Someponder

Quest of the Last Year

A new day,
Or is it?
A different way,
Or another bad fit?
A victorious charge,
Or a brutal battle?
Blessings in large,
Or my death rattle?
The light at the end grows,
Or is it more faint?
Only the angels know,
Or are they not as they are paint?
Questions will be laid to rest,
Yet could more be raised?
I will finish this twelve-year test,
Will I not be completely crazed?
Fear I pray will be trampled,
Yet will terror grip my chest?
A taste of a new life sampled,
Yet will it be like all the rest,
I will venture boldly into the world,
But will I stay afloat,
I refuse to end up in Allie’s curled,
Will all these demons be smote?
Something in me is burning bright
Or is it just a frail grope?
I have found and will hold the one true light,
For it, He, is my only hope....
There is no question in that!

BurnT

Elation,
Always followed by frustration,
Blocking,
My path and mocking,
Searching,
Finding nothing except this impatient lurching,
Caught,
Inside something you thought you had already fought,
Enraged,
In a vicious battle engaged,
Fighting,
My demons through my writing,
Lust,
Yet knowing patience is a must,
Happy,
Yet always feeling slightly crappy,
Barred,
Yet gripping my lucky card,
Battered,
In the gutter many dreams have lain shattered,
Blocked,
Yet I remember God who had me rocked,
Forsaken,
Praying for the Tribes to awaken,
Sad,
Then when I think of it I am mad,
Dead,
Yet I’ve been to places demons fear to tread,
Unplugged,
Yet seeing that I am still loved,
Astray,
So I kneel and I pray,
Heal,
So that I truly feel,
Burn,
As I learn,
Burn,
As I turn,
Burn,
As I yearn....

Alliterate

Battered Band of Believers,
Whispering a Wordless Wonder,
Forsaking Fear for Faith,
Jumping with the Jubilee of Jesus,
Seeking Solace from Seductive Sin,
Alighting Atheist Alters,
Praying for Partitions’ Perish,
Living Laughing Love,
Courage of Clarity through Clamorous Chord,
Gathering Grace Gleefully,
Happy Hope for Heavenly Hugging,
Tapping into Terrible Truth,
Evil Enticing Even till End,
Yes, Yahweh! we Yell,
Righteous Rock of Rapture,
Victory will Vanquish all Vicious Visions...

Awe Gust

I look to each side of the road,
On one a brother gone,
On the other; a sister lost,
Behind me I carried a heavy load,
Ahead an uncertain dawn,
All around me is covered with a slumbering frost,
I’ve known too much rejection,
There are too many entries in my Diary of Pain,
Walls must be crumbled,
I’ve seen too many come with correction,
I will no longer refrain,
Until all the clans are humbled,
So I ask for more hands,
For more minds, spirits, souls,
Send an angel to my side,
So that we can teach to all the lands,
Until that day when the last bells toll,
But we must not hide,
We will work in the ways of the Lord,
We will wait on our Father,
Praying for the fallen,
We shall never be bored,
His kingdom is worth our bother,
Because of his Grace we are no longer Saulin’...