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ūüíźA Pursuit of Loveūüíź

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LORD you love me, always have and ALWAYS will.
Cascade like a downpour, your Holy Spirit waterfall on me.
You favour me, you favour meee, you will not let me be.
A love so great, you gave your one only son to face death, so that a spiritual expiration I will not fulfill.
Every la-sh, every stroke of my sin, Lord you inhale into your blood.
Absorbing my every wrong, a rushing flood
of my lies that dew your eyes as you plea to your father,
if he would rather not let you suffer.
Yet you persisted in carrying my heavy load, an entanglement
of unequal yokes oxen to relentless pursuits of I shouldnots
but I still tangled.
Yet you pardoned.
Charges Acquitted.

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Guarding My Heart [An Alphabet Poem]

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Don"t play with my heart

Source: aliirfaan.deviantart.com

An array of thoughts

Babbling through my ever so

Cautious mind. Should I

Delve into your world of

Erupting crazy

Fissure red-hot emissions or slide through to the

Glaciers on the other side of

Halt to the three four?

Inquiry mind of mine

Just needs to

Know am I as appreciated as your

Lust, love:

Makes it seem.

Nodding your head in the heat

Of passion does not

Provide a justified answer.

Questions I do have the

Right to ask for my heart

Sake.

To keep me safe and for the sanity of my thoughts

Urging me to dissect the

Very deep core of your

Wavering attitude. I will

X-ray every emotion, every

Yearning my heart, my body gives before I get to that

Zone of comfort.

Love You

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Positive Thinking

If you cannot love yourself who can you love?

If we cannot appreciate God’s creation of ourselves

why do we admire others with such adoration?

Do not be afraid to look directly in the mirror

for at least a minute. Your nose framed this

way for your face. Your eyes slanted in its

unique way for a purpose.

Love your character, if you are not pleased

with its then make a change. Do not be afraid

to celebrate your indelible mark on earth.

You are great, you are awesome, God wants you

here even when your father left you long ago.

Let God be your daddy, he is the source of life,

the provider of all things.

God wants you even if you are a burden to your

mother, he will guide you to an earthly motherly figure

along your journey.

You are wanted, you are needed, if anyone says

otherwise, please do not believe.

Take your eyes off the ground when you are walking.

Lift up your head, you are a prince/princess because

you are a child of an eternal king.


Inspired by my therapy friend Deanne through a conversation about celebrating birthdays. I write this post for Thinking Corner hosted by Jacqueline every week to encourage positive thinking, inspiration and all the good stuff which keeps us sane.

 

Saying Goodbye

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Saying Goodbye

         Airport Via MagPie Tales 299

I do not want to say goodbye, she told him with her lips.

She wanted to feel closer to him up on her tippy toes.

Time stood still as she drunk from the tall drink of champagne

as everyone  else melted in the distance.

&*%*

I want to hold on, to feel that warmth of your touch he told her with his kiss.

Moments like this, he did not care about public attention.

He needed to get as much affection he could before he knew he had to let go.

Goodbyes sucks but for now he is making memories with his girl.


Magpie Tale Prompt 299

 

What/Why I Love

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Your non-physical touch unfolded my heart like a flower in the beginning of bloom.

You made me responsive and hungry for your love just as a bee sucking the attractive nectar.

I remember when I felt that small yawning inside, too nervous to think about it, let alone admit it.

Then came the Lion roaring in my chest and it scared the daylights out of me like the sun dipping over the horizon.

I remember when I first met you, dealing over the affairs of History. I was too busy sorting out the loose ends of our project to notice you but when I did, boy oh boy did I  love what I heard.

Like Jojo “I am a sucker for a guy with a beautiful mind” and you were that man.

Our minds dance over ideas and debates of politics, history, family and religion. Our discussions became food, an insatiable delight.

I suspect my head fell for you before my heart, a heart that you once ask me to follow.

It is a puzzle, like Charlotte in a web I wrote my heart on my sleeves without realizing my actions.

My heart cried bullets of despair when I caught how far my ship sailed into your harbour. I gave so much without any discussion of exclusivity.

Your name was always in my head along with a goofy grin when I recall something you said and/or did.

Your stubbornness collided into my stubbornness into a boiling pot of too much comfort with each other

Although time has faded the urgency of feelings your essence still hugs my being. I no longer beat up myself for thinking of you. It is what it¬†is…


Prompt Storm 11: Why/Why I love

 

It Warms My Heart #2

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It warms My Heart/ Yelhispressing.com Short Story

Source:Oliwer Larsson via commons.m.wikimedia.org

Awww, I love to see old love, don’t you? Doesn’t it warm your heart when you see an aged couple walking hand in hand or hugging? It is absolutely sweet, whether they are married or not, it is especially beautiful when I come across a couple who is on a love journey for 30 years or 40 years.

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My Top 5 Talents You Won’t Want

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Of Love: A Ghazal

Source: © Copyright Kathryn Ferrier 2015

I ¬†read¬†Ameena 9 talents she was sure no one else would want, after laughing my heart out, I took her on her offer that we (her readers) should make a list as well. So here are few things about me I am sure you would not want and as always I am brutally honest so…

  1. I am brutally honest. If you are looking for someone to sugar coat words for you, you are most definitely out of zone. Whilst I am compassionate to certain situations and words of comfort are best, I will not run away from steering you on that path if you are my close friend or family. When you ask if you look fat in that dress and you do look fat, I will say so directly. If you ask me if you were an idiot for cutting a younger child or older person in a line, I will say yes and perhaps call you a jackass. Please, please, I ask the same of you, tell me the upright truth when I ask, after  all I ask.

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