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Prodigal

Posted: July 8, 2017 in Poems
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Wanderer
I used to stand tall and mighty
Defiant as a sturdy tree
Against all odds and cares
Against all currents out there.
 
And I was confident–
A puppet proud of its motions,
A clay proud of how it’s molded–
I thought I was strong on my own.
 
And I left, like ship without rudder I left,
Wandered too far from the sun
And then wondered why it’s too dark
I left, and now I just have no strength left.
 
I used to think I’m well equipped
To win my battles and wars
But instead of holding gold trophies
I’m here full of wounds and scars
 
Because I left, like ship without rudder I left,
Wandered too far from the sun
And then wondered why it’s too dark
I left, and now I just have no strength left.
 
And I left, wanting to prove myself strong I left.
But now please take me back to the fold
Bring me back to my life, my joy, my home
I left, but now let me return to the joys I’ve left.

You Are His

Posted: March 29, 2017 in Poems
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You are His betrothed.

You are His wedded Bride.

You are His.
He vowed to take you

Where only the perfect dwells.

He promised to keep you forever

And to wipe every tear 

Away from your eyes.

You are His.
You are His promised Bride.

The veil would yet be lifted,

And the morn is yet to come,

But the vow stands sealed.

You are His.
He went away to prepare your place,

But your hope is not misplaced.

For a time He journeys ahead,

But you’ll follow Him soon,

For you are His.

We’re in the valley of tears.
We’re walking through death’s shadow.
We live a life full of threats and fears.
We’re passing through a dangerous meadow.
 
We’re in this dark vale of tears,
Where there’s toil, hardship, and pain,
Where at times light does not all appear,
Where some days bring none but heavy rain.
 
We’re in the dark, but not for long.
We tremble at night, but dawn is coming.
Light shall come save all of God’s throng
And out of this vale we’ll come victoriously smiling.
 
This is the thought that will bring us through
Jesus our Lord is at the highest station.
This is our life’s most comforting truth–
Christ rules, forever seated on the throne.

Clueless Judgment

Posted: December 19, 2016 in Poems
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They have no idea…
Of how dark my road has been,
Of how dark it still is,
How dark I think it will be.
 
They have no idea…
Of how deserted the road has been for me,
Of how I had to feign strength,
because I had to face the night alone.
 
They have no idea…
Of the sighs, of the hopeless prayers at night.
They know nothing of my reasons for silence,
Nor the excuses for my excessive laughter.
 
They have no idea…
Of how the darkness almost swallowed me up,
Of how I had to steel-proof my heart,
Because I was left to fight alone.

Imperfect

Posted: December 6, 2016 in Poems
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Running out of patience.
Running out of love.
Mind falls short of understanding,
Heart’s getting too onion-skinned.
 
Hands and feet lacking the diligence
To render selfless service from above.
Thoughts of care turn to accusations
Instead of loving considerations.
 
One trigger piles after another
and the day doesn’t get any better.
Every word and thought reveal my defects,
Every action proclaims I’m imperfect.
 
Running out of patience.
Running out of love.
And as my soul seems to go astray,
Tears of self-contempt run hurriedly away.

Peter’s Cross

Posted: December 4, 2016 in Poems
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I feel like a Peter and I see a John.
I see him reclining at Jesus’ bosom,
and I want to ask, “Lord, what about this man?”
What of him? Is he to suffer as I am?
 
I feel like a Peter as I see my fate;
I know I’d be much willing to suffer
and through toil and hardship glorify His name.
But as I see my life’s John, I start to wonder:
 
 How much more pain will I have to endure,
how much longer will I, for His name, shed tears?
How many more triumphs will my John treasure
while I face all my deepest pain and fears?
 
I feel like a Peter as I fall apart
and, as I see the dark path before me,
I can’t help but secretly wish in my heart
that God wrote my fate quite differently.
 
 I see that I have my burden to bear–
for the glory of Christ, for the crown of life.
Yet even as I trudge forward willingly,
my heart follows quite questioningly.

“At Sunrise”

Posted: December 4, 2016 in Poems
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Away from laughter, away from the crowd,
In a shelter that remains to be seen —
Without a single noise, without a sound,
My soul is settled; I have peace within.

Amidst the stillness of early morning
With nothing but the birds’ singing to hear,
I opened His word, sincerely hoping
To know more of God and to know Him near.

With a fluttering heart, His word I read:
“The one whom the Lord loves, He disciplines.”
Thus, though with tear-stained face, my soul is fed.
With this I’m settled. I have peace within.