Not your poetry but mine

Give me solace, give me your serene, bring me closer, bring me to my knees, you are the unseen, my king, whosoever seeks, You will find.   Whoever hungers you will feed, whoever feels empty you will fill, whatever ails us, you will heal, you're our wholeness, you're the freedom we're longing for. I don't live for another, I don't breathe for another, I won't seek another, only you my God... Yeshua. ------------------------- For the love of words!

Nobody cares, says the voice inside, Nobody cares so why do you even try? Nobody cares for what you have to share, Nobody cares to know what you think, Nobody cares. Nobody cares!? When did this start mattering to me? I care!  I reply to the voice inside, I care, that’s why I try, I care! to share what I find, I care about what I think! Even if no one gives it a thought, And what I bring gets received only by silent air, And no one tries to see, I still know someone does care, Even if that someone is only me. You see? Somebody cares. For the love of words!

I made a coat for winter, to try and keep him warm, I sewed together crystals with thread of silver and gold, lined the pockets with clouds, and used icicles for buttons, Boy! I was so proud! this coat would surely keep winter nice and warm! But when winter put this coat on, it turned fluffy and white like clouds, and glittered in the sun like crystals, sparkled like thread of sliver and gold, then all the children came out to play in winter's coat, which had become, snow. ---1230Y2K19-- For the love of words!

I've been waiting for you dear friend, your visits have become lesser with age, I remember in childhood we used to play every day, We played games only you and I could play, you showed me a world to which I could escape, Please visit more often dear friend, for without you, I am not the same. ---1230Y2K19--- For the love of words!

You MUST feed the hungry brain, or it might shrink, become sad and lame, There's so many things you can feed the hungry brain, Feed it numbers pie, word soup, or question lasagna. Feed it a poem sandwich and watch it grow! I heard music donuts are good too! whatever you feed it, make it good! Make the hungry brain grow with knowledge, writings, and questions too! Let in snack on art cakes and watch how creative it becomes! so many possibilities for the hungry brain! Just don't let it shrink, become sad or lame, FEED THE HUNGRY BRAIN! ---- 1230Y2K19--- For the love of words!

I hide behind this shell, I found it in a cell, I hope no one can tell, what I hide behind this shell, It looks hard, sharp, strong and intimidating, behind it, is the small me, the one with stitches coming loose, held together by Elmer's glue, the tender me I don't want anyone to see, maybe one day i'll come out from behind this shell, Once I realize all along it's been my cell, For now I hope no one can tell, that this has become my internal hell. ---- 1230Y2K19--- *For the love of words!