Unrequited Love

Unrequited Love

When young; we referred to it as a crush;
feelings of love toward another;
we kept it secret; but tended to blush;
in the presence of a potential lover.

Usually, it was said to be merely infatuation;
our heart and mind were confused;
shy and embarrassed; we enjoyed

The Janitor

The Janitor

Most are concerned about family lineage;
conceited and puffed up with pride;
some even supply a false public image;
with the truth hidden inside.

They strut about; holding vacuous titles;
impressing others; their goal;
pretending to stand far above all rivals;
their lies, poison the soul.

Such are

The Sword Of Love

The Sword Of Love

In Eden’s garden; where born to dwell;
a sublime kingdom of thought, above;
a prodigal; banished to an earthly hell;
slain by perfection’s sword of love.

A prodigal heeded a serpent’s temptation;
seeking to usurp the King of Glory;
the serpent had sought

Naked

Naked

Naked we all entered this world;
without blemish or care;
as reality continues to unfold;
we worry over what to wear.

We seek to disguise who we are;
afraid that others might see;
tho you may find the truth, bizarre;
you are a lot like me.

It matters little

Insecurity

Insecurity

Many of us live life, feeling insecure;
feeling there was little to trust;
though the future seemed obscure;
we, at least, thought life just.

As time goes by; we trust very few;
seeing how corrupt people are;
our world; a constantly changing view;
even reality seems bizarre.

Those who

To Be Loved Once More

To Be Loved Once More

I feel, in my soul, so emotionally young;
I so dread what remains in store;
discouraged and sad at what life’s become;
I wish I could love, once more.

Memories remind of those I’d cherished;
some, to love; others; as friends;
many, very

The Observer

The Observer

My life has taken a new perspective;
I don’t even know where to begin;
today; I have become more objective;
I am now an observer; looking in.

I’ve not lost my zeal; life is magnificent;
its wonder and beauty, surrounds;
I’ve simply become a bit

Thoughts Expressed

Thoughts Expressed

Imagination brings forth its image;
thoughts become crystal clear;
from a child of the Master’s lineage;
whispers to a loved one’s ear.

From depths, within; ascends our role;
love’s mystery tends to confound;
eternal love; the purpose of the soul;
God’s whispers; the only

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