems to have failed you… Jesus is here! And wants to put his arms around you! There’s hope and answers to all of your problems! You’ll find the answer in God’s word! HE can solve them! The best choice for you is to come and trust HIM! Give Jesus your life! Come now and love HIM! All he needs is for you to give him an invitation! He’ll change you! And make you a new creation! His love can do what no other power can ever do! He’ll bring new meaning in the words; “I LOVE YOU!” By Jim Pemberton


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Therapy Session

Some folks would tell you that a Demon 
Lived in all of us

A rapist is a thief 
Some public defender isn’t smarter than his client
One is not required to serve as a juror: on every case
With that in mind:
To create a mental trend is easier.

A train to the plane;
It’s really surprising to find 
A hockey player who is tame
A police officer with all his fear and anger
A cook without a kitchen: Is like tango without jingo
A philosophy without any gaps

The new breakfast drink debut
Ice coffee in the morning
Mocha latte` all day
Please don’t interfere with what work
To help us during the day

I am a woman that follows the warmth
A tree that wouldn’t blossom 
 it's worthless creation?
You can eat tree bark 
While the lark 
Build its lowly nest
On the ground

A philosophy without any gaps


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Do You Find Yourself In An Embarrassing Situation

Do you find yourself in an 
embarrassing situation?
And have brought shame with
 little or no explanation?

Perversion comes in many forms and different kinds.
The result of it is to pollute or destroy the mind…

This type of lifestyle can lead to “an overwhelming” addiction.
And bring into your life misery and affliction…

Many “starve” to “satisfy” their feeling of emptiness…
And too often find themselves
 in a place of loneliness.

If you’re looking to be free 
and have a love worth finding…
Come to Jesus now…  Allow his words
 of hope to be “binding.”

If you’re one who is seeking treatment
 in what you endeavor…
The promises of Christ are true
 and will last FOREVER!

He is the answer to what you desperately seek,,,
And can give you true victory each day of the week!

In the midst of this world’s temptations
 and “false allusions…”
Christ has the answer! 
 He is your true solution!

Allow his word to cleanse your mind and soul…
His blood can wash you clean 
and make you whole!

Enjoy his peace and mercy that’s
already been provided…
His love for you has long ago been decided!

Allow him to remove any embarrassment and shame!
He’s here right now…  Simply call on his name!

By Jim Pemberton 
 06/13/11


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God's Love Brings Me Happness

What God’s done for me… Is hard to explain it. When it comes to his love… I can’t “contain it!” The love he brings and the peace untold… Is very precious. And worth more than gold! Without him in my life… What would I do? He brings new meaning to the words; “I LOVE YOU!” Just to know him and the beauty there is in his name… He brings to me comfort and joy... This is why he came! I'll accept his gift of eternal life today! And allow his presence to brighten my day! A relationship with him is his divine will… To the storms of my life… He speaks; “peace be still!” As I allow him to make my life complete within… A beautiful relationship with him begins! He is my God! My provider! And so much more! He’s here right now. What am I waiting for??? By Jim Pemberton


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EYE Don't See -Part 2-

My eyes
Refuse to see tragedy
My eyes
Marinate in dread…unable to embrace ecstasy 

And I’m left in my solitude…
My eye’s sagging…from endless mourning  
And I’m close to my demise… 
Only to find myself disappear…
When will peace draw near?

You don’t see 
What damage you’ve done
Just let me be
Leave me alone…hand me a gun

I yearn for unspoiled glory
To make me feel perfect once more
I yearn for flawless serenity
To make me feel no regret…don’t ignore
My calls…don’t hang up on me

You don’t see 
What damage you’ve done
Just hear my plea
Listen to my excruciating cries…
Listen to the truth, not the malicious lies  
Our journey has just begun   

And I’m left in my solitude…
Do you hear me weeping?
And I’m close to my demise…
Only to find myself disappear…
When will peace draw near?

Eye can’t handle the stress
Let me release my horrendous distress
Eye can see you making that same mistake
At least MY life isn’t at stake

And I’m left in my solitude…
My eye’s weeping…do You feel my lament
And I’m close to my demise…
Only to find myself disappear…Stepped on like cement
I’m aching with discontent… I abhor this torment    
When will peace scrub off my fear?

I can’t believe my eyes
Your guiltiness flows into me…
I can’t believe I fell for your lies
Your heartless action rape my mind…you don’t see
What my EYES see…

You’ll never see 
How much pressure you put me under
Unchain me from this chamber
And watch me flee…

When will you be set free?


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Your Son Is Autistic Part 1

This day I awoke, I had spent nights up before, 
till the point my body is what gave in. 
One would say I was probly depressed, 
but I like to think I spent it, 
asking myself what I already knew. 

I can remember feeling, 
love, shame, anger and happiness, 
all after opening my eyes, 
i wanted to but i couldnt bring myself to cry. 

I manged to get dressed, 
and while it seemed like forever, 
before I knew it, 
it was time to go. 

The ride there, was drivin in silence, 
neither of us realy talked, 
the music singing sounds, 
that I couldnt realy hear. 
I have never felt so alone 
and I asked myself...can I do this? 

When we arrived, I prepared myself, 
only for what I already knew. 
they greeted me with honesty, 
and a calming I can't describe, 
and i wonderd if, 
perhaps Kim had felt this way. 

They spoke with words they probly didnt think I understood, 
but have been through so many tests myself, 
now my child was the one, 
the one about to be labled. 
I had to ask myself "Is this my fault?" 

I would like ta say when they told me, 
I broke down and cryed, 
the truth is I felt nothing, 
and I began to ask myself why.


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The True Meaning of Christmas


The True Meaning of Christmas! During this Christmas, let’s celebrate Christ’ birth. It was for all of us that he came down to earth. As we think about Bethlehem and the baby boy… We shout glad tidings to all! And peace and joy! This young child was to one day touch all of mankind. His message of salvation… Today… You can find! As we celebrate and fill up with holiday cheer… This same Jesus is alive today… And is always here! Though 2000 years ago, he was born in a manger... You can know him NOW! He doesn’t have to be a “stranger.” Won’t you spend some time and reflect on Christmas’ true meaning? It’s in the merciful arms of Jesus that you need to be leaning! The good news of Christmas can certainly be found… Across this nation. Every city… And town! This same Christ can bring peace to your life today! He loves you much more than words can say! May HIS love bring peace and healing to your weary soul… It’s only in him, that you can be complete and whole!!! By Jim Pemberton


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SHOWTIME

          SHOWTIME
Come life and death of it you blessed rhapsody
you've played for long enough and now it's time to go
there's not a better time than now to let it be
insanities its own and best reward you know

deep in the night while there's no certain thing
but passion for the grief that lingers on and on
as damp and cold as fog as hot as summers sting
come life and death of it before this act is gone

there must be question to the ends uncertainty
that's led us guessing, why was this thing said
and is the act onstage or what the actors see
beyond the blinding light among the walking dead

who come to be amused right through our greatest fear
of no aplause; or laughter where there should be none
and we must speak each word for everyone to hear
exactly as they plan so that the show goes on.

and yes they knew the end before the curtain call
but made production's costs a thing to bear
and every star that's in the sky could surely fall
from how it shines tonnight unless the fire is there

they cannot see the moving of the props around
sometimes in pandemonium, at best in haste
nor setting of the stage--this is our holy ground
the tinting of each face the tightening of waist

there no one dares to tread except for those who see
the detail of it all must blend into the play
as carefully as we make this, our tragedy,
the making up must be complete in every way

we must not let the ending go beyond the end
or all is lost and all we'll hear is mumbelings 
and lack of press where there has never been a friend
so life and death of it come down though pain it brings

let not the curtain to ascend the play is done
and weary are the actors they've performed quite well
as real as life so now the show must not go on
past curtain fall there's nothing more we have to tell.
©ronwilson aka veebdosa the doylestown poet


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Nothing Really Matters

when rob stepped out of the courthouse,with charges for posession
he thought "it could be worse,it could have been for weapons"
and then he thought..."nothing really matters anyway"
when liz stepped of of the rehab,with a new outlook on life
she felt all those same feelings of hurt, pain, and strife
and then she thought "nothing really matters anyway"
when luke picked up his young son from daycare,and knew he had an hour
he thought back to the time he WOULD have stopped to grab his now EX-wife some flowers
and then he thought "nothing really matters anyway"
when lisa lifted up her body with nothing but her arms,and looked down at her legs
she wondered why the heck they were even THERE anyway..what for?
and then she thought "nothing really matters anyway"
all four people that same night,all in their own homes
picked up a remote,turned on the news and watched it come to blows
one man had done 25 years in jail,for something he had not really done
one woman lost the battle to addiction,one she thought she'd already won
one boy got hit by a car on his bike,he just only 5 his parents,divorced
one man lost his arms and legs while over fighting the war
four different people,four different lives,four different struggles,all about to cry
four different souls,four different heart,four different minds,all to have a fresh start
why does it take a reality check to pull us into gear?
why is it that reality sometimes must be our greatest fear?
the next time you think you're the only one who hurts and has plight
the next time you feel you're all alone,the only one who cries at night
try and remember,try not to forget,that you are never alone
whether you're telling your mom and dad your gay to the face or over the phone
whether your wife divorced you,your husband's a dog,or your kids have NO respect
you are human,deserve more,and you're not alone,cause' there is someone right next....
to you!!! nothing really matters. until you realize...nothing really matters.


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God Is Our Refuge In The Time Of Trouble

God Is Our Refuge (In The Time Of Trouble) God is our refuge and strength, in a time of trouble. He's there to pick me up... when I fall and stumble. I will not fear, though the whole earth be shaken. And the mountains be thrown into the ocean's deep basin. Though the waters roar, and the trees shake with fear; I am never alone.... for God is always near.. There is a river, whose streams bring forth gladness. God is in it's midst and brings true happiness. Let the heathen rage... and the whole earth melt too. The Lord of hosts is with us, and shall protect YOU! Behold his works... and see what he has made. He has caused wars to cease... & destroyed weapons displayed. Be still... He is God and is exalted to glory up on high. He is our protector. He is El-Shadaii! The Lord of hosts is with us... all of heaven does proclam. The awesome power and glory there is... in HIS majestic name! By Jim Pemberton Psalm Ch. 46


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An Occult Fairytale

 
Throw all your roses in the air, For there is no need of love in this lair Corpses laugh and spin Spirits run and play, Under silver ash shadow Magical sparks fill you here, Luring into Sitra Achra Crypt of the Ancient Rosalinean, Majlis al Jinn Lilith’s dance seducing your inner core Nehema’s whispers throwing yourself off the shore, You hope this is only folklore, But you must not fear the dark The Nightmare of the Lost Ark Silents winds whisper Untold truths of revelation to Give you new Trust In Adoration Asphyxiate with Fear As Angelique's eyes Lear Silently you’ll the feel the spirits Of The Howling growing near The Draconian Aeon is here All foul humans beware Samael will always be Near


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We Search For Direction

In the beginning of plight,
We venture off and take action
Beyond the mysteries of the day and night
We search diligently for safety and direction 

The aftermath of our flight
Brought us good luck and success
If we look forward...we'll eventually find light
We must get out of this cave...
Or we'll be stomped on by distress

You're our journey's end
Where is the escape route?
Beyond the present anguish, our spirits will ascend
With God's help, we'll find a way out...
No doubt


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The Journey of Consciousness

Dreams lost in lack of sense
A lack of knowing where it went
Into the maelstrom; loss of sight
Machinery that stole your light

Fumbling through quiet noise
Mimicry evading choice
Everything within your grasp
When you don’t see beyond your clasp

Stubborn nightmares leaking through
The water rising lets you choose
Standing tall when you can’t sit
Your prison granting this privilege

Conscious reason comes to aid
Escaping from this shallow grave
The first revival, so alone
The sun revealing the dark unknown

Many paths, all are one
Soon to shape the dark beyond
And through the journey you will find
You were guided by your own designs

Experience is breathing through
Sharing truth to let us choose
A wakeful state to gain insight
Accept that pain can strengthen light


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Is it love

I feed my hands…yes! With inks,
The ink does what?... Oh! My heart gives words,
Words from…yes! My brain thinks a lot, 
A lot?
Of course, from my lot!

I love to…,
Do I really love to?…
Or I’m forced to…,
Em, I’m pushed to…,
No, compelled to…
I don’t know!
What makes me write?!
All  I see,all  sees
All I hear, even all are “all ears”
How can I see a can and say “yes I can!”
Oh…I can’t stop” I can”
My “can’t” can’t stop my “can”.

I’m disconnected but, still connected
‘Prefer isolation but, I’m still among
‘Love to be away yet, I’m still around
My ink…or me sees a lot,
Thinks a lot,
Reveals my lot!

I wonder if it’s love,
Let’s give it a thought 
I think it’s my lot 
Or is it really love?! 


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I Heard Jesus Call My Name

I Heard Jesus Call My Name… I heard Jesus call my name just the other day. I told him. “Not now!” “Just go away!” It was his voice. It was clear and imminent. I was just “too busy”. This was evident! Why should I care? Why should I listen? There’s too many things, I don’t want to be missin’! I know that he is near me.. His voice beckons… Obeying his voice is an important lesson! It’s so difficult for me to trust and obey. I’m “preoccupied” twenty four hours a day! This life I have. I know that God has given. I haven’t included him in, the way I’ve been livin’! Perhaps I’ll do it tomorrow. Some other time. Maybe he’ll call another name. And not mine! God realizes the mess that I’ve gotten myself in. “Some other day,” I’ll try calling for him. I know that he loves me and wants the very best. If I answer his voice. My life will be blessed! I’ve changed my mind! Lord… Here I am! Please take my life and take my hand! I’ll do what you ask. I’ll listen to your voice. This is the best decision. This is the best choice! Thank you Lord for being so patient and kind! For you're my beloved and you're mine! By Jim Pemberton 11/23/11


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someone cares

Someone cares if I'm happy today 
If my day is cheerful and bright? 
Someone somewhere cares if I'm feeling ok 
If everything going just right. 

Someone somewhere cares if I eat
If there is food in my fridge and plates full at my table.
Someone somewhere cares if I have clothes on my back and shoes on my feet
They keep my mental state stable. 

Here I sit wondering if someone still thinks about me.
Pondering if that someone is still out there.
Is this how life is always going to be
And if that someone still remembers, I care about them too if they care about me.


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In The Midst Of Our Troubles God Is HERE

In The Midst Of Our Troubles… God Is HERE! During our life, we have many trials and temptations! We come across adversities and difficult situations! Things happen in life. It’s easy to find someone to blame! Quite often, we have hardships that we cannot explain! The many things that we try to hold on to so dear. Are here today... But tomorrow… Could disappear! There are so many circumstances that affect how we’re living! What kind of life… To God… Have we been giving? With each day that goes by, and the many decisions we make… Much of what we do has an impact on our eternal fate! Of all of the problems that life brings our way… We need to focus on the words our God has to say! He is our strength! A mighty fortress and a high tower! He is the Alpha and Omega! Behold his majestic power! He ii and always will be the one who rules supreme! Jesus is our righteousness, our savior and the risen king! When everything in life fails, Jesus remains faithful and true! He is here right now. And will always be here for YOU! By Jim Pemberton


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Dark, cold World.

===== A little rhyme inspired by DaryIsue LockHart's rhymes =====

It is for the lost..  that I wanna find the way,
Out from this dark place, of pain and misery.
Back to ourselves.. how we were, when we were young,
Before evil played its hand, before the time we got stung.

I wanna be free..  but that'll have to wait!
I'm trapped by emotion, by feelings soo great.
And I'm not alone.. in this victims prison,
D.I.Y Labotomy, I'll make the first incision.

I don't want drugs, to ease my pain,
I found Nirvana.. but can't get back again!
Some say I'm insane!  This train of thought I'm on,
Goes through a portal to another dimension.

But it's a dark, cold world.. where I know no fear,
My heart it stops, my mind sharpens.. becomes clear,
When I look into your eyes.. I can see your soul,
I can reach into your heart.. but I might lose control!

Sometimes I can see.. just a little too much,
And round-about that time, I start to lose touch,
See.. I know why you hurt, but I could hurt them too!
I'd make them scream, long, sweet, songs of sorry.. just for you.

However.. I know something, that they don't know,
I've had a little glimpse, of the place, that they go,
Where they like to turn the tables.. and play little games,
Where sticks and stones hurt, but so will the names!

Till then.. keep strong!  Keep your mind awake,
You've walked through fire, I think you should take a break,
But you've seen the enemy, like me.. you wanna fight,
Thats why I walk alone, with no shadow, in the night.


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A New Collection to the Eye Forest

Crackling blood lies in these forest grounds
Grass growing by its lively effect…
Growing a grimace to the environment    
As the predators hung her on the branches,
carving her left eye on the oak tree
and carving her right eye on the olive tree

They grow livelier…
sucking up the carrions from off the ground
Drowning the vines that try to 
suffocate and remove them for life
left to be in history…unceasingly forgotten 

Now the forest has industrialized into an Eye Forest
Eyes protruding…extorting on the tree trunks
Liquefied by anguish…they had wished to escape
Their pupils punctured by arrows of death 
They grow more affectionate towards the lively soul… 
watching people suffer in indignity and disproof
Here’s that living evidence! Hidden proof!
 
Hunted by the worst predator out there
in the deepest of the forest

The eyes seem to stare into your own
Locked with your frightening vibes 
Feeling your dangling fears and pain 
Weeping them insane…
there is no one out there to be blamed,
even in the deepest of the forest

Oh you carrion heart, soul and body
you are accepted to the collection
and grow insanely and look into a world of reflection

You are one of those who lie in the midst of obscurity 
JUST wait till the day of Resurrection... 

Oh you carrion soul and body 
Surviving through the shadows of the forest, 
roaming along the compacted forest, 
moping about in displeasure 
because without a doubt 
you are a magnificent collection 
to the eye generation 
to look upon a cheerless, remorseful life,
Given away by the predator

They soon diminish the evidence…
Here’s that living evidence! Hidden proof!
You’re left for dead after all

Allow them to spread one of your eyes
on this tantalizing tree
Let them do their job as a hunter
Your awareness is diminished

Allow yourself to not be startled 
Lose yourself,
and later on, you’ll break free of pain and fear


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Mind over matter

I nearly lost my mind today,
But I turned in time to prevent its escape…

But as I grasped it, to secure its flight…
My mind fought my hands,
With scratches and bites…

Yet perseverance and determination,
They stayed my grip…

And on to the flesh of my mind,
My tears began to drip…

Lo and behold my fear lost its prevalence…
I succumbed to my decadence…

And I met my future with timid steps…
My feet in tune with life’s rolling cadence…

Yet a miss-step, a fumble, or a slump,
Will land me in a conundrum…

And what will befall me then?
If I trap my mind once again?
And feel it sink its proverbial teeth to the bone…
And convince my sanity that it is not alone…

But grope for all I can,
To prove who I am…

But remain unsure...

And again I question what will be,
And make my mind take a knee…

So that we can meet these miles with confidence,
To show the world,

Our radiance…


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Question's within my life.

WE ALL WALK AMONGST GOD'S BEAM OF LIGHT SHINING DOWN UPON US, 
YET ALL WE ARE DESTINED TO SEE IS THE DARKNESS AND HATRED 
LAYED TO WASTE AROUND US... IF DEATH IS OUR ULTIMATE DEFEAT...
IF LOVE IS OUR ULTIMATE VICTORY...
WHAT IS OUR ULTIMATE SACRIFICE? 
WHO IS THE CONDEMNED? 
IS IT THE ONE'S WHO LIVE WITHOUT LOVE? OR THE ONE'S THAT LIVE WITH HATE? 
WHO IS THERE TO DISTINGUISH BETWEEN LOVE AND HATE? BETWEEN LIFE AND DEATH? 
WHO GOOD SIR? 
IS IT OUR OWN CHOICE? 
IS IT’S GOD’S DESIGN?
I SAY IT IS NEITHER, 
THERE IS a PATH THAT WE FOLLOW BUT WE DO NOT CHOOSE IT OUR SELVES, 
I SAY IT IS FATE THAT LEADS OUR LIVES AND NOT GOD, 
I SAY OUR FUTURE IS UNDECIDED YOU SAY IT IS PLANNED, 
BUT NO MATTER WHAT HAPPENS NOTHING CAN KEEP ME AWAY FROM YOU, HATE NOR 
DEATH
 AS LONG AS MY LOVE FOR YOU IS STRONG MY LIFE IS ALWAYS WORTH LIVING, 
AS THERE IS NO STRONGER MOTIVE THAN LOVE IT SELF.


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Dear Rich,

Rich,

The weather turned cold 
And a friendless mood came upon me
My companion was no where to be found
My last resort was to let go of all the passion I had

Sitting at our familiar place
I realized all I need is myself to overcome these hardships 
I remembered the past, we once had

Living life to the fullest 
Letting the days pass us by
Allowing only one person to accept me 

Now, you are gone and 
As for the life we use to live

Throughout the year I struggled
With realizing who I really am
Crushed by relationships
And pushed away by parents

I felt like everything in my life was closing into an end
And there was no stopping it
So I tried to end it all myself

My fate gave me a another chance
So I could turn my life around

When I started to not care about what people thought about me 
The less I fought with people who provoked me 

It turned warm once again
I yearned for a signification that you were safe
I eventually moved on with my life

When I least expected I got the answer I been hoping for 
You finally called

At first I felt as if you were a stranger 
But soon afterwards I knew you were your same old self 

I felt as if it wasn’t like it used to be between us
I didn’t depend on you, like I use to 
But I still hoped that you and I  
Still had that unbinding spark

I revealed to you my secrets,
Dreams and fears.
And you told me a lot more 
Than I expected to hear 

I just want to let you know 
That every time you call me, I feel loved 
And every time we kiss I feel so special 
That nothing can ever hurt me 

But I can’t prevent reality from stopping 
I can’t force anyone to be there,
- Who can’t be
 All I am capable of is to 
- have faith in myself 


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words i couldnt say

I never thought i would write poetry,
I still dont understand if what im writing is poetry,
all i was doing was simply penning down my feeling and thoughts
on a piece of paper on a daily basis, but not a diary.
because these are some of the words 
that i will never say, but i can write them down.

these all changed when someone saw something in wrote.
they took intrest in what i was writing,
and asked me when i started writting poetry, 
but i replied that i do not write poetry,
but what they saw, to them was poetry.
and so in started regarding my writting as poetry sometimes.

it really feels good to share your feelings and thoughts
with other people.
thoughts that comes from within as is poetry.
letting your feelings to the world makes you hopeful,
it brings another reason to believe again, 
it gives a sense of selfworth


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The Things I want, The Things I Get

Once upon a time I loved a girl but she didn’t love me back.
Once upon a night I wished on a star but my dreams never came to pass. 
Twice I think I hoped for the sun and not the rain pouring in.
But my cover flew away and the drops soaked through my skin. 

I think I could wish for hard times and the dark,
And just to spite my soul the world would set ablaze from a single spark.
My money would pile high, 
girls would wave as they walked by.
And the one thing can I say for this life,
Is no one ever got a damn thing from goodbye. 


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Call On HIIM


Maybe things in your life have taken "the wrong turn," Life is passing you by—-you're not concerned... Things that were important... are important no more, Life seems so dull and dry-rather a bore. Your love for your friends and family is gone, Almost everything you do...it's all wrong!!! Your life seems to be like a ship lost out on the sea, You cry, "Lord-what is happening to me???" Jesus loves you so much...he really does understand, Waiting there to pick you up-with a special loving hand. He'll replace your loneliness witha satisfying love, Putting your life back together gently, like a gentle dove... His perfect love will give you a peace of mind, So call on him now---NOW is the time! By Jim Pemberton


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Friendly Love

There are a lot of things to say
Why do I feel so alive when you're around?
There’s so much to do today
But how do I get rid of the clouds – shadowy and gray
We're lying on the ground...
Looking at the stars overhead... 

You are my beloved friend – 
Our love won’t break or bend
I’ll love you until the very end…
I’ll love you endlessly…our happiness blends
Like coffee and cream– yum! 
I know…these rhymes are quite dumb…aren’t they? 

Our light will shine and burn out the night 
Maybe there’s a star in the sky that scorches with love 

You are my superb friend – 
Our love won’t wear off or wither away
I’ll love you until the day I die
I’ll love you every day…our delight will be
As sweet as pie – how appealing 
I know…these words are overused…aren’t they? 

Our flight will be as dazzling as the elegant eagle 
Trained to ascend for more than half his life – or we’ll be like the seagull!! 
We could fly there and catch it someday
Fly…fly..fly…with me! Shoot the bull’s eye!
Our love will never die…so don’t say otherwise
Or I’ll sink in dismay


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Impossible

To maintain a life
Above all the strife
Pain and sorrow
Is to choose
A sight so sharp
It sees through the dark
And sees even in the light
Things that defy human sight
Things impossible
Things unprecedented
Things invisible
The ability to look
To see beyond the present circumstances
To hold on to that faint candle light
In the midst of the pitch black darkness of the night
The will to cling to life
When death is but a pinch away
The strength to see the sun shine so bright
Through a sandstorm in the Sahara
Through the snowstorms in the north pole
Through the cloudy rainstorms of the amazon
The ability to see white
When everyone sees black
The will to see beauty
Where everyone sees  the ugly
To see the highest mountain peaks
As mole-hills about to be trampled
To believe in particles
Faster  than  light
To believe men can touch
The surface of the sun
And walk to the ends of milky-way
With the stars as our footstones
The ability to hope for better things
And to dream of better days
In the midst of bitter months
Can’t you see the impossible
It’s laughing you to scorn
Telling you I’M POSSIBLE….


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A Prayer For Healing

Father,
Do not let me be the demon I have created me to be.
I am the product of myself and my negativity.
I trust You.
I love You.
I thank You.
In Your name,
We pray,
Amen.


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Through The Trials And Valleys

Through The Trials And Valleys…

I’ve been through trials and difficult situations.
Many times it happens with no explanations!

Whatever I’ve had or have taken with me.
I’ve been there when everyone has left me!

The uncertainties I’ve had and struggles I face.
Have brought me to my knees in a “quiet” place.

The journeys I’ve traveled and the storms ahead.
Have brought worry and stress in the words I said.

Whatever trials I’ve  faced...  To Jesus I cried!
A comfort and strength .   He did provide!

I know a truth that is important and most certain.	
Jesus can take away any hardship or burden!

If  there were no trials...  How could I trust him?
Because of what he’s done  How I love him!

If I had no hardships or trials, I’d probably “forget him.”
Giving him my whole life?  I don’t think I’d let him!

But he’s proven to me just how much he loves me!
He reached down from heaven and touched me!

He’s my comfort and joy and enduring friend!
He’ll be there with me…  Till the very end!

This Jesus I know.  I recommend him to you!
He is God!  Our provider! This is so true!

Won’t you give him a chance in your life today!
He can bring hope and take 
all of the dark clouds away!

By Jim Pemberton


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I Can't Believe It's Really Over This Time

I really hate this feeling, sometimes I wish I could stop breathing. I don't wanna try, just leave me here to die. You were the thing that made my life living for, but your no longer mine anymore. I feel so much pain, sometimes I believe I'm going insane. I'm missing what we had, although it was bad. I'm always walking down memory lane, why can't you see my pain? I know people change, &&' things get strange. I guess I gotta face it, she's my new replacment. I can't believe it's really over this time, I feel as if i have commited a crime. I live in a world of sorrow, so I don't ever worry about tomorrow. I didn't even have time to cry, because i had already said bye. I feel like I'm digging a deeper whole, so I'm hoping Jesus will take control. I'm sorry for my dumb mistake, but baby now I'm wide awake.


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To Forget, But Not Completely

To forget your past,
And start your life anew,
is a journey worth taking.

To forget, yet always remember;
For you never know when it might become useful.


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Is America Leaving God Far Behind


America is being destroyed from perversion within. As it’s people indulge in wickeness and sin. The moral fabric that our country once held so dear. Is now beginning to dissappear. Many judges seek to remove God from our land. Traditional marriage... many don't understand. From the neighbor’s house to the college dorms, Perversion is legal in so many forms. Our money reads: “in God we trust.” Many are addicted to perversion and lust. Nothing of God seems to be sacred anymore. While his judgement draws close to our nation’s door. This so called “freedom” that many have “enjoyed,” Is causing our great country to be destroyed. America must heed the Savior’s call, Only God can give true freedom to all. HIS word is our country’s true foundation. Without him in our lives... we’re doomed as a nation! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Chastushka | |

Here Without You

Here without you 
Paints me a realization that life isn't easy
It displaces the settling railroad
Taken away by the midnight train's calamity 

Waiting impatiently 
to face some inspiration given by God
Over the driver and I 

By the way you shrivel up in anger, 
I'm not ready to cross through the trampled street
Trampling over the infected cycle...unprepared to face reality's misfortune 
Swimming in its ungrateful punishment

Settling in my sorrow state...shaping my way away from ignorant fate
You lie in scrumptious desires, supposedly independent in your heart-seeking choices
To burn the aches and rashes for all the times you fooled us...took us for granite 
What do you have left to diminish?
To accomplish?

Here without you is like refusing an outspoken crowd, applauding in satisfaction
Ruining the family's reputation...flustering the gas station 
Jaded by your defiant outbursts

Holding up my clutched fists in shame
Holding back tears that reck a moment's peace

This betrayal...not deserving a name

You were passing near us, snickering and cursing our form...our completive family
You wish for scrumptious desires...shaping your heart in frightening lies that strike the innocence of your presence

All the years seem to leave us behind
Settling in the resistible past 
Passing our unachieved, future goals
Poverty splattering us in shapeless love 

Rummaging mad as a furious bear in danger of unyielding snares 

Are we on time to reach the morning train?
And start our life in a new cycle 
This family barely has anything to gain 
You aren't even offering us any advice...same be for you,
Pleasure-seeking mother

Here without you is competitive, but affordable and fair
We aren't crushed against your passionate glares

Here without you is an unhappy environment 
Too caught up in unbearable suffocation and useless bafflement 

Here without you 
Paints me a realization that life isn't easy
It displaces the settling railroad
Taken away by the midnight train's calamity 

Come home... face your fears and embarrassment 
Get away from the monstrous zoo, snatching away impressing love 
Help repair this tear between the whole family with our handyman
Giving it time to grow stable and secure

This family barely has anything to gain 
You aren't even offering us any advice...same be for you,
Pleasure-seeking mother

Good riddance


Details | Free verse | |

Banana

Banana me banana you
that make banana two 
what a pair of bananas we are 
this pair of bananas will go far 


Details | Limerick | |

Power Structure

A tall white wanted some coffee
So he sent his guards off walking 
The guards came back
With some vodka and craps
Now the whites no longer have handle


Details | Rhyme | |

Be Careful Of The Tongue

Be Careful Of the Tongue…

Be careful of your tongue-you could
take "the wrong turn."
Sometimes things are said 
with no love or concern.

The Bible refers to the tongue
as being the rudder... 
Be careful to not speak 
"words out of the gutter."

Be very quick to listen, ever slow to speak. 
In the way you live...
and how you preach.

Remember as you take
your every breath...
The words you speak can bring
life or death.

From a heart of love,
and a Christ-like mind...
May you speak that which
is encouraging and kind.

May others know that you’re
someone who does care...
Spreading tidings of God’s joy
to people everywhere!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Rhyme | |

Rant #01

My life flutters by, like a butterfly.. a lullaby,
Making me cry and sigh, untill I die,
I'm lying here thinking..  it's all been a waste,
Just a hasty taste, of all the pleasures I've chased.

This P.M.A, which I display, every day,
Is the only way, I'll make it through.. yeah, I'm Okay,
Positivity, with a Darkside twist,
Missing the point..  do I even exist?

I kissed the lips of fate, now I cannot escape,
The caped-crusader, keeps me safe, from ass-rape.
I predict, great things!  For me, at any rate,
Inflating my ego, fashionably late.

Now I've arrived, only the Fastest will survive,
Use your double talking jive, none will be left alive!
But If you don't attack..  I won't have to defend,
And send you to Hell, let's pretend this is the end.

Draw up a treaty, sweety.  What we want is Peace,
Not monopoly on World War 3, this madness.. it must cease!
Are YOU insane?  'Causing pain?  Check your brain!
The lame-ass excuses all remaining the same.. again.

My Brain's a machine, running at obscene speeds,
You don't know my thoughts, my words or all my deeds,
My needs are the same as yours.. we both bleed,
So read the writing on the wall, and your mind will be freed.

They say I'm LoCo.. smoke too much, it's a joke.. oh!
My Woman's been messing 'round town.. go get the gun Joe,
Slow down! Where you going?  I'm just blowing off steam!
Blowing up time.  In space, can't hear you scream.

NO!  I'm not mad!  I'm totally sane,
But it feels like sometimes, we're all on a crazy train.
First-class ticket, next stop.. the Asylum,
I need the Ghostbusters!  There's no answer when I dial 'em!

So who am I gonna call?  The Police will arrest ME!
For aggravated assualt.. they're not getting me easy!
Lock me up?  With no fags and no drink?
I'm gonna go ballistic!  You'd better go and fetch the Shrink!

You wanna hold me back?  Get the Feds and the Army,
I'll take some drastic measures if you really wanna harm me!
Calm yourself down.. learn to see with both eyes,
Time flies..  surprising how fast it slips by.


Details | I do not know? | |

A light to your misguided path

(So contradicting)
Yet un purposely...
I'm seeking what's already been found,
for reasons unknown.
I control myself, 
but myself controls me.
Is there reason?
Meaning?

(Constantly seeking)
What am I looking for?
The big picture, the grand scheme.
So if I found the answer today,
would you care anyway?

(Distrust)
Well deserved

(So contradicting)
Unconciously confusing
everything and everyone

A mind in line with divinity
is a mind deemed insane in society.
A society deemed normal
is a society easily corruptible.
And they will always find a way
to get their money.

(Distrust)
Well deserved!
You have been misled,
misinformed,
conformed,
and whored to the businesses.

(Disgust)
Love overcomes corruption
So what are you waiting for?
(Follow me...)


Details | Bio | |

The hard times we carry in our heart

The hard times we carry in our heart
Just thinking of you in a special way 
knowing we may meet 1 day.
When that day comes will it be what 
we were hoping for, I hope so cause then 
we can reach out and open our doors. 
Being lonely carries to much pain, I 
hope meeting you will not be in vein. 
I pray to God at night knowing he hears 
my cries. I am as close as a phone call 
away, so don't be shy and please do'not 
be afraid.The time to meet a new lover is 
only a chance and hope we do not have to 
keep looking for others. 
The hard times we carry in our minds 
must be released and say its now time. 
Time to give not only to someone I want 
to trust, but to ourselves and this a must. 
When you awake each day, just think 
that the one you love will be with you 
and will say such nice things that will 
heal our hearts to never want to be apart.


Details | Rhyme | |

I'm Not Looking For Man's Approval But God's


 

I’m Not Here To Seek The Approval Of Man But Of God! I don’t pay much attention to the latest poll numbers. Nor do I march to the beat of this world’s “drummers.” I don’t look for the “approval” of what the “majority” might say. I’ve made up my mind to seek God’s righteous ways! If many of the people say something is “o.k.” I’m going to take a second look at what God has to say! This world didn’t create me and it surely doesn’t know... What I need is for God’s peace and love to enrich my soul! Though there may be a thousand that say something is “cool.” I’m going to be in trouble if I disobey God’s rules! Here I am today... I know and have truly decided. Everything I need…. My God has already provided! The approval of Jesus Christ is the only one that I need! I will follow HIS direction. Wherever he might lead! The message of the cross... will gladly bear it! God’s message of salvation... I will gladly share it! Jesus is…. And shall always be there for you and me! How I long to be with my lord… For all of eternity! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Free verse | |

How I Long For--

My dreams are falling apart
In Your hands, I pray (for joy), "Take heart!"
You are the stars - searing my 
Soul is kneeling to the ground
Trace my future and take wing
Towards the pathway...You find peace
You are an angel in my--

Heart is bleeding soundlessly
Above land...I mourn so sweet
I am the clouds - carrying a 
Gallon of grief...release me!
Place me in fields of love and
Forgive me and lift me up
You are the heavens to my--

Heart is beating profoundly
Without Your heart's joyous song
You are the sun - nourishing 
My lambs are grazing around,
Roving in fields of splendor,
Enlightening the darkness
You are an apple to my--

Eye is grieving...losing sight
Of Your glory...I feel lost
You are the lake - sparkling with
Delight and Luck! Bring us home!
Grow like a morning glory
In the autumn time, You thrive
You are valuable to my--

Eye is twinkling...praying for 
Insight...yearning for Your sight
You are the hills - guiding my
Mind is longing for your mirth--
Restoring peace to my verse,
Sprouting forth grace and freedom
You are the train tracks, bearing--

My train of thought...making my
Steel spirit connect with Yours
You are the valley - between
The mountains guarding us all,
Building strength to fragile bones,
Welcoming a stream of hope
You are my map - lending me

YOUR helping hand I would take
Now, I could take Your challenge
You are like a maze filled with
Mysteries conceal the truth;
I fight with all of my might
And I BEG for Your mercy
To mend my once blissful dreams!

How I long for Your mercy...


Details | Rhyme | |

One august morning

One August morning, waiting for those birthday presents, Then with no warning, down stairs came my parents, And with them came a special surprise, Our family was ending , due to lies. Divorce was the word of choice, Pain in my fathers voice , Too young to understand, Why this was being planned, Ever since this damn event, My family has grown more distant. Soon after mom was gone, My eldest sis embarked upon, A journey of her own. My other sis went with mom, All alone with dad .com, Stayed with him a couple of years, Soon followed the steps of my family peers, I feel bad for leaving, Left my father , alone and grieving, Why should I be the one to stay, When it comes down to it, were all grey, One day maybe we, Can once again be family.


Details | Rhyme | |

WHO Can You Really Trust

Who Can You Really Trust? During these days of stress and uncertainty. Many people are looking for a security. There’s a lot of families that feel forsaken. Many things they hold as precious, have been taken. Many lives end in suicide after much despair. Often wondering if there’s anyone who cares.. Many trust the government. Wherever it leads. Trusting someone to come and meet their needs. Those whom we count on as being our friend. Will often “let us down,” in the end! Things and people that we have given our trust. Have often left us behind, in the dust. There’s someone you can trust and count on! His name is Jesus! He’s one that you can depend on! He’s more secure than the gold at Fort Knox! He waits at your heart’s door and patiently knocks. Won’t you invite him in? And begin to trust him? Won’t you give him your heart ? And love him? He’s 100% faithful and steadfast and secure. His living water is one hundred percent pure! He is what you need. And so much more! He is what your life was really meant for! Trusting God can be yours and mine! Won’t you trust him? While there’s still time? By Jim Pemberton


Details | Rhyme | |

I Love God Very Much


I’m going to tell God
how much I love him!
I’m happy to be able
to tell him!

I’m going to stop
and pray…
There’s so many things
 I want to say!

I know that God
will help me!
He’s my friend!
And is always with me!

I’m going to read
his word too!
It gives me direction,
as to what I should do!

Please God… 
Reach down and touch me!
And put your loving arms,
all around me!

God gave me salvation! 
I sure needed it!
All that I need… He’s already
completed it!

By Jim Pemberton    


Details | Free verse | |

LIFES TESTS

Fight after fight, challenge after challenge, test after test. 
While were in this life it will never stop, its inevitable, like the sun rising day after day.

I feel weaker with every hit, yet ironically stronger too?

I could be deemed as miserable or always looking at the negative, but without the bad we cannot appreciate the good and pretending everything is okay does not make the bad go away and does not serve any purpose. We must embrace all this life throws at us in ode to grow in body and in mind.

Hit after hit yet I still stand with my head held hi, a presence surrounds me as if it was sent from the sky, my head may be bloody an my body beat an bruised, but something inside me still shines and grows everyday for darkness cannot shine in light but the smallest of lights shines in the darkness. 


Details | Rhyme | |

Silence is Key

Now engulfed by silence, with my thoughts must I contend
trying to avoid the abyss, a state of loneliness to descend
being in touch with my feelings, I have become confined
thinking to escape, despite being directionless and blind

The days bring disappointments, with weeks fleeting hope
feeling you're at that point of no return, you just can't cope
yet, happy memories break that spell, in time wounds heal 
constantly keeping yourself occupied, thinking you can deal

Regain your emotional stability, and recognize this very power
healing starts from within, so don't retreat from your ivory tower
the human mind has an endless light, where happiness is found
leading you toward a deeper understanding, this life is profound

Don't drown in the waters of silence, your mind brings you there
it creates images of fear, trapping you, your subconscious snare
find a friend in whom you can trust, and share your pain and fear
you'll then unburden your heart, knowing that someone does care

At times silence can be beneficial, when kept under your control
but if it causes your mind to become delusional, it will take a toll
silence breeds independence, so you can make it work for you
it resides in a world of its own; you don't have to be a who's who

So take advantage of this internal silence, a catalyst to achieve
exile yourself to its sanctuary, in its power you've got to believe
light is mere reflection, it is silence which you will ultimately see
it alone will enable you to find happiness, your true spiritual key


Details | Rhyme | |

Are Churches Ready For Christ Return


Are Churches Ready For Christ; Return? It appears that many in church aren’t concerned.. About the imminent possibility of Christ; return! It seems like the opposite is happening today… Just listen to what many in church have to say… They often get involved with the people from town. And allow other’s sins to “drag them down…” Rather than seeking a life of God’s holiness. Many get involved with things that bring “emptiness.” Being 100% sold out to Jesus is called “old fashioned.” Many don’t seek Christ with a sincere passion! No wonder many in church are in such “dire straits” Many are leading people right to “hell’s gates…” Rather than a house of prayer, it’s a “house of fools.” Just about anything not of God is what “rules.” Rather than accepting God’s word as 100% true… Many get involved with things they shouldn’t do! Forsaking their love for Christ above all others… Lives of sin and bondage…. They bring to the altar! What an embarrassment to Jesus’ holy name! Many in church should really be ashamed! Jesus called us to come out and be separate… So many lives are confused and very “desperate.” It’s time to come clean and be filled with Godly living! Walking in God’s awesome power and forgiving! Christ must be our first love... And him alone! Allowing his righteousness to fill our churches and homes! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Light Poetry | |

dog bite sonnet

seething mass of volcanic ash
erupting emotions, scream and shout
awesome magma, fires clash
i'm chained forever without

gnashing snarling vicious dogs run loose
but starved and meek, they trot behind
will follow or turn a course I choose?
perhaps some peace of mind i can find

but in the lead, strong and mean
seem to conjure confusion and strife
where am i going, the wind is keen
whip-lashed running, fearing life

i'm at the mercy of my passions sore
a great big hunk of my ass has been tore.


Details | I do not know? | |

Hate

I Hate You! Yo did it again. I don't know why i keep going back to you. You have hurt me so 
much. You say you love me then you stab me in the heart. You say your sorry and then 
cheat on me. I don't know why but you think it's a joke when you say you love someone you 
need to mean it. I hate you so much! yor are a a&& of a person. You need to become a 
better person. You have hurt so many peole. Love is something you don't take lightly. I hate 
you because all of the pain you have put me through, and it will never change


Details | Rhyme | |

I Was Lost With No Way Out


I was lost, with no way out!
Then Jesus showed me what
his love is all about!

The way things we going...
I wasn’t concerned!
I didn’t know which direction
to turn!

Jesus gave me his 
mercy and grace!
And provided a
“resting place!”

He has made
 my life complete!.
His love has filled me from 
my head to feet!

Thank you Jesus!
For turning me around!
A peace and satisfaction in you,
 I have found!

Your love in my life is 
bright and shining!
Jesus in me is a love
 worth finding!

By Jim Pemberton 

 


Details | I do not know? | |

Depth

The days and nights have passed
The only vision that's last
When solstice have passed
Ideas and impressions born in field vast
Even directors were doubted why don't they cast
Have u ever got in your past
And saw your decisions last

We care for u each said
But nor one came to led
Is that's what they cal shed
To leave me cry on bed
Its better to be dead
They used me when they need
N trash me off indeed
Is that's what we cal care

To be with me somatic
N make an act dramatic
I handled all with soothe
But it pained when i was moody
Have ever been i met to
Who like me as i bet to
No not yet, not yet have met

Some things had really happened
That thought me to use weapon
My weapon was my spirit and strength
I haven't used guns or ornate
But killed the ego of many people n made them laid

The people thought I'm goon
But nor was me being quite all noon
My faith on GOD n parent's boon
Had boost me up very soon
All thought that I'm a loon
But its not true my moon
Now be back in the sky
And shines up very High


Details | Rhyme | |

Lord Please Help My Brother


Lord, please help my brother
 who’s very confused.
He feels that through life… 
He’s been hurt and abused!

He needs you much more than he’s 
willing to confess…
He’s living the kind of life that  
brings a lot of stress!

Many wicked and evil thoughts 
have entered his head…
Many lies from the devil is 
what he’s been fed!

I know you can do for him
 what you did for me!
By the power of your blood… 
 He can be FREE!

I pray that your spirit and word 
will convict him!
May he open up his heart and let
 you change him!

In YOU he can find a love this 
world could never give!
You bring true peace and joy 
and the power to forgive!


By Jim Pemberton


Details | Rhyme | |

Jesus I Can't Turn A Blind Eye Anymore


Jesus, I Can’t Turn A Blind Eye Any Longer! I can’t turn a “blind eye” any longer! As many souls have “strayed off” and wandered! I can’t “pretend,” that life’s problems will disappear! The “sin problem,” is quite evident and clear! I can’t “make believe,” this will be a better place… I see heartache and despair on people’s face! I can’t just “sit back” and not do anything anymore! I ask myself, “what’s my purpose in life really for? I’m going to pray that God will make it more revealing… We all need to know our purpose and meaning! I’m going to ask God to help me make a difference today! And proclaim that Jesus is the truth, the life, the only way! I’m going to shout and proclaim Jesus! The true king! He’s the lord, master and maker of everything! I’m going to pray that those who are blind, will now see… This same Jesus who loves us, and gives life abundantly! I’m not going to be ashamed, to praise the lord greatly! It’s about time, that I lift up his name…. Lately! I’m going to ask the Holy Spirit to cleanse my mind… And help me to do my part in reaching mankind I’m going to invite you, to make a commitment to HIM! This same Jesus… Who can change us within! Please Lord Jesus… Have your way in me… All throughout! Loving and trusting you… Is what life is about! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Rhyme | |

With The Best Of Intentions And A Heart Of Grace


With the best of intentions and a heart of grace…
Christ died on a cross!  He took our place!

With the best of heaven close by his side…
Christ opened the door to heaven ever so wide!

With the best love that anyone could bring…
He took away our sin and “erased” everything!

With the best that his father could bring from above.
It was his gifts of mercy, 
grace and love!

With the “best” man could offer, he would still “fall short.”
God brought the gift of salvation,
 down into our “court.”

With hearts filled with wickedness and so much sin…
Through Christ’ shed blood... 
 We can be made “born again!”

With each day we have...  Christ is always here!
His commitment to us is everlasting and secure!

With every moment of the day 
 we have before us…
May we spend time with God…  
He’s always with us!

With what God has given to you….  
Won’t you come to him?
Through his son Jesus, 
your heavenly journey begins!

“I LOVE YOU!” Are the words God has written!
This can be the day your changed and forgiven!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Lyric | |

Fields of Blasphemy

Where shall I flee? I’m swimming in the waters of misery…
And I’m crying a river…I’m saturated in woe 
How do I think cheerfully? I’m lost in the abyss…and the shadows won’t let me be… 
And I’m bewildered… I’m fighting to break free… 

(I can’t break free…
Where do I flee?
Why can’t I break free?)
The spiders are spinning their webs above me…
Bless me and untangle me from this madness…please… give me peace…I’m wasting away – 

They’re preying upon me…they’re whipping me … warping their way inside of me
My saliva drips on the ground…I’m growing numb and I pray
The monsters don’t attack my heart’s desires…if I let them break free,
I’ll never be the same…I’ll never see the light of day

Where do I belong? I’m roaming in the fields of blasphemy 
And I’m crying a river…I feel like an awful disgrace… 
How do I find a pathway? I’m lost in fields of weeds…they’re producing catastrophe 
And I’m bewildered… I’m trying to finish the race… 

(I can’t keep pace…
The sweat is trickling down my face…
Why can’t I keep pace?)
The wasps are chasing after me…where do I flee?
Caress me and save me from the distress…stinging me in pleasure…I’m drifting away – 

They’re hovering all around me… they’re harassing me…could you wipe away my tears?
Find me a place of rest…to make the sufferings end and I pray
The darkness will stop spreading lies in my head…if I throw away my fears, 
I’ll never learn to face my fears…I’ll never know His way…

Where shall I go? I’m roaming in the fields of blasphemy 
And I’m crying a river…I’m saturated in woe 
How do I find the key? I’m lost in fields of weeds…they’re reproducing catastrophe
And I’m bewildered… 

I’m yearning to let go… 
I’m learning to cope with my fears…
I’m deserting my woe…
I’m wiping away the tears... 
(that has been bottled up for many years… )

The spiders have ensnared me in their webs…
I’m in danger…I’m wrapped up in distress…
 and there is no where to hide… 
The wasps are tracking me down...I haven’t paid my debts…
I’m struck in alarm…I’m in a mess…
Please stay by my side – catch me as I collide
( We’re all together on this ride… )

I can’t break free (please relieve me from my despair) 
Why can’t I break free? Where do I flee? (this pain is too much to bear)
I can’t keep pace (give me the energy to shine like the sun)
Why can’t I keep pace? Why can’t I finish this race? (give me some strength to run)


Details | Ballad | |

LIKE AN ANGEL

LIKE AN ANGEL …………………angels…they really do exist…….. 






Looking into your eyes, 
I could see your undying love, 
Your wonderful smile brimming me up in joy, 
I just want to know, what makes you come back, 
To fill my soul with life and joy, 
You make me wonder of my soulless existence. 



Like an angel, you cast your spell upon me, 
Leaving me caught up in my memories. 
Your faith in me makes me to carry on 
To transcend over the horizon, 


You placed your hand upon my empty soul, 
You brought me back to life, 
Making my dreams real, 
Looking towards the sky, I could see your fragnant smile 

Like an angel, you rid me of my perils, 
You caress my soul as if I were your own, 
Dressed in white, you shine your light upon me, 
Helping me to wake from my soulless dream 


Details | I do not know? | |

STAND ON MY OWN

A Relationship
Don’t think I was quite ready
But I loved the thought of “Going Steady”
Walking down the street, holding your hand.
Being able to tell friends, “That’s my man”
But wanting it all so bad is where I went wrong.
I thought our love was strong
Bits and pieces are missing from our puzzle.
Which means we are not quite complete with each other.
I’m not a quitter but you will not push me over
Because the love I have for myself is enough for me alone
Believe me I can stand on my own.


Details | I do not know? | |

Within Me


Within Me

Flowing through the rivulets of my everyday thoughts,
memories of you surface, gasping for air, breathing in,
permeating, absorbed by the pores of my ageing skin.

Famished, greedily gulping mouthfuls of fractured life,
awash in distant yesteryear, when your feathery kisses,
banished the vacuum, dispelling my anguish and strife.

You are eternally carved, and embroidered into my soul,
I wash ashore, smashing against the boulders of the now,
seeking solace, begging for absolution with my empty bowl.

The book of fate is sealed shut, the tea-leaves have been read,
nothing remains within me, the burden of smiling has been shed.

Now I am stranded, between dreams and the empty years ahead,
searching for forgiveness, in the miles I have yet to wearily tread.



Details | Free verse | |

Have You Met Your End

I'm scared...
I'm not prepared...
to meet my end... 
to drift into the river's bend...

I'm not prepared... 
people start to stare...
people don’t seem to care
If I live or die
If I stay on ground or fly 
I see my end...unwind...unwind...and it makes me blind...
The tears that are clogging up my eyes
They’re feeding me lies…and the thoughts whisper cries
I'm treasure...never to be found
Decaying in the ground
Forever...
I'm sorry...I'd never
Mention suicide again to you...
Don't be blue...though you get the clue

I'm not prepared... 
people start to stare...
people don’t seem to care
If I live or die
If I stay on ground or fly 
I see my past…unwind…unwind…now, I’m blind 
But I see it in my mind’s eye

I'm not prepared... 
people start to stare...
people don’t seem to care
If I live or die…
Live or die…
Live or die…
But I’ll try…
To live and make you feel happy
‘Cause I, alone, am feeling needy…
Greedy…shady…

I'm not prepared... 
people start to stare...
people don’t seem to care
If I live or die…

I’m ready to meet my end…
The waters brew…and my fate blends
In with the gloomy, despairing river's blissful waves
The sky swarms above me…I want to see you
Again…but you’ve met your end

I'm not prepared... 
people start to stare...
people don’t seem to care
If I live or die…

I STAYED strong…Where do you belong?
Your life ended like a shimmering star
You ended your tune of delight…I can’t hear your song
Repeat it again and again in my ears…
You left me with an everlasting scar

I'm not prepared... 
people start to stare...
people don’t seem to care
If I live or die…
I want to die…just let me fly
And reach to heaven’s height
But, I’d feel guilt and contrite 

I'm not scared (of your absence)... 
people start to stare...(and I feel dense)
people don’t seem to care (I can’t bear)
If I live or die…(the thought of you, I won’t deny…I’m just trying to play fair)

In my heart…
You broke it apart…
It breaks my heart
To see you die and depart

From His light

Have you met your end
Around or near the river's bend? 

Your heart breaks instead of bends
You still have some errands

To run...
You have the ability to run...
Just run...
And don't run off somewhere far away...or I'll consider you officially "gone" 
But, first: get your duties done

And then...we can welcome the sun 
Don't shoot yourself with a gun...
Put it down and run

WITH ME! *smile* 


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Untitled

Defending 

the condescending 

Can you hear me screaming?

I’m dreaming

 Of reality

Of hospitality 

Of something so out of reach

Can you hear me preach?


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The Story Of Samson

Making A Commitment To God

Samson...  A judge of Israel 
was known to be strong.
Because of his vow to God.  
His hair was to grow long.

With the jawbone of an ass... 
Thousands of Philistines were killed.
To get the secret of his strength, 
is what they had willed.

They sent Delilah to tempt him 
with her charm and beauty.
Samson revealed his secret to her.  
Growing exhausted & weary.

Breaking the promise of God... 
He lost his strength and eyesight.
Till the day he rested his hand on
 the Philistine' temple so tight.

He asked God to give him
 strength once again.
Then pushed the pillars.  
Killing thousands with him.

For all of his accomplishments 
he had made.
He broke his promise to God. 
 When his secret he gave…

Make sure your commitment 
to God is true and real.
So you don't end up, 
like Samson of Israel!

By Jim Pemberton  


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I Forgot My Password Again

I Forgot My Password Again

Tried yesterday, today, and probably tomorrow as well. One more will be number twelve.
Can’t use my birthday, name, social security, or home address. Think I’ll rest, or do what 
is best.

Tried dreaming a password. No luck! Saw three ducks, counted six legs and went back 
to bed.  

Prayed and prayed. Stayed and stayed. No answer. Perhaps, they forgot their 
password also.  Say what? I need a password to pray? My God, what a day!

Saw two senior citizens walking down the street.  Nosy me, asked a question. What’s a 
good password? One said “are you a nerd”?

I replied with a no. The other said, how old are you? I told them my age, and they said 
divide it by two. I heard the other say poor guy, he doesn’t get the clue.

One of them asks me, what is your name? Good! Divide it the same. Wow! A new 
password. Stupid me! If I could only remember my name.  Oh well! Guess I’ll log in 
as “No one to blame”.

Dr. “G”


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When I Think Of You

                  When I Think Of You I smile cause I think of all the good times we had,
        I stop myself when I'm about to cry and start feeling sad, I just wish you could come back I miss you so bad. No matter what I do theres always something that reminds me of you there was so much things we've been threw.  There thick and thin you were always by my side as my best friend. When I think of you I get chills inside I love you when you left apart of me died. Noone could ever replace you if they tried.


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I Was Thinking Just The Other Day


I was thinking about something just the other day. I was at a loss for the "right words to say." I was thinking about a time "way back when." That day I became born again. A zeal for Jesus that I once had. Excitement in my life, a heart so glad. A passion for Christ overwhelmed my soul. I loved Jesus-for he had made me whole. I've forgotten things that I once knew. Reading God's word- I no longer do. What has happened to me? I'm so ashamed! I'm an embarrassment to Jesus' holy name. So, dear Jesus, my knees I humbly bow. Please change my life... I need you now! By your word, transform me deep within. I confess to you my backsliding sin. I re-commit my life NOW-Yes I do! And by your love, I'm made BRAND NEW! By Jim Pemberton


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Pain As A Catalyst For Faith

I never sought your money, never sought your gold
all I ever asked, was for the truth to be told
while time has passed, my hope has faded
G-d only knows, how long I had waited

Memories I have as a little boy, once happy just to play with my toy
but as I grew up my mind did ponder, if truth really existed over yonder
reaching adulthood I saw for myself, the lies which my soul had been fed
only by the grace of G-d was I prevented, my steps to purgatory from being led

Now I am older, being blessed with a family of my own 
left with so many questions, and still very very much alone
perhaps if only I could make sense, to understand who you really are
a chance to at least to be able, with hope to remove this scar 

And you my forebearer, although you brought me into being
you gave me my strength, but my faith gave me my seeing 
but now your are old, and you can no longer pretend
despite our relationship, gone is the ability for me to mend

Those missed opportunities, now my mother is no longer 
only after her death, did I realize she made me stronger
my internal tears how inconsolable, when this truth set in
oh how much I failed to honor her while alive, this my sin

"Honor thy father and thy mother", have we been commanded
for no other reason or purpose, other than He has demanded
no matter how much grief or anger, you feel from you they deserve
avoid bringing punishment upon your soul, your anger do not preserve

Lessons of a lifetime, skeletons in the closet we all do hide
varying durations of time we have been pained, in whom to confide
there can be no escape, for our actions will we be judged
how difficult to overcome our ego, to this we can't be budged

While we cannot go back, stopping those hands from turning time
but we can seek to redirect ourselves, focusing toward the sublime
charity starts at home, therefore it's for our own ultimate good
eternal bliss really does await us, if we but only understood


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Enduring Life's Trials

Enduring Life’s Trials The hardships in life you must endure. If your faith in Christ is to be sure. It’s easy “to give up.” Anyone can do it! The challenge is to “trust Jesus to see you through it!” Living for Jesus “is more than just talk.” Adversity will challenge your faith and walk. Trusting Jesus will end all complainin’ and cursin’. And will make you more of a Christ-like person! You’ll have strength, courage and a desire to win. Knowing that Jesus will meet your need again and again! Your faith and love for God will grow to be strong, knowing that “in the arms of Jesus you surely belong!” By Jim Pemberton


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Why

Here we go again, you yelling and my head doin spins.
Now both so loud…both tryin to win.
A battle not ment to be, between two who have something so unique;
Now hot biting lips and at times can’t speak.
B_tch is a word I try not to say, I know it burns but what else can I say
You choppin at me like a tree, molding me like clay.
Into who you see in front of you,
Doing stupid things I wouldn’t think to do.
But you know what “f__k this” “I can’t take it no more”
How strong can a man be, when he like nailed to the floor.
And you can take it how you wanna
Cuz that’s where we at right now,
Cuz don’t forget what you throwing
Also hitting like kapow!!!
When all I wanted to do…was just lay down.
So could you please just stop and think of this
You and I in this frantic twist.
All I want is my baby’s kiss.
Brainstorm…and imagine me,
Think of my eyes and what they see.
Something not working that used to be.


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I Wish God's Best For YOU


I Wish God’s Best For YOU!! I wanted to take some time to say. May God’s spirit touch your life today! I wanted to take some time to tell you… How much God really cares for you! I want to make it known and express.. In Jesus… You’ll find a haven of rest! I hope that you’ll take some time for HIM… And experience the joy of being born again! I wish for God’s mercy to enrich your soul… And for his direction wherever you go! I wish for God’s best in whatever you endeavor! And for HIS blessings to be with you forever! I wish for you and y our family’s divine protection… And experience the power of Christ’ resurrection! May God fulfill your ambitions and dreams… And fill your life with many good things! May the words of God always surround you! May your life touch those around you! By Jim Pemberton


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BENEATH MY SHADOW

                             
                               BENEATH MY SHADOW-

As I walk my shadow starts to fade,
Oblivious to the fact I believe –my mind is playing some misty games;
With the moon lit path ‘my shadow’ starts to shine as if getting ‘enlightened’,
The soft breeze tingling my conscious : from beneath ‘my shadow’ emerges my 
sub conscious,
Untouched desires, incomplete dreams, silent aspirations, broken reflections,
The sub conscious stands ‘there’ authoritatively as if seeking answers,
As I walk my shadow starts to fade.


My body feels empty –‘what if my whole life was a lie?’
The conscious slyly moving away…behold! The master (sub conscious) is here;
I sit down and stare at my shadow;did’nt I ever realize as to why it was there with 
me always?
A tear rolls down and my sub conscious catches it turning it into a sparkle,
The sparkle drenches my soul with the ‘real me’,
I bow to thee master and say “please always stay with me”;
As I walk my shadow starts to fade.


I question my sub conscious “where were you”?
It replies “where you were”,
But I insist ‘no! no no! you were never there;
It says “ but if only you had been there”;
“I was always with you , just like your shadow was with you but you never paid 
any heed to it”, 
“I may not always speak but my silence is something you need to hear, can you 
hear silence?”
As I walk my shadow starts to fade.


Suddenly the light gets dim and the atmosphere gets diffused into darkness,
Was I in a state of trance?
I retrace my footsteps staring at “my shadow”,
A gentle smile adorns my face…….

As I walk my shadow starts to fade.






 



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The Road Of LIfe You've Taken


During the road of life 
 you’ve taken…
Do you feel alone and forsaken?

Are the choices you made
“way back when...”
Causing you trouble once again?

Are the “bumps” on the road,
Creating a mess?,
Are you’re under a lot of 
worry and stress?

Through Jesus Christ…
you can overcome!
By his shed blood—
the victory has been won!

Hardship and difficulty will
 no longer prevail.
When on God’s wings of love…
you begin to sail!

With God’s grace working 
in your life…
This will give you victory over
uncertainty and strife!

You’ll have a peace and
 a blessed assurance…
Taking your journey with Jesus
 is the BEST INSURANCE!

By Jim Pemberton


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Ill Be Back In The Morning

Do you wake up in the early hours
to find a space inside our bed?
Wonder where I am and why I‘ve gone
and if it’s something that you’ve said?
Do you stretch your arm across my side
to hold me close and squeeze me tight?
Have I gone and left you all alone
in the middle of the night?

We may argue and we say things
that we do not really mean
I walk away and go outside
and you wonder where I’ve been
There is nothing you can say or do
that will keep me far away
There is no one better out there
so I'll guess I’m here to stay

We kiss and touch but it’s just too much
so then we end up making love
You nibble and you whisper in my ear
that I’m a gift sent from above
We scream and shout and you throw me out
You even argue with yourself
But I would rather do it all with you
Then choose anybody else

So I’ll be back in the morning
To see what else you have to say
I’ll be back in the morning
and live to fight another day
I’ll be back in the morning
As there’s no place I’d rather be
I’ll be back in the morning
So your first kiss will come from me.


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GOD'S GIFT OF RESURRECTION POWER

Easter was the earthquake that shook mankind's foundation
when Jesus the Christ was resurrected to give us eternal salvation
yet many people feel that the resurrection was just mythology 
that Jesus of Nazareth did not arise from the dead in actuality
and many people miss the point of what Easter truly represents
as it's not about man but God and the gift to us He sent
for God loved us so much He sent His only begotten Son
whose death was the catalyst for the victory that man had won

In the war against evil we now have God's resurrection power
to lift us up and revive us at any given hour
from Moses to Jesus to the Rev. Dr. King and on to Malcolm X
men of faith whose untimely deaths we did not expect
they thought boldly, cared deeply, 
lived and loved with a passion for what's right
they stood up against the powers that be 
and for righteousness and justice they did fight

yet the masses continue to follow those who don't care about the whole
those individuals drunk on power who only want to stay in control
but those in Christ know for a fact that true power comes from God
as He is the only entity capable of giving life to the heart
the resurrection power that was bestowed upon His Holy Son
the ultimate life support that revived Him after all was said and done

Jesus the Christ had arisen and with Him we did too
for His resurrection was the divine gift that has made us all brand new
so when you have lost all hope and can see no way out
call on the resurrection power of God to remove the spirit of defeat and doubt
the resurrection power the gift that comes from the Lord Christ
will lift you up and revive you to a whole new way of life


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Lost and Found -unedited version-

Writing a masterpiece
Takes so much effort and thought
My mind’s settling in my comfort zone – feed me with flawless peace
Words seem to escape me…my feelings mean naught
 
Anger molds me in inside and out…I feel insecure again
Peace barely meets my body
Joy seems to abandon me like an orphan
Faith passed away – it’s buried too far below the debris
 
Have I lost the race?
 
Writing a successful book…writing in general
Takes so much confidence and self-control
My mind is stacked up with debt…
Words splinter my tongue – I can’t repair my tarnished soul
 
Danger is placed in many corners
Happiness is a few blocks away from me
Fearlessness dives into me
Acceptance of who I am – God’s chosen one
 
Have I won the race?
Have I found His grace?


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This Dirty Old Man

The Dirty Old Man... 

I once knew of a dirty old man.
His way of living—I didn't understand. 
To the altar, many times he cried.
You wouldn't believe the things he tried. 

His involvement with sex became an addiction.
He began to raise quite a suspicion. 

His wife he once loved
was now despised.
I can still see the tears in her eyes. 

“What's happened to my husband?”she asked.
After she caught him in
shameful acts. 

He became so confused, 
not knowing where to turn.
As the sin in his heart daily burned. 

At church... he was one you 
could no longer find.
As God gave him over to a reprobate mind. 

The details in his life
began to unfold.
Even beyond the age I would call “old.” 

I often wonder what was uttered 
in his last breath.
As his lustful life brought
an early death. 

May you seek to live a Godly life.
Together—in God love—as husband and wife! 

Run from temptation's evil grasp.
Enjoy a Godly love with will forever last. 

His love will do what no other love can.
It will help you to be a Godly man! 

By Jim Pemberton
2006


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Dedication

For anyone who has ever felt different
And all the while yearned to be the same 
For anyone who has encountered gross indifference
And wondered if somehow they were to blame

For anyone who’s been unsure of what to do 
And pushed on seemingly without success
If any of these things ring true for you
Congratulations you’re truly one of us…

…a human being




This poem appears as the dedication in an top-notch anthology of light verse entitled “All Said & Done”. The book is being sold to raise money for a UK Autism charity and it contains works from some distinguished poets e.g  Charles Ghigna, Julie Kane, Wendy Cope, John Whitworth, as well as many other autistic and non-autistic poets.
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Each Day I Live Each Breath I Breathe

Jesus, may I not allow something that would bring YOU shame. And not do something that would dishonor your name. May I have a daily desire to give to you praise… And a desire to do your will all of my days… King David enjoyed fellowship with you. May I have a heart like David in whatever I do. Time alone with you is what I desperately need. May I seek your direction, wherever you may lead! I need to fall in love with you over and over again… May I give you all of my trust. You’re my BEST friend! Your awesome and mighty works need to be told. May I spread your message of salvation, to the young and old! With each passing day and every hour that goes by. You give living water that never shall run dry! Each day that I live... Each breath that I breathe… Your gift of eternal life… I now receive! By Jim Pemberton 09/25/11


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Societys Control

I LIE AWAKE AT NIGHT PONDERING THE SIMPLICITY OF MY ERRORS AND THE COMPLEXITY OF 
SOCIETYS REACTION. JUDGED AND SENTENCED WITHOUT A TRIAL, ONLY A STATISTIC, LABELED, 
CONFUSED AND DISTRACTED. SURVIVING ONLY TO DISCOVER DEATH, THE COMPLICATED 
MYSTERY OF LIFE, HADES MY ONLY FRIEND. MAY MY CARNAGE DISCOVER AN EMPTY OUTLET, 
ALONG WITH THIS PALE HORSE AND THE HELL THAT FOLLOWED WITH HIM. THE TWISTED 
STRUCTURE OF THE INSTITUTION, BRAINWASHED INTO BELIEVING THE POSITIVE EFFECTS OF 
REHABILITATION. BLOOD, SWEAT AND TEARS FORGED INTO MOMORIES, SCARS HELD WITH PRIDE, 
A DRIFTER WALKING ALONG THIS TRIBULATION. TO CARRY THE CROSS FOR OTHERS, FORGIVE 
THEM FOR THEIR IMMORAL SINS, EXCHANGING PEACE FOR PAIN, MY RESTITUTION PAID IN FULL. 
REMOVING THE THORNS OF HATRED, FIGHTING FOR AN AQUITAL, A CHANCE TO BE RELEASED 
FROM THESE SHACKLES FOREVER IN CONTROL. PRAYING FOR MY PRAYER TO BE HEARD, MY 
LIFE A POSITIVE TESTIMONY AS DEMENTED AND SADISTIC AS IT MAY BE. IRONICALLY SAVE A 
LIFE THROUGH MY DEATH, THEN LABELED AND ANGEL INSTEAD OF THIS FAILURE, THIS 
OUTCAST, THIS DISGRACE TO A BLIND SOCIETY. 


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Colliding

If you were wondering about me,  
My scars haven’t healed yet 
Your corrupted fingers penetrating me, 
Guiding me into a strange situation   

This place is fairly misleading! 
I’m turning crazed and disoriented 

Colliding…Colliding…Oh, colliding

If you were wondering about me, 
My scars haven’t healed yet 

This place is fairly misleading… I’m bewildered 
I have this bizarre feeling inside of me 
I feel as if I’m in space 

Colliding…				colliding…					colliding
					In this bizarre black hole


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Does Anyone Pray Anymore

Does Anyone Pray Anymore??? Many times I wonder if anyone cares… When it comes to the matter of prayer. As we daily face an evil and wicked tide. It seems like many people “run and hide.” A “moment of silence,” is “today’s theme.” But, does this silence really mean anything? When it comes to prayer… Are many ashamed? To bow their head and call on God’s name? More and more this is, what I’m seeing. Blessings from God… Fewer are receiving! Talking with God… You needn’t be afraid! There’s been a lot people who’ve prayed! During these uncertain time we all face. We need to seek God’s love, mercy and grace! Having time with God, is a good place to start. Simply tell him… Whatever’s on your heart! Praying to God will bless you! In all you endeavor! God is the same God… Today and forever! His faithfulness and love, will never disappoint you! Won’t you allow him to wrap his arms around you? By Jim Pemberton


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Happy Holidays Or Merry Christmas

What if Christmas wasn't here? What if Christmas disappeared? Whenever December came... It just wouldn’t be the same! What if the baby Jesus was never born in a manger? The true meaning of Christmas would be in danger! If this happened... There would be no nativity. We wouldn’t have Christ' peace and tranquility! It’s almost like this now! It’s an “ever increasing business.” It seems like nearly everyone wants “Christ out of Christmas!” Why does it seem like Christmas is losing it’s true meaning? The very words; “Merry Christmas,” seem to be quickly disappearing! Many say; “Happy Holiday.” For fear they may “offend.” Having a “holiday” without Christ…. Once again! We need to put Jesus Christ back into our CHRISTmas season! He is what Christmas is about! HE is the very reason! May we all take some time to rejoice in our savior’s birth. May there be shouts of JOY! From the corners of the earth! Let’s not take Christ out of our joyous celebration! We need him so much right now! All over this great nation! May we bring to him a heart of love for everything he’s done. As we bring honor to Christ. God’s precious son! May we continually offer to him a heart filled with praise! Not only at Christmas time… But all of our days! By Jim Pemberton


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Balance Within

Introduction: Even if you're tied to barely holding on, your control over will power shall pull you up towards the truth and success. But only if you believe up to all, that it's stronger than what you could be - that's when you balance the fall...




You may get old
Your memories may drown,
But your soul won't get cold
And beliefs won't breakdown.

Just don't you let go
As you never know,
Things you seek for all your years
They could be in your back yard.

Find the truth within the lies,
Fight your pride to end this cry,
Trust your soul; open the door
Balance yourself and roll the stones.

The one's you heart will always stay
So don't throw life out your doorway,
Life's too short and it's too real
Sometimes it's hard to see and feel

That's how you live a life,
The risk that breaks you down to bits
Saves and brings you back alive,
That's what we call the gift of life.

No matter how rough things might get
We get rewards for the risks we take,
No matter how hard or sad
Learn and value what you have.

Though, too much pride will leave you dried
Don't let 'hopeless', be your life's stride,
None of this will you take to grave,
Your deeds will lay, only your pave.

As you breathe in and do breathe out,
Make each one profound
And stand your ground,
As lies are just the fantasy,
The truth - is your ecstasy
And this will forever be plain to see... 


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Thoughts

The simplest things hurt me, because the big things already have....


Being emotionally strong doesn't mean I never get hurt...........

it means I try to only allow the ones in who I trust will not hurt me............

This.......... in itself........................ is why I so often choose to be alone.





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Lord Jesus I Give YOU May Love And Respect

	

Lord Jesus, I  give you my
 love and respect,
This promise to you—
I’ll never forget.

I’m glad to call you my friend!
I love you again
 and again!

I may get angry
 a time or two,
But I’ll still love and
 appreciate you!

And as I get older and
 the years go by,
You’ll be there for me!
Till the day I die!

You are my daily
 inspiration,
For you…  I have a deep
Appreciation!

An appreciation for you
 will continually grow.
As your love brings
 goodness to my soul!

By Jim Pemberton






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Miserable

Being Miserable is like being left in a Dark closet for Hours,
   Just so Dark, Cold, Lonely, & Depressing.

You Cant get out no matter how much you Try... you just cant get out of the Dark.

You Cry, Scream, No one hears your Pleas, No one Comes to help... No one can 
Uderstand. 

 No one will help.

by: Angel4eva

(plzz comment if u like my poem... thank u for reading)plzz rate


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Is Your Foundation of LIfe Being Destroyed

Is Your Foundation of Life Being Destroyed? Very seldom do I hear any complaints. Regarding the lacking of moral restraints. It seems like many are under some kind of a "spell." What's right or wrong? Many can't even tell! Where are the moral leaders this nation needs? As the heart of this nation continually bleeds. Many churches provide very little discretion. Pretending to be Godly… Yet little Biblical direction! No wonder many people don't know what to believe. A lifestyle of lying, drugs and sex is what they achieve. In their lives, they have no "moral boundary." Many carrying a load of "dirty laundry." To those of you who want satisfaction and victory too... There is a "moral compass" that's freely offered to you! " God's word is a solid foundation! Which speaks of HIS love and his gift of salvation! If your life is filled with hurt, and has no true meaning. It's in the direction of Jesus you need to be leaning! You don't have to live in despair and defeat! Jesus' grace and love can make you complete! By Jim Pemberton


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WHY Am I Here

Why Am I Here? I’m not here to represent a building or a denomination. I’m here to give the Lord my love and admiration. I’m not here to get “tied down with wordly things.” I’m here to represent Jesus! The King of Kings! I’m not here to be filled with gossip or slander. But to serve a God, who’s power is grander! I’m not here to live in worry and defeat… But to allow God to make my life complete! I’m not here to live with stress and tension. But to receive God’s peace and satisfaction. I’m not here to worry about what tomorrow may bring. But to serve a God… Who can do ANYTHING! I’m not here to live a life filled with sin… But to enjoy God’s love and peace within! I’m here for just a brief moment of time. I want to serve God with my body, soul and mind. I’m here right now… And have one more thing to say… Why not make Christ your Lord? Why not today??? By Jim Pemberton 09/24/11


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"Conscience"

You can't see me
but you can hear me out,
I'm always around you
always helping you out,
I tell you the rights 
and the wrongs,
what life
we're among,
you can follow
and I'll lead,
I'll show you 
where to be,
keep your head up straight
and your eyes open wide,
my best advice is 
to do what you try,
never lose hope
cause you need to succeed,
man, I'm your conscience
you gotta believe in me,
I know this life
to your left, t