Best Devotionpain Poems
his pain can be seen by looking into his eyes. he tries to laugh,but inside he cries. i
know this because i've been him,a slave to a bottle. i want to walk away from him.
his pain brings back memories of a life i left behind. but God has another plan for
me.i truly believe that my higher power,who has been so good to me,wants me to
embrace this man. so i pray,everyday for this lost soul that used to be me.
She enters the room, purely floating on air
I gasp at her beauty, the long flowing hair
An aura surrounds her, of heavenly hue
I instantly worship my lady in blue
Passing by slowly, her eyes lock with mine
Submitting completely, I’m frozen in time
I fall at her feet, kiss the hem of her gown
In awe of her presence, I stay kneeling down
Did she read in my eyes, how I’m longing to serve
I’d wrap round her legs, but I haven’t the nerve
She glides smoothly past, unaware of my goals
Domination complete, she now owns my soul
Who are you my Queen, and where do you go?
I see her now joined by a handsome young beau
Oh, the pain in my heart, how I prayed she was free
The extent of my love, now she’ll never see
I’d envisioned my love on a throne of pure gold
Kneeling down at her feet I’d await to be told
Told where to kiss her, her body to please
Told when to stand, when to stay on my knees
The wonder of love is never the same
Sometimes it’s joy and, sometimes it’s pain
Dominating our love would bring her the pleasure
And all of the pain is what I would treasure
Just when I believed it was all just a dream
She’s walking toward me atop a moonbeam
“Don’t speak to me now” she says on the way
“If you do I’ll believe everything that you say”
Her soul entered mine, left the chains of this world
The strength of a Queen, the heart of a girl
Domination and power are all very real
But, the one with true power is the one who can kneel
Dead curtains hold still,
Even when the wind blows..
The pain is white noise in the back ground, yet you kill.
Even when the time slows..
Hold your breath and try to stop breathing,
Stay busy while trying to act okay,
You will never get rid of the wound that's bleeding..
Because you try to choke back tears through out the day.
Play strong , the past is hard to die when the pain is still alive,
Even though on the inside you beg and plea,
Your feebly thrashing, its hard to live when your helping enemies thrive.
Your hearts being crushed fifty feet below the sea.
Free fall, walk backwards if it helps you move ahead,
Pursue happiness even if you have to run through fire,
Blurt sentences, even the ones you left unsaid.
But you do nothing, and your laughs so dire.
Ladle drops of pleasure by falsifying emotions,
Drop dead where you stand if you stray from the path,
Sink emotionally through the Earths core under the oceans.
And accept the fiery red wrath..
Dead curtains hold still,
Even when the wind blows..
The pain is white noise in the back ground, yet you kill.
Even when the time slows..
Hold your breath and try to stop breathing,
Stay busy while trying to act okay,
You will never get rid of the wound that's bleeding..
Because you try to choke back tears through out the day.
Play strong , the past is hard to die when the pain is still alive,
Even though on the inside you beg and plea,
Your feebly thrashing, its hard to live when your helping enemies thrive.
Your hearts being crushed fifty feet below the sea.
Free fall, walk backwards if it helps you move ahead,
Pursue happiness even if you have to run through fire,
Blurt sentences, even the ones you left unsaid.
But you do nothing, and your laughs so dire.
Ladle drops of pleasure by falsifying emotions,
Drop dead where you stand if you stray from the path,
Sink emotionally through the Earths core under the oceans.
And accept the fiery red wrath..