Forgiveness

My Partner

MY PARTNER

 

He is my king

He loves with pride

My second wing

I dare not hide

 

We are not the same

We grew up far

Unwilling fate has came

And I found my star

 

Upon first glance

We were destined to be

We took our chance

In a path I couldn’t see

 

From city to city

They saw our love 

So bright and pretty

Like from up above

 

This man you know

He is my rock

I see him, I glow

Destined for wedlock 

 

Us against the world

We were once brave

Our struggles twirled 

One could not save

 

I try and try

To be a good friend 

We start over from hi

But our love couldn’t end

 

Ladrecus Shepard

The name engraved 

Our times unmeasured

Let us be saved

 

I ask you please let us be

Give our hearts a break

Why can’t we see 

We don’t need to ache

 

And if you wonder

He is my only friend

My true partner

Until the very end.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This poem was written for my first and my last love. 

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The confessions of Four

He introduced himself as Four
Had certain bad deeds to answer for
I have a confession i need to make
To right the wrongs of my mistakes
My sins are numbered by my name 
dark secrets I’ve held and soley claim
One Sunday morning a plot unfolds
Took a life to save her soul
The second occurred at 21
A bar several beers and a gun
Number three a damaging lie
Hurt many close friends of mine
The fourth accused as a thief 
Charged convicted and found guilty
Prayed repented and asked for forgiveness 
Meditated deeply and contemplated
Searched endless for this very moment 
For gods approval and atonement

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C T L

Contentment 

Carries 

Combustion 

To

Carelessness 

Then 

Careens

Towards 

Caring 

Love 

Love 

Love 

Oh

To

 Love... 

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Repetition

I did it again

It's a sin

Father forgive me

For I know what I do

I know what I choose

Time and time again

I choose Me over You

 

The first man condemned me

The last Man redeemed me

The inner man damns me

The new man reviles “Me”

 

I give up again

It's all I can do

 

So take “me” away

And fill me with You

For I know once I am more like You

I'll be the best Me I can be

What Am I To Make (Of Who I Am?)

What am I to make of who I am?
I can't blame tomorrow for yesterday
Here I am, already fingering blame
Convicting something that has yet to happen

 

I'm charging the hands of time
That has still to be announced
With a list of thought crimes
Of having cursed us, having lied
From us, having stolen itself
Telling us we had more than was left

 

I'm charging the hands of time
With a list of thought crimes
I'm locking the future up
With those that I never forgave

 

What am I to make of who I am?
If I can only become this man
Here I am, all ready to ruin the day
Guaranteeing agar agar for Misery to breed

 

In rage,
I've kidnapped the charms of life
Blindly,
Somehow, I've ended up
With a knife in my hand
The knife to it's neck
Tomorrow's pleading eyes
Snapping me out of it
I was about to kill a kid
Because he could become a Hitler

 

I'm charging the hands of time
That has still to be announced
With a list of thought crimes
Of having cursed us, having lied
From us, having stolen itself
Telling us we had more than was left

 

I'm charging the hands of time
With a list of thought crimes
I'm locking the future up
With those that I never forgave

 

I'm sorry, Tomorrow
Forgive me, today
I should have forgiven you
Yesterday

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Looking down a road to bypass..

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You

You were the sin after my heart,

I was the rescue to your soul. 

Mend the kinks I've repressed

and bring truth from past haunts. 

When does it end? 

The suffering that tries to besiege me.

Or is it but a shadow hovering my existence;

meshing plagues. 

Show yourself to spill secrets in whispers,

as the echoes will chime distant cries.

Should you mold me out of clay, 

it should become your cursed delusion.

Now let your naked eyes mend fragility,

from the pieces of blind thoughts. 

Should I walk you home again,

let it be a desolate map scratched with black and white. 

 

 

Forgiveness is something I just cannot give!

            Forgiveness is something i just cannot give

They say I must forgive them to move on with my life. 

But how does one do that when they caused so much strife

What I went thru when I was a just a child no one should relive

So this i say to you forgiveness is something I just cannot give

And when I got married to him and his vicious violent way

All they would say was he's your husband come what may

So I endured his wild and angry fists till i didn't wanna live

So this I tell to you forgiveness is something I just cannot give

So after the divorce I met someone online who promise to be kind

Well that turned out worse then I thought for love is really blind

So when you say I must forgive you must be damn nieve

Again I say to you forgiveness is something I just cannot give

              Zoeycup

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This has been a poem I've had inside of me since the young age of ten when my life started to decline and it took me 39 years and a lot more strife before I could truley write it and get it off my chest 

      Zoey cup

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my bitterness has made me ugly

My bitterness has made me ugly

By JFarrell

 

My bitterness has made me ugly

And what makes me bitter doesn’t matter anymore

I want to forgive

I need to forgive

It’s the only way I may be able to move on

And I so want to move on

How do I learn how to forgive?

Are there classes?

I don’t believe in god

I tried, I so desperately tried,

But no-one answered back

Or maybe I just wasn’t listening.

 

But..

Today

I recognise and state that

I need to forgive

Is this the first step?

I so hope so.

 

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

first steps

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Washed Away

Folder: 
Favorites

 

Mistakes of the past,
Created by misfortune,
And misjudgment,
Today are washed away.

 

Powerful strikes,
Break the layers,
Cut us down to size,
Restore us to new.

 

Water droplets,
Fall gently, then firm,
Spontaneously reminding,
Not to be predictable.

 

Welcome to the storm,
Nature’s forgiveness,
Apology,
Ending,
Fresh start.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

In honor of our January thunderstorm today.

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