Faith

All I Gotta Do

Folder: 
Miracles

Some Days Life Feels Just Perfect
Other Days It Feels It Ain't Working
When My Faith Is Getting Weak
And I'm Falling On My Knees
But Here I Am, Once Again

 

Cause I Know It's Going To Be Alright
It's Going To Be Bright Again
One More Time I Feel The Pain Running Up
But Because I Know God Is On My Side
All I Gotta Do Is Shake It Off
Because I Know, I Just Know
That God Is Always With Me

 

When The Darkest Hours Come Before Me
When The Sky Turns Darker Than Black
I Know It Kinda Scares Me
And I Know It'll Follow Me
I'm At War With The World
Cause They're Trying To Pull Me Into The Dark
Trying To Crush Me Beneath The Rock
But All I Gotta Do
All I Know I Need To Do
Is Drop On My Knees And Pray

 

Some Say That Being On Your Knees Is Weak
Some Say That Its The Most Vulnerable Position
But I Say Its Knowing Who Holds The Future
Being So Bold In Character
What Makes Him Trust In This Person
What Makes Him Have Courage In This

 

I Don't Know What I Can Tell You
Maybe Its The Things You Experience
The Pain And Sorrow You Feel Growing Up
The Hurt And Stress That Kick You To The Ground
But All I Gotta Do Is Tell You To Not Give Up

 

Don't Give In To What They Say
Sure You May Be Different From Them
Sure You Might Look Different From Them
But You Are Unique Just The Way You Are
Don't Let Them Tell You Otherwise

Poem: New Age Spirituality

Why settle for a counterfeit
when you can have the genuine thing?
For the purpose of "new age" spirituality
is replacing God with the Human Being.

 

Working from a false assumption
that Man is essentially good,
will lead us down destruction’s path
as History has taught us, as it would.

 

The fight for supremacy
of our human souls
is still being waged by the Devil
under his planetary control.

 

Humanism has its agenda
that’s carefully worked under Satan’s scope –
our demise is his goal, but settles
to leave us without any hope.

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

From the book: Reaching Towards His Unbounded Glory
The ISBN is: 1-4196-5051-3

 

Learn more about me and my poetry at:
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By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2006, All rights reserved.

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Unbound Faith

Faith is unbound by extremist pressure,
Lick the wounds of a liberal fissure.
The point-blank wound given an emissary,
A Soluble cure for the target preliminary.

 

A fast food chain of asphyxiation,
We give up hope for the stationary.
All falsehood gospels of visionary,
Cough and whine under political disciplinary.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Short, but to the point, I would think. 

Scar On My Soul

When Fear Comes Rushing In
And The Knife Comes Spilling Out
Out Through Your Skin
And Onto The Ground
You See The Blood Rushing Out
You Can Feel The Rain Fill In
Can You Feel The Scars That Push Out
That Spans Across The Space

 

It Cut So Deep You Can't Erase
Trying To Not Make It Show
Trying To Not Be Scared
But How Am I Going To Make It

 

My Soul Will Not Crushed
Yes I've Got Broken Wings
And When I'm On My Way Down
And I'm Losing All Hope
Just Grab Me By The Arms
And Rest Me Upon The Hug

 

I've Been Crushed And I've Been Saved
Walking Around This Earth
I Know I Can't Erase The Things I've Done
I Know I Can Make The Best Of This
I Will  Stand My Ground And I'll Get Back Up
But I Still Can't Find A Way

 

Tell Me What I've Done
Write It All Down
Show Me The Mistakes
I'll Never Give Up
You Gave Me A Promise
I Won't Give Up

 

I Know I'm Tired
And I Can't Stand
But Time Will Heal My Soul
These Scars Can't Stop Me For Forever
Because I Will Hold On To This Hope

 

You Gave Me A Promise
You Gave Me The Hope
You Gave Me A Light
You Gave Me Something To Believe
You Called Out To Me
You Reached Out To Me

 

And Even If I'm Closing In
And I'm Losing It
I Will Hold On To You
And I Will Keep Moving Along

Your Loss

Folder: 
2014

What we had was real

What we had could not be denied

Well, what I felt

Its too bad you didn't realize

That this was until I lost faith

For months I kept this flame

Until you burnt me

By not realizing my love

And the moment you do

I had let it die within me

And had started another relationship

It was only about a week old

But I didn’t want to allow

This one to get away

Just because you said 'jump'

Yes, there were many things that

I could have done differently

But there were many, many

Things you could have done too

No, I am not like you

Yes, I am similar, but not the same

So, this is the last poem

I'm wasting on you

Because after this, you are

Out of my head

 

~Chrystal

Written on

 

May 23, 2014

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wrote this for an ex. Yes, I did get back with him about a month later, well at least I tried to.  But he couldn't get past the fact that I dropped him. In the end, it was his loss.

Poem: Spiritual Irony

Foolishness of Jehovah
exceeds the wisdom of Mankind;
torture by crucifixion
was to serve as a deterrent
to stop all forms of crime.
    
Inhumane treatment
demonstrates insatiable blood thirst
in a vain attempt to bring out
the best character of man
by placing World's justice system first.
    
However, death of the Innocent Lamb,
a perfect sacrifice God did decree
to bridge the gap of sin
using Man's worst punishment
in a twist of spiritual irony.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

From my book: Reaching Towards His Unbounded Glory
The ISBN is: 1-4196-5051-3

 


Learn more about me and my poetry at:
http://amzn.to/1ffo9YZ

 


By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2006, All rights reserved.

 

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Poem: For Upon My Head, Nothing Gold Can Stay

Standing at the threshold
of Death's ultimate door,
my last gasp escapes me...
As I've never experienced before.

    

Into the Heavenly realm
I ascend in wonderment,
now housed in an incorruptible body
and thankful that from sin I did repent.

   

Standing in God's throne room
freed of all Earthly flesh,
my spiritual essence is energized
and feeling fully refreshed.

   

Now gathered unto my Savior,
unencumbered reality is more than it seems;
for to be in His Presence
is my accomplished dream.

   

Having been given my kingly reward,
in these times of everlasting days,
willfully I set my crown at His feet.
For upon my head, nothing gold can stay.

 

 

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

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By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2008, All rights reserved.

 

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Poem: Enjoy This Season

Withering grass of this season
with your abundance of green,
take advantage of Today -
Contribute to this Earthly scene.

    

Enjoy your present strength;
ignore worries of the past.
Let the distant failures fade
and let sweeter memories last.

   

Be true to yourself always,
standing tall and strong.
Focus on your own meadows and...
Learn to hum to Life's song.

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

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God helps those who help themselves

If you're wondering when I'll stop loving God, the answer is never.

I will love and worship the Lord forever.

God helps those who help themselves, this is true.

If you are in need, help yourself and God will help you.

We live in a world that is sometimes sinister and cruel.

But if God is a part of your life, life can be wonderful.

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