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your like my second mom...
but for some reason,
this is really hard
to write...
this poem is supposed to be
about you and me
well that could
turn into a
a novel...
we have been through so much,
you knew me before
i even knew
myself
10/14/96
we even we on vacation
me and you, sammie and mom
at myrtle beach
forever ago...
during that week, the best week,
i lost my very best,
furry friend
purple...
and your little sammie
who's not so little now
really thought
i still had
her...
a few short years later,
here we are,
im 14,
and scared...
if i were to loose you,
it would be like
losing my
mom
now, i wouldnt have it as bad,
as everyone else,
but like i said,
your like my second mom....
to me and mom...
your more than just a friend..
with all of our hearts
we love you...
you have a very, very,very
special place in my
fourteen year old
heart...
i would be a very strong
14 year old
if im not
crying by now...
this poem got really easy
to write...
really fast...
i dont understand
why that is...
but maybe you do
you have to explain to me
why that is
when you get out
of this
place...
when you get out of here,
me and you are gonna
take a day
just me and you
ill come over really early
and fix you a
really good breakfest
in bed
then we will take the day
and do whatever you want to do
still in bed!
then, while your relaxing,
ill go and make me
and you a
reallly healthy
lunch
i will be your servant,
for the whole
live long
day
take your time in
geting better
trust me
we can
wait...
keep doing what your doing
we will be here when
your
100%
we really have something
to be thankful for
this year
and its you
wanda...
you gave us quite a fright.
we cant imagine life
without you
darlin'
remember isaiah 40:31,
"but those who trust
in the lord will
renew their
strength
they will soar on wings like
eagles; they will run
and not grow
weary;
they will walk and
not faint."
keep your faith Wanda,
were all pulling
for you
sweetheart
The particular part of the yard he was fixated on was pea gravel and sand. He had a twig
in his right hand, and was drawing a face, “What are drawing?” I asked, “An angel” he
replied. “I see. Nice work, where did you learn to draw like that?” I don’t know why I
asked, but something was comforting in the conversation. “I’m not drawing…it’s called sand
script.” I didn’t correct him, as I thought he was trying to impress me with a big word,
but I chuckled inside-I swear, I never showed even a grin. He sharply turned and looked at
me and said, not Sanskrit…do I look Hindu to you?” He seemed annoyed, like I was talking
down to him-maybe I was-- so changed the tone I used. I said, “What is sand script?” “It’s
drawing angels.” “You’re drawing an Angel?” “Yes-- Yours.” “Oh I see. Can I watch or are
you done?” “I don’t care, go ‘head – no I’m not done” he said as if irritated by my
question. As I watched him drawing with this piece of twig, I noticed a face, quite
familiar. I was impressed as he moved the gravel around, the way his lines raised and sunk
to create an almost real figure of a man. He kept drawing and was working down to a neck,
when I asked. “You don’t mind me watching do you? I can move along if you’re bothered.” He
replied “no, it’s for you.” I couldn’t help but giggle a little as I asked “It is? How did
you know I’d be here this moment tonight?” He replied, “I know you.” “I’m sorry, you know
me? I guess I’ve not noticed, I’ve never seen you before-do you live here?” “Do I look
like I live here?” the man was quite curt. “I don’t know, I’m just trying to figure out
how you know me, and that I’d be walking here tonight.” “Your angel told me.” He spoke
softly this time, humbled in his tone. “Your angel has been talking to me for a long time.
It took me awhile to get here.” I didn’t say anything. “I see angels, and they talk to me.
Yours told me I needed to share a message with you. Darn thing’s been annoying the livin’
day lights out of me for weeks. You know I walked here, all the way from Raton?” “Raton
New Mexico!?” I asked truly aghast.
The sun is bright as
ever, washing me in
bands of heat, I'm
hanging in the air
as nails impale my
hands and feet,
I know that I am
dreaming on some
night I'm deep in
sleep, I'm dreaming
that I'm Jesus, I am
Him and He is me.
The pain is unlike
anything I've ever
felt before, I hear
some scream for
blood while I hear
others yell for more,
they have me on
what looks to be a
wooden crucifix, my
body's like the
letter 'T', you should
envision this,
But me I feel the
horror from the
beatings that they
gave, while some
would call it torture,
I endured it just to
save,
humanity's
descendants but
my name is used in
vain, I feel my life is
draining as my
head descends in
shame.
I perservered for
many hours, 9 to be
exact, to witness
this would render all
your mentals non-
intact,
just picture me a
moment, on the
cross betweenst 2
thieves, they broke
their legs and
knees but they did
not do this to me.
I smell a scent and
think of death, it's
all inside my mind,
I'm shrouded as I
die but I will surely
have my time,
for 3 days later here
I am, I died to rise
again, atoning for
the sins of all the
women and the
men.
The children of this
world should
comprehend the
very role, I play
inside of daily life to
save their very soul,
just look at modern
day events, the
evidence is clear,
no need for me to
verify the end is
very near.
Some folks will
think of church, that
very thought will
make them hurt,
well ponder the
alternative, there're
some who'll make it
worse,
while yes I love the
lot of you, my
children one and all,
you have to make it
better otherwise
you're gonna fall.
I wake up in my bed
amidst a startle, oh
I'm safe, I race into
the bathroom and
the mirror shows
my face,
I wipe the sweat
realizing everything
that seems to be,
that ALL of us are
Jesus, I am Him,
and He is me.
THE DONKEY AND THE KING
Once upon an ancient time
There lived a good and wealthy King
Who had a stable-ful of horses
But whenever He chose to stroll
He did not pick from His horses
But rather, He chose an old donkey
Much to the surprise of even me.
But so loved was He by His people
That whenever He rode the donkey
They spread palms and clothes before Him
And shouted His praises to all who could hear.
But as the donkey walked on the palms and clothes
And listened to the praises that was sung
He started being silly
And started thinking that the glory
Was his and not the King's.
So he started acting proudly
To his fellow pack of mules
And would not speak kindly
To any of the King's subjects.
When the King got news of this,
He right away, sent for the donkey
And scolded and admonished him
And waited in hope to see some changes
But the donkey grew worse
And did not heed the King's Words.
So the King expelled the donkey
From His stable and castle
But the donkey had little to be sorry for
For now, he thought,
He had all the glory to himself.
So he got up and went to the City
And walked around with his nose high
He walked for hours without a praise;
Only jeers from little kids
And when he tried to walk on someones clothes,
He got a very healthy beating.
He thought he could bear with this situation
For he thought the King depended on him
But after seeing the King ride on a new mule
He realised with great horror
That all things belongs to the King.
So he repented and went back to the King
He knelt down and cried and pleaded
And the King showed him mercy
And restored him to his place.
So when next he rode the King
He too, shouted alongside the King's subjects,
'Praise be to the King of Kings
Who has shown me great grace
By choosing me to do His will'
And indeed, it was well with the donkey.
Form:
It's now,now and Now.
Though God;
I am a child,
You the creator,have mercy on me.
I am ignorant,I know nothing;
All-knower,teacher,have mercy on me.
I am,in this world incapable;
fully-capable-One,have mercy on me.
I feel unhelped;
Best-helper-to-all,have mercy on me.
I,sometimes,feel instability in thoughts;
The-only-Guide,guide,have mercy on me.
I sometimes feel angry at heart;
All-Peaceful-One,have mercy on me.
I cry for what I want;
The consoler,console,have mercy on me.
I am uncared for;
O Gentle-caring One,have mercy on me
I make mistakes;
All Pardonnable-One,have mercy on me
I am in need;
All merciful,have mercy on me.
I sometimes don't understand what to do;
O benevolent One,make me understand & have mercy on me.
I can't care for what I should care;
Fully-Daring-One,have mercy on me.
I feel stupid;
All-Intelligent-One,have mercy on me
I become depressed nd confused;
O Enlightened One,have mercy on me.
I sometimes forget the 'aim';
O thou reminder,remind & have mercy on me.
I sometimes feel sick;
Thou Doctor,best curator,have mercy on me.
I am unable to walk your path;
Hold my finger,make me walk have mercy on me.
I often feel dumb-bound;
Thou the voice,speak for me and have mercy on me.
I sometimes waiver and wander;
O Master,put complete faith in me and have mercy on me.
I feel lonely;
All Pervading One,be my companion & have mercy on me.
I am innocent;
The Best-Judge,don't put me in trials,protect and have mercy on me.
I forget who am I;
Thou true One,dhow me the truth and have mercy on me.
I often can't bear or tolerate;
O Strong One-hold my burden and have mercy on me.
I feel left-out;
O thousand handed One,have mercy on me.
I am in search of identity;
God,make me like you,have mercy on me.
Death to the old self
I have been made new
Doing nothing I use to do
Old things have passed away
Wrong things I have done I do no more
Not ashamed I am not the same
Now called by a new name
Met a new man
He shows me how to stand
My life now in his hand
For me he has another plan
When I am sad he makes me glad
The best friend I have ever had
He teaches me everything
Makes me feel like a new human being
My eyes are open now I see
Since he came to live inside of me
Shows me things I've never seen
Makes me feel like a new human being
I am being perfected
Oh in ways I never expected
I am now courageous
Learning from him in stages
I know now with out him
Never would I have made it
Spirit and Faith
I never walk alone no matter where I go. My thoughts never go unheard nor do my
whispers fall on deaf ears. Always by my side waiting to hear my every thought and
holding me close at all times.
The things I whisper the wind carries as if to tell all the world there is a secret
stirring in the breeze. You see my thoughts and whispers are set free. No I am
never alone.
I have a warm feeling that surrounds and fills me with beautiful thoughts. I see
exciting things everywhere I look and know they are to remind me of what is known
within my heart and saved deep inside my mind. Somehow I know something more
spectacular is to come.
Together we travel this life and hold each other to light the path and guide the way.
Comfort comes from knowing, feeling, and sensing these things not shared with
others. Instinct I say, “Just a gut feeling”, but beside me, although those around me
are unaware ~ I never walk alone!
Soaring with love bound by heaven bringing intuition, wisdom and passion keeping
us connected stronger than any imagined emotion or dream. I know and feel life
lessons from sensing, acquiring and accumulating knowledge given gently as you
are forever influencing there beside me. Walk with me and keep me safe as you
open my window of curiosity with insight, reassuring with a peek of what’s on the
other side. Every beat of my heart and color of my soul follows a journey filled with
open-mindedness and love.
Knowing your there holding my dreams and safeguarding my heart with love gives
me the strength to follow unknown paths. Courage is being gently guided over
stepping stones with Intuition and held up as you walk by my side.
Debbie Knapp.
My creditors surround me like a sea, the wave’s crash upon me so fierce I can hardly
breathe. I feel so a lone, I know that it is my flesh that speaks. For I know in God alone that
he supplies all my needs. He becomes all things to me. No matter how rough the path may
be, my strength is in the Master‘s hand that He has lent to me.
For as it was once said so long ago…. The Lord is my shepherd; my provider and strength. I
shall not want; nor lack for need. He maketh me to lie in green pastures; He gives a pleasant
place to call my home. He leadeth me beside still waters, as He guides me peacefully,
through this journey of life alone. He restoreth my soul; as He brings me back each day
renew. He leadeth me in the path of righteousness for His name sake; as He drives me forth
in the right path, His name becomes engraved in the every essence of my being. Though I
walk through the valley of the shadow of death; I will fear no evil, even though my life may
be carry to the brink of death, For you Oh God, is with me. Thy rod and thy staff they
comfort me; Your scepter is my authority; your staff is my support, my peace in you I find.
Thou prepares a table before me in the presence of my enemies; You Oh Lord places a
strong hold over the attacks that come against me You spreads it out on a table arrayed in
Victories. You oh Lord anointest my head with oil as my cup runneth over; as you place me
in time and satisfy my soul with a rich fragrance and beauty unknown. Surely goodness and
mercy shall follow me all the days of my life; from the mountain top to the valley through the
good times and bad, My path will He light, with His favor and kindness of His love. I will dwell
in the house of the Lord forever, and, forever in the Masters hands.
A CRY FOR MERCY
DEAR FATHER UP IN HEAVEN
PLEASE TAKE THIS PAIN AWAY,
THAT I MUST SUFFER DAILY,
HELP ME LORD I PRAY,
I TRY TO UNDERSTAND THIS LORD
AND ACCEPT WHAT IS TO BE,
BUT LORD I,M GROWING WEARY
AND THERES SOMETHING I CANT SEE.
I LOVE YOU SO MUCH MY SWEET JESUS
AND I WANT THE WORLD TO KNOW,
THAT YOU LIVE DAILY IN MY HEART LORD
AND ALSO IN MY SOUL.
IF THIS CROSS IS FOR ME TO BARE
THEN I,LL DO IT LORD FOR YOU,
JUST TO PROVE TO OTHERS LORD
THAT YOU HAVE SUFFERED TO.
OH THE PAIN YOU MUST HAVE BORE
WHEN THEY NAILED YOU TO THAT CROSS,
SO THE WORLD MIGHT BE FORGIVEN,
AND YOUR DEATH,WAS TO BE THE COST.
PLEASE LORD IF IT BE THY WILL TONIGHT
FREE ME OF THIS PAIN,
SO I MIGHT GIVE YOU GLORY LORD
AND MAGNIFY YOUR NAME.
WRITTEN BY ANN HART OCT 19TH 2008
COPYRIGHTED
Form:
I see you reach out to me with welcoming arms, beckoning me to enter and enjoy your
beauty. My heart cries out, my soul implores you for deliverance. As the night, passes we
live in our awareness, clinging while the gates of our hearts open to greet love created.
Many a time you have come to me when I was apprehensive and troubled, no sooner do I
see you all worries turn to joy I am submerged in a welcoming calmness. When my spirit
rebels against all the trouble and injustice around me, I find your face amidst those faces in
the crowd. Rage in my heart subside and is replaced by the heavenly sound of your voice; I
am at peace.
You may ask yourself, how can I be so content with such a simple existence, and how can a
man like myself on the border of his twilight years, find joy in the silence of the darkness
and the shadows of his dreams? The time I have spent in those setting, I have found to be
the foundations of all that I have come to know about life, love, beauty, happiness and
peace.
Life is good to me now, the heavy weights that I once carried as if a yoke has fallen broken
at my feet, and are now the stepping-stones I use to reach my goals. The roads beginning
has lead me to a point closer to its end. With the horizon in front of me, I stop to smell the
flowers; beauty with exceptional fragrance, my awareness of creation expands. My smile
radiates deep in my life and joys rewards become abundant.
I am wiser because of our alliance and richer in spirit due to our intimate episodes.
Pleasures reached, physically and spiritually has altered the gathering of thoughts. I am
able to dissect meanings; foolishly, I believe there would never be a successful conclusion.
However, with wisdom I have a happy beginning.