it's the pigment in your eyes
that drowns my doubts.
it crashes down like a rolling wave
that i can never quite brace myself for,
and i let it drag me out to sea with every gaze.
but don't bother calling the coastguard,
because i like being lost in your eyes.
they're a precipice of light blue,
so sharp and alluring.
i misjudged my footing and have been falling for four months
but i don't mind,
i'd risk a couple broken bones for you.
Sunday, October 9, 2011
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
lamp unto
your word has thick chain links,
digging against the sand, persistently ready.
even though i try to run on my own strength
sometimes rocks need anchors to stay steady.
your word is a lamp unto my feet;
it's a stress ball, relieving all the pain that i will meet.
and though the path is winding and smashed along the way
i'll trust your divine guidance, every minute of every day.
a bit unfinished i guess. i just haven't posted anything in forever
digging against the sand, persistently ready.
even though i try to run on my own strength
sometimes rocks need anchors to stay steady.
your word is a lamp unto my feet;
it's a stress ball, relieving all the pain that i will meet.
and though the path is winding and smashed along the way
i'll trust your divine guidance, every minute of every day.
a bit unfinished i guess. i just haven't posted anything in forever
Thursday, May 26, 2011
this kind of love
i've found my God.
and though unseen,
he never lets me down,
leads me to pastures green.
he knows i'm a burning wreck
yet his loving hands sustain
because somehow in his eyes
i am worth the pain.
i take comfort in that
he knows my name
though hardships befall
and trials remain,
he stays by my side
through day and night;
he'll break his own heart
to ensure that mine's alright.
no i don't deserve
this kind of love.
it's only attained
through grace from above.
and though unseen,
he never lets me down,
leads me to pastures green.
he knows i'm a burning wreck
yet his loving hands sustain
because somehow in his eyes
i am worth the pain.
i take comfort in that
he knows my name
though hardships befall
and trials remain,
he stays by my side
through day and night;
he'll break his own heart
to ensure that mine's alright.
no i don't deserve
this kind of love.
it's only attained
through grace from above.
Sunday, February 13, 2011
lucky charms
i'm a box of your favourite cereal.
you know, the one that just seems so sweet
but you can't eat more than a bowl of it.
maybe it's better that way,
preservation being a necessity and all.
but everyone has an expiration date.
so put me back in the cupboard,
out of your sight, out of your mind.
because once you pour out all the cereal
you'll see there's no prize left behind.
so put me back in the cupboard,
out of your sight, out of your mind.
because once you pick out all the marshmallows
there's nothing charming to find.
and if i raise your blood pressure
please don't be cross with me.
you knew the nutritional facts from the start.
i have a way of affecting your heart.
i'm carried through your arteries and veins.
i'm carried through your joy and pain.
so put me back in the cupboard,
out of your sight, out of your mind.
because once you pour out all the cereal
you'll see there's no prize left behind.
so put me back in the cupboard,
out of your sight, out of your mind.
because once you pick out all the marshmallows
there's nothing charming to find.
you know, the one that just seems so sweet
but you can't eat more than a bowl of it.
maybe it's better that way,
preservation being a necessity and all.
but everyone has an expiration date.
so put me back in the cupboard,
out of your sight, out of your mind.
because once you pour out all the cereal
you'll see there's no prize left behind.
so put me back in the cupboard,
out of your sight, out of your mind.
because once you pick out all the marshmallows
there's nothing charming to find.
and if i raise your blood pressure
please don't be cross with me.
you knew the nutritional facts from the start.
i have a way of affecting your heart.
i'm carried through your arteries and veins.
i'm carried through your joy and pain.
so put me back in the cupboard,
out of your sight, out of your mind.
because once you pour out all the cereal
you'll see there's no prize left behind.
so put me back in the cupboard,
out of your sight, out of your mind.
because once you pick out all the marshmallows
there's nothing charming to find.
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