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Leslie Feliciano Poem
Always looking back was the attack.
Lack of strength in Jesus,
Trying to find things that could please us.
Not enough to keep me going and have the Holy Spirit flowing.
Breaking through was what I had to do!
Years of emotional punishment, and disgrace were shown all over my face.
There was an empty space,
That was the place, I held on to, not knowing what to do…
Crying, and Crying,
For God to start prying those doors of my heart,
That for so long,
Were closed just for me to do wrong!
Seven years of so many tears…
And yet with God’s fear!
One day it became clear
My eyes in astonishment, quivering with chills feeling the tingling hit me from
head to toe
My heart pounding so hard that it hurt, in the eagerness of rejoicing
Wanting to move forward but something held me tight
In all that thought of being held down
Yearning for more
Fading, feeling once again crashing
To that same darkness that overcame me at first...
When can I push?
The doors of my heart are in battle
Is it me or is it he?
I don't want him no more
God come heal me!
Take this emotional power that has me bound.
I rebuke you Satan get out of my head, for the power of God wants to enter the
doors of my heart.
No more turning back
I want to see the Glory
And the glory will never be in you Satan,
IT’S IN GOD!!!
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Tragedy strikes in a blink of an eye.
Someone who’d thought would not die.
Don’t know how to cry?
Asking the question why?
Seeing one grow up
With there death not even half its life!
Living here, living there
Everywhere but near!
Never having that fear, nor shedding a tear!
With daddy gone
Temptation arose to do wrong!
And not before long
A smack hit there face
What a disgrace!
Day after day without the stuff
Putting on a total bluff
While lying down at night putting up a fight
Mother in such pain
What is there to gain?
Knowing that her kids will never be the same!
Time had come,
it was too late
Death was his doom
Up in that lonely room!
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Leslie Feliciano Poem
My Frustrations, Twisted with Aggravations, mine wondering thoughts of
pondering faults. Escaping from torment in the lasurrating world of corruption! In
danger of losing my mind, in this blistering cold shrine,so diving but yet unkind.
Touching the cross of God, hoping to feel that healing, come down the ceiling.
Yet in dealing with the anguish so confused and distraught has got me in the
fought. Hard to get up and fight the battle, the one thing, that has left me in the
same place, yet right in my face. Letting go is the only hold, God help me I plead!
Crying, Dying, Will I make it? Or just take it? Its coming no more running, save
me! As I awake from the shake, with the light, I feel his might, so strong! It was
that healing, it came down from the ceiling!
I’m Free!
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Leslie Feliciano Poem
Open my eyes Lord let me keep living
For I know that you kept me here for a reason
A chosen one, something my father once said
Honorable while my mother is in this bed
Keep me in your hands Lord
Put your breath in me
Fill me with your life Lord
Safe as I can be
Growing and Growing Lord
So my mother and father can see
That you have answered there plea
Let me keep living Lord
In your walk I will be
Let me keep living Lord
To show the world
What I will come to be...
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sometimes so empty
mind rolling with constant thoughts
hoping, praying for that someone to be there
never there..
should I try to speak?
or just let my emotions hit the peak?
how long does this be?
memories of phases when that someone was there
when you knew they could really care
is this fare?
feelings as if wanting to give up appear!
unsure what to do?
every time the same thing
all I want is that love
that the memories of the phases when that someone was there
always there..
now where?
how could this be?
never time…
time for me?
I try,
morning comes
sun is shining,
a new day
maybe today, I say?
or is this just a continuance?
is this life?
how should this be?
am I worth it?
or was I just chosen by that someone who was once there?
to bear what I bear?
hoping, praying….
for that someone to be there.
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