As one travels through life believing
having faith in God for all He's worth
troubles come and go with ups and downs
but God remains faithful and keeps you first
Since the day I first believed in Jesus
God has always assured me He will abide
next to me wherever I am Jesus is there
no matter my feelings in Christ I can confide
Despite my battles with my stammer
God's assured me of His love so deep
for He accepts me just as I am
whatever mountains come, Christ will keep
In life and death, the Lord abides
His light shines through the gloom bright
Jesus holds His cross before my eyes
such joy and glory, a beautiful sight
This hymn written by H.F. Lyte is so inspiring
it held me up when I thought I was beat
with the Lord, I always have the majority
O Lord abide in me to keep me on my feet
(This piece is based on the hymn 'Abide With Me' by Henry F. Lyte (1793-1847), a Scottish Anglican hymnist and poet.
Especially the final verse of the hymn.
"Hold Thou Thy cross before my closing eyes;
Shine through the gloom and point me to the skies;
Heav’n’s morning breaks and earth’s vain shadows flee;
In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me.").
No leg unpulled
Pulled up by the people i love
down by the crowd
feeling mys el f come apart
Madness losing to sanity
Don't go pours from my dark
As the last of me departs
H.F.
My German girl leaves me yesterday.
My heart cries more and more with rhetorical promises.
It makes me a tiger with sparrow’s bound; I knee in front of her;
My tears split with poetical senses
Such as the last drops hammering over the floor
And all underneath me disappears under my weight.
The Fire In Your Soul
The smile in your face
Moves the world with effortless grace
The twinkle in your eyes
Electrifies hearts to new highs
The warmth of your touch
Wipes away fears so much
The good intentions you display
Uplifts those gone astray
So as you walk through the darkest night
Let your spirit be a beacon of light
Ignite the world ablaze
With unconditional happy days
You're a shinning star that makes 'YOU' whole
Simply because of the fire in your soul
H.F.
Dear Mother
No words cannot express what you mean to me
No diamonds or pearls can repay all that you have done for me
I am forever grateful for the life you have given me
There is nothing that brings happiness than the sight of your smile
There is nothing more heartbreaking than the sight of you in pain
The nine months you carried me, I appreciate
The difficult circumstances you raised me in, I thank you
Your courage as a woman is one a million
Your work ethic moves anybody in your presence
Your kind heart is the epitome of beauty
You give and never ask anybody for anything in return
Your forgiving even with a wounded heart
Your good intentions to many are priceless
They say materialism doesn't make the man
Well my soul was moulded by the hands of a Queen
My wisdom emulates your know how
My golden heart is a reflection of your spirit
The essence of a real woman is an image of you
Time and time again you never cease to amaze me
No gifts from me to you compares to tomorrow
Finally a man ready to lead my peers
But my first priority is to care of you
Your a friend, a role model and most importantly a beautiful mother
Dedicated to My Mum
By H.F.
What Will Make Her Secure?
The tears that have become her nightly doze of Sleep
Her antidote is a husband who CARES
The heavy burdens she carries alone make her Weep
Her supporting hand is a husband who is FAIR
The painful worries of infidelity begets the future to appear bleak
Her balm is a husband who exudes TRUST
The unconditional love unappreciated with a blow on the cheek
Her true worth is a husband whose character does NOT DISGUST
The absence of affection's blazing flames
Her yearning is a husband who sweeps her of her FEET
The verbal abuse that makes her spirit to feel lame
Her healing is a husband whose words are SWEET
The wishing of a family unit as a lone mother
Her bliss is a husband who never quit HOME
The constant hurt of second place to another
Her mind's comfort is a husband who does NOT ROAM
The burning desire to be admired like a Queen
Her thirst's quench is a husband who steps up as KING
The broken promises, that she has always seen
Her security now is a husband who upholds the vows of his wedding RING
By H.F.
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Written: 23/11/2011
What A Woman
Woman, there is more to her than her lovely lady curves
Woman, confidence and wisdom is all visible in her swerve
Woman, her actions never contracting the sense of maturity
Woman, her past has made her grow rather than creating insecurities
Woman, assumptions rarely clouds her vision
Woman, hearsay or opinions is never her final decision
Woman, she’s the of essence of the word “independence”,
Woman, mutual love and respect is her dependence
Woman, massaging her ego on anyone's expense is not her way
Woman, doubt and insecurities arise but extreme games she dont play
Woman, courtesy is never lost for her pride
Woman, she rarely has anything to hide
Woman, she lends a hand to forgiveness
Woman, benefit of doubt is her quickness
Woman, as for girls they are opposite to her swagger
Woman, because her kind never staggers
Woman, anyone can wear her fashion
Woman, what makes a woman is humility and passion
Woman, she doesn't come across as crass
Woman, her mere presence says what a lady of class
Woman, she leads the rest to the dream of a man
Woman, she is simply called “what a woman”
By H.F.
Written: August 2009
Revelation
As I began to write, my mind paces back and forth;
With comprehension comes thoughts of discernment, henceforth;
Vivid pictures of togetherness, flashes before my eyes;
An epiphany reminds one "blindness was unwise";
Through ignorance we misconstrue intentions of sincerity;
As I reminisce, your touch was truly a rarity:
From here on, sweet love and care is the way onwards
No more fights, romance shall be straightforward;
Visions of you and I, so crystal clear;
Your unconditional love visible through a tear;
Through endless worries i can feel your pain;
Try to understand, we ain't all the same;
The only girl in the world, my expression to you;
Dreams of eternity nothing more than true;
To your hearts content, I will please you like no other, my way;
Talking, holding or loving you each and every day;
Actions speak louder than words so here I am on bended knees;
I pop the question with a nerve raking please;
These aren't just words nor is it flirtation;
Baby girl, forever more as my wife is the revelation;
By HF
Written: August 2011
Beyond The Present
In life you’ll come across a lot of struggles
Like any test, will you be troubled
Giving in means you are conceding
Strength, like anything, it needs believing
We don’t leave or forget the past
It shapes us but will perseverance last?
Great things await but vision can be blurry
Seeing the future is difficult and scary
No matter the case, never lose hope
Always resist going down the slope
The future will be joyful and pleasant
But it needs looking beyond the present
By. HF
The chosen one with a classified MISSION;
"At all cost" is the secretive AMBITION:
He prowls the streets with a sharp DAGGER;
An assassin with a smooth SWAGGER;
The Lion's claws concealed in gestures of KINDNESS;
He captures the victim with emotive methods of BLINDNESS;
Specialised in the art of maskin a FACE;
An agenda articulated with pure GRACE;
Known for uttering soothing WORDS;
Like the harmonic sounds of comforting BIRDS;
To the victim, "what a FRIEND";
To the gossip hungry, "a means to an END";
In realization, don't be SHAKEN;
In the end, he will be FORSAKEN;
The Truth of fact, call it LIFE;
How can one see those with a KNIFE?;
In the circle of existence, Sincerity is a BLISS
And bitter resentment most DISMISS;
In the dawn of maturity we grow WISE;
Now you've seen some have a DISGUISE;
The journey of life has surely GROWN;
All that is required is a BACKBONE;
Beware of those that STAGGER;
Call them the BACKSTABBERS.
H.F.
Dear Mistaken
Remember the lack of care in your joyous GLORY;
Remember the lack of sincerity in your beautiful STORY;
Remember the lack of wisdom in decisions you MADE;
Remember the lack of mercy as you dug in the BLADE;
Remember the lack of humanity as you laughed LOUDLY;
Remember the lack of empathy as you stood PROUDLY;
Remember the lack of friendship in your deceptive KINDNESS;
Remember the lack of heart in your ways of BLINDNESS;
Remember the lack of gratitude you may not MEND;
Remember the lack of compassion when it all ENDS;
In the end, you should have known BETTER;
In the end, the sorrow felt as you read the LETTERS;
In the end, you stare at the stones you have been COLLECTING;
In the end, you value the diamonds you have been NEGLECTING;
In the end, karma came by and got you CHECKED;
In the end, you've ended up WRECKED;
In the end, you question your naive QUICKNESS;
In the end, you are on bended knees pleading for FORGIVENESS;
In the end, all that is golden has been TAKEN;
In the end, you are only remembered as MISTAKEN.
By H.F.
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the day after
the landlord
asked me
do you want the crap that was on the floor
the tapedeck
and the tape
sure
i said
when i got it back
and
laid
it
out
there was a pretty
girl
in
her lantern
glowing
red
and
blue
some
scumbled
notes
book
maybe
white glue
obscuring
drying
clear
in
real time
and
a
great
brown
scarred
with
white
ghostly
sketched
canvas
the last entry
on
the
tape:
".. tonight, he said:' pause...i am going to make my Matisse tonight.........
unfinished