Showing posts with label spiritual poems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label spiritual poems. Show all posts
Wednesday, December 5, 2012 | By: Chim's World of Literature

Gabriel






Gabriel

An ancient tale
     A modern dilemma
She was a young lost girl from the other part of town,
he was a gentle soul, wanting to find the perfect girl.
As days went pass a guy with the name Gabriel
was descended onto her front lawn
as he humbly asked her to give him her ear.

     You will have a baby boy and he will bring hope
to the lost, and love to the gentle.

She stood their with golden brown eyes,

      I bare good tidings not to harm you, but to give you hope
a life will come from you. This baby will have two parents,
you will find someone with a gentle soul, a man that will love
both of you.

     Who are you?

I am Gabriel I am an angel of light and not of dark.
I am a messenger from the Father above heaven and earth.
You are the chosen one including your baby.
       Go and find peace and never fear what’s too come.   



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Thursday, May 24, 2012 | By: Chim's World of Literature

The SELF

The brutality of the SELF,
I am scared of dealing with MYSELF,
Dealing with my own INNER PAIN.
I can no longer shut it out;
the universe isn't making it any easier
for me to stop from dealing with it.
HIS in charge of this journey,
He's removed them all from my LIFE.
The SELF love,
Becoming One with my self.
God you're in charge,
If I didn't believe in YOU,
I wouldn't have heard the words,
"OPEN YOUR EYES"
I am left with just ME?
Being by myself is something frightening.
GOD you said I shouldn't be frightened.
That you will be with me.
You want me to show more kindness
to myself.
That TODAY I become my own
Best friend I concentrate on ME.
I respect MYSELF, Love and be kind to myself.
Thank you GOD for allowing,
these great prophets to open my eyes.
My weary heart that's been rejected
So many times as well,
You bring me into  a world,
Where people crave off my emotions,
Sending me off to run away
From being with MYSELF.
I can not allow anyone to make
me feel less of a person,
that I should create happiness
For MYSELF.
My acceptance of myself,
my low self esteem will be GONE.
With loving MYSELF more,
And knowing God’s unconditional
Love reassures me that I won't
Be in this LIFE in pain,
But I'll be in  a place
Of love,peace,serenity and kindness,
Generosity, strength, blessings.
Acceptance of the SELF.

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Tuesday, May 8, 2012 | By: Chim's World of Literature

Set Free



Set free
I keep telling myself
Set free,
Let go.
Move on
             Yet I still hold onto the exact thing
Breaking me down.
Set free
I know it isn’t impossible to be free.
Free from all hurt, pain, torture and memories
That bound me to this life.
             A horrible life
Where you live with the pain so deep
That you don’t know which way to go.
Set free
I hear the voice saying it’s over and over
Set free
             I stood up and fight for my life.
I took back what is rightfully mine.
I was set free because God he heard my cries.
He set me free, because we are to ourselves a
Very valuable price.
Set free from all that has bound me to this
World to your issues you have towards me.
I am set free, saved from a life of destruction.
Set free,
Let go
I am home.
Thursday, March 22, 2012 | By: Chim's World of Literature

God Why The Tears




God Why the Tears

I am down on my knees as I don’t know
What’s too come of me anymore?
God why the tears,
The deafening pain upon my soul
Is crying towards the skies,
I feel captured in this whirlwind
Torrent of grief stricken pain,
Where must the changes happen?
Is it my thinking, the mindset?
God why the tears that is barren upon my soul,
I am writing these words and I feel the shivers
Of not knowing where or what to do anymore.
Where are you God in the midst of all my pain?
Trouble suffocates me, worry entangles me.
I can’t sleep at night. The suffering is eating me up
From inside out.
God why the tears. Why the suffering that’s lying upon my soul.
Do you hear me God?
Do you hear the echoes of my cries?
God you showed me in Job all the things I am going through,
The suffering the pain of his soul, his body withering.
God you heard me then are you still with me.
Are you close by making preparation?
God why the tears.
God I know my pain is internal, an emotional up roar
That’s never fixed, never shaken.
God please hear my cries today,
Bring peace to my weary soul.
 Amen?



AN: This poem is something that I am currently feeling, it's something that I am struggling with emotionally & spirituality. Please be careful how you comment on this poem.

Tuesday, February 14, 2012 | By: Chim's World of Literature

Valentine's Day ~ 14 February 2012

"Love"


Today I write about "Love"
The words that's been on most of our lips and minds in February.
Some of us go out of our way to make this one-day in February memorable for their partner.
You know I've realized not just now, but before I started to celebrate this day with people I've loved.
I'd go out of my way to make someone else's day epic, do the whole flowers, chocolates and dinner the whole Valentine's Day celebration.
But that doesn't proof anything to me about what Valentines Day says about love.
Does Valentine or St. Valentine was about a guy who lost his life due to someone he truly loved.  A tragic fateful love story.
Love to me is someone who loves me not for what I can do, but for the love I have for him or her.
Yet that too also doesn’t proof much.
It’s two years ago I wrote this poem about love.
Then I went to search deeper, I wanted to know what God says about love. Until I came across one of my best scriptures in the book of Corinthians chapter 13.

"4 Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5 It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, and it keeps no record of wrongs. 6 Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7 It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, and always perseveres.

 8 Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. "

My own words love is kindness not just for one day on Valentines Day where we put out anger aside.
Love doesn't envy. No jealousy should be inside you. Its not boastful it holds no evil, it hasn't have an ego. Love should be equal, honorable, loyal, trustful, and respectful.
Love should be everything that comes out of you.
In securities isn't love.
Hatred isn't love.
Like they say there’s a thin line between love and hate.
Love should be gentle, freely given.
I believe love conquers all.

Why just show your loved one that she or he is loved on the 14th of February 2012, why not love yourself more each day so that when you with the one you love they'll know they are loved by you.
It will be in your eyes that glow that smile. Everything about them is love.
Love is universal, its something we all want in this life because without it we would feel that we lack something within us.
God is love. He loves us no matter our faults or mistakes.
Sometimes I wonder what if I do something wrong would my girlfriend forgive me. Will she accept that's who I am? And love me no matter what.
She might not, but I would know God's love is forever and infinity.
He loves me unconditionally that's why I love that scripture.

Ever wondered why at weddings after couples to be wed have this reading done.

1 Corinthians 13:4-7

"Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, and it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, and always perseveres."



Like the song by Brandon Heath, Love Never Fails.

Love is not proud
Love does not boast
Love after all
Matters the most

Love does not run
Love does not hide
Love does not keep
Locked inside

Love is the river that flows through
Love never fails you

Love will sustain
Love will provide
Love will not cease
At the end of time

Love will protect
Love always hopes
Love still believes
When you don't

Love is the arms that are holding you
Love never fails you

When my heart won't make a sound
When I can't turn back around
When the sky is falling down
Nothing is greater than this
Greater than this

Love is right here
Love is alive
Love is the way
The truth the life

Love is the river than flows through
Love is the arms that are holding you
Love is the place you will fly to
Love never fails you

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Love is out there; all you have to do is open your heart to the possibility of it.
It’s free as a bird, no price to pay.
If God's loves for us are free. Why should we have one day in our lives to tell our loved ones that we love them? "I Love You" once I said those words I held it true.

Universally today is about love. Enjoy it, embrace it and no matter if you far or near from your loved ones today just know you're in their thoughts. Those fighting for the safety of their countrymen, those working far away. Even those close by.

To all my followers, bloggers, friends, family.

Have a blessed and happy Valentine's Day.

God Bless
Saturday, January 28, 2012 | By: Chim's World of Literature

Tree of Life

Underneath a willow tree
a young lady came one night
And sat underneath it,
For years since she was a little girl
She came to this exact spot.
For years this willow tree has
Never carried any leaves,
a lifeless tree, but underneath it
She found comfort,
She found herself underneath
That spot,
For the first time in years after
The young girl dressed in a red dress,
Asked for something.
Something she never knew
Or thought could come true,
She prayed that night the young lady
Came prepared, she didn't come
There to shed tears,
But she came to make peace with
What's wrestling within her spirit.
God says you who believe in my name will have a heart filled with peace.
She went on her knees as she looks
Up to the sky,
Her hands folds together as she
Cries out, "Does anybody hear me.
God if you their please I need your help.
I'm a lost girl yearning to be loved and understood, something I've never found at home. Just maybe I'm hoping someone would come rescue me from the life I've lived, the pain and the heartache. Some days I don't know if its me looking back in the mirror.
Every day I walk around and I can see all the brokenness but still on they go with their private lives as they hide their silent cries." She starts to sop even harder then she's ever had before.
"God please help me here my cry. I want to change, I want to be complete in your love. I want to be able to stand up and say I'm loved and that I love myself." Tears was rolling down as her cries stretch high above the tree tops that birds came to sit on this willow tree that didn't have any leaves.
Sometimes God use the extraordinary things to make us see that he can use a bare willow tree.
That was the tree of life.
The tree the young girl came to each and everyday and found her peace by
Letting God be her savior.


My Entry for Bluebell Short Story Slam week #19
Thursday, November 24, 2011 | By: Chim's World of Literature

HourGlass




Hour Glass

My life is like the hourglass
As the sand pass through
The narrowness
Of life
That is what my life has become.
It’s a life with a lot
Of chaos happening,
But through the passing of times,
I discovered that there were times
God has walked with me,
When I didn’t notice the
Time passing me by,
They say that these are the days of our lives,
We don’t live in soapy world
A world of fictional time.
But reality shakes me from my dreams,
When death came and take away
My loved ones,
I realized at some point,
My tears have dried up.
Another time God has wiped my tears.
When life gave me illness,
I realized that the pain
Has gone away,
That was when prayers
Were done and God came
And healed my pain.
Time is so important in our lives,
Sometimes we get distracted,
But always know,
That God deserves our full attention.


Copyright C Davids


This is my entry for Short Story Slam Week#15

Wednesday, November 16, 2011 | By: Chim's World of Literature

Letting Go of Unavailable People

Letting Go of Unavailable People

I have been trying to figure out
Why I cant let go of you,
Why I am always drawn to coming back
Knowing that we haven’t had a successful
Relationship, but then it dwelled on me why?
You and I are both unavailable beings,
We consume ourselves with the same things,
Emotionally we are drawn to each other
On a powerful energetic level.
That is why we have this strong connection
Towards each other the near fact of either
Of us don’t want to let go,
Yet we are emotionally driven
To stay bounded to the other.
You have this hold onto me
And I have this emotional hold onto you.


We have an inner radar system that
Keeps us compacted with the other
On an emotionally intimate level.
We both had broken childhoods
And we walk around with those wounds,
I thought if I help you,
We might have a better chance at our forever.
But we have kept each other behind as well,
I don’t know the circumstances your in now.
“The reason that we get involved with people who are unavailable,
 Is because we are unavailable.”
I love you I truly know that I do in my heart,
But it is not possible to love someone
Enough to get them to stop feeling.
We have to stop that delusion,
Even though you are with someone else.

And I know that you shouldn’t even be,
With anyone because you feel that emptiness
Inside of you that has been missing since
You were a child,
I wish you could focus more on healing
Yourself on the inside
And understanding and healing the
Emotional wounds that have driven
Us to pick people who could not give
 us what we want emotionally.
I am letting go of you, not because
I don’t love you, but because I think
We both know you are holding onto
People with the fears that is still
Stuck deep within your soul.
Until then we will both be ready
For something with someone that
Is available for us.
Letting go doesn’t mean I don’t love you,
It means that I will always be here for you.


Copyright C Davids 16/11/2011



Thursday Poets’ Rally Week 56  (November 17-November 23, 2011)
Thursday, July 7, 2011 | By: Chim's World of Literature

Optic Illusion



Optic Illusion

The creations of what we feed to our minds
We come to the realization,
That what is out there can be seen
If we keep our eyes on what it reaches,
For days we have been living in this atmosphere,
Where certain pictures gets created and inside
Our minds we develop what we want it to be,
Deep in your subconscious you’ve created him.
Even though I know he isn’t here anymore.
A life taken unexpectedly,
Not ready to walk back into the light,
He hears your cries and your pleading.
Just when he was about to walk through he heard
A girl’s voice calling him,
“I need you, you promised you wont leave.”
Stopping him in his tracks.
“I should go back,”
He says, contemplating which way.
He holds his hand up to the guard
Standing a few feet away from this crystal gate.
“Can I go back just until she’s okay.”
The guard stood up and he walks
To the young man.
“You have a choice, either you leave now
And go with me, or you stay and wait for eternal life later.”
The boy stood he have to make a choice,
Its either he goes now, but he heard her cry once again.
“Sir I love her she is all I had. We grew up never
leaving each other side.”
The guard looked passed the young man’s
Shoulder and saw a girl on
A lonely bed in a room where she is
Strapped to a bed. The guard felt his
Eyes wet as a lonely tear fell down his face.
“Son you should go back, be with her till
she is okay to let you go.”
The young man grabs the guard and hugged him.
“Thank you.”
He turned around and walked away from the light.
Away from the crystal gate that was waiting
On his return.
This is a story of what love can do,
Even if you don’t believe in the illusions
Our minds create for us, but living
Through visions which I was gifted with
As young child, I always knew
That this girl is going to find her faith
And let him go home.




My Entry For Poetry Potluck Week #43 , “Life in Free Verse!

“If the people we love are stolen from us, the way to have them live on is to never stop loving them. Buildings burn, people die, but real love is forever.”


My entry for Poets Rally week # 48
Wednesday, June 15, 2011 | By: Chim's World of Literature

Love Lifted Me

His love has carried me through the darkest hours
Of my life,
When I couldn’t see far beyond
The distant shores,
When Hell was hanging over my head,
I knew its either I swim to that shore or give up trying.
As I hear this singing voices far beyond
As my eyes could see,
Nothing,
But I know I heard the voices,
So beautifully as the words cling to me,
Love lifted me,
When nothing else could,
Love lifted me.
It’s in that moment as the darkness of hell was washed away,
I found my head under water,
But I saw a bright light from deep down as I look up,
Trying hard to catch air in my lungs without,
Any warning I saw a hand reaching out to me,
A vision of a beautiful angelic angel,
As the words came back,
Love lifted me
When nothing else could,
God send out his angels to save a wreck like me.
In his eyes I was someone worthy to be loved and saved
From the chains of the past.

9/06/2011

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Poetry Potluck Week #41, "Saints, Monks and Meditation"!!

A Jewel From Above

As I walked down a lonely path,
Struggling to find my foot on the spiritual path,
Lost in my depression and my own understanding,
I come upon a poem written by my
Surrogate mother CherryOnTop,
Her words reached a deeper level
Of what christ can do for me
And also be for me,
She inspires me with her words,
She took me under her wing
When I needed it most,
I believe in destiny,
That God has made me reach out
To this amazing being
I thank my Father up above
For showing me in her direction,
I believe I've found a Jewel,
Thank you Lord, for showing her to me alone.

20/05/2011

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All The Way

When one’s heart is filled with materialism,
When one has only faith within its own strength,

To have the world within his hands,
To have ambition, fame and wealth.

Within him still something unclaimed,
But still remain a place so vacant,
Unfilled by its highest earthly claim.

Its then Jesus reached out his hand,
“Come seek my love”, Jesus said,
I left the world of all its materialism
Behind me,
To follow Jesus All The Way.

20/05/2011

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Poetry Picnic ,Week #1  :Theme "Adam & Eve " ,

Where Faith Leads Me

We believe in so many things
In the seen and unseen,
We believe in destiny, soul mates, kindred spirits,
But where does our faith come from,
Where do we get enough courage to believe?
In something unseen.

To believe in His Divine Love,
In His Comfort, In His Strength,
All these things are hidden from eyesight,
But within Us, He Lives.

That is where our faith comes from,
Where our Faith in Him who Died four our sins
That is where faith leads me,
To believe in something that is there
But it is something I feel within.

Deep down in our hearts of heart
We rely on our faith that our paths
Will one day cross our soul mates?
Two lost souls that is currently on
A journey of its own,

But yet they’re Faith in meeting
Doesn’t decipher because they believe
In the Divine Love of His Spirit
That dwells in each of us.
10/05/2011


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Passing By

“When I let go of what I am, I become what I might be.” – Lao Tzu

All the pain one endures
Sitting with all the sadness
The anger, resentment within one self,
When we get to that startling epiphany
Of now I have carried on too long
By dwelling on the painful torture
Of the past, of recreating the pain
People inflicted upon my soul.
As I stand by the end of my journey
The end of the new life I could endure.
Circling around on what I have had,
What I have lost, when I let go
Of what I am, of what I once was,
The love I stopped feeling,
The hurt, the brokenness
I become what God wants me to be
I become what I might be,
I become the woman who has strength
I become the philosopher that knows
Where she is going,
No more just a passer by
Or a drifter, but standing
On the holy ground that lead me
To who I can be again.


05/05/2011

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