Friday, August 10, 2012

Time for a New Mind

I'm stained my mind
How long that stayed there, I don't know
But it's taken a while to stick around

I want a new one

Tuesday, January 10, 2012

A truer mirror

There are endless loops in infinity
So it goes,
A dream I once had, plays over
another dream I once had before, I froze
But I see again my reflection
In a tortured soul like your own,
I see myself deja vu
In yours Staring black tea-stained eyes like mine
hearing the same words I've heard before
Ago, ago, and agos

Why do you revisit me, my old soul?
Through another, like you always would, You would
Reiterate my words, my wounds, my wars
Why do you search for yourself in my soul,
You other?

Feeling, Lord, bring healing to our souls.
Restore us unto the image which we bear
In truth, in Your story
Don't be worried, please. don't be sorry
My brother, my sister, my foe
His image is yours, you are His glory, it is yours.
To behold

Wednesday, December 07, 2011

FIGHT the urge to judge; she is finding her own canvas
Jesus

Lost in Her Mind

can we find her? the beautiful one
she's nowhere to be found
she's the little one who's gotten lost inside her own mind

I want a friend that sees the freedom that I do

I'm no schizo but a pro

I'm revisiting an old site, filled with land mines
They are silent when they sting
but triumphant as a fearless foe
I've begun to reintroduce to myself the
revelations of old, the Renaissance of reinvention
Renovated the dollar bill
into a sacred mold.

A cipher I've decided,

She is a silent pro
digy diligent, masking her authority
Mindscapes and heroine capes
Flying through a ferocious escape
makes no mistakes
breaks former fakes
Because I'm not lying about my mental escapades.

Just hidden too far down
but eventually find my laugh, spirit-filled.

Saturday, December 03, 2011

Glory to the Host

I've witnessed a barrage of westerners
Winging their way into a self-glorified state
of accomplishment,
But they haven't yet dealt with the histories

which their empire is built upon

the bloodstain cries of massacres
And exploitation.
I'm a raw mind now, but these are ideas
you've never thought of
yet
Until they become PROFITABLE to you.
(I'm speaking now) To the host.

Don't it always happen this way.

Friday, December 02, 2011

Anger is a Secondary Emotion

Fine, I'm angry enough to change
I'm settled enough to jump off
I'm free enough to cry
Finally, I'm being myself again.

we're all the same

I'm not that different from you
but you are different from me
I'm not who you think I am
but you are who you think you are What makes
us different from anyone else on the planet?
That one ill girl, she had rashes on her mind
But you still feel she is less than you
You fools
There are no original ideas
Only a perverted sense of ego

Sunday, May 01, 2011

a Fair Trade

sometimes, I feel cheated.



that the only
thing I got out of
years
of agony
and hidden
pain


is compassion but then I
remember
that compassion is what fills
Your heart
and that
means
that I am


filled




with Your heart

Sunday, April 03, 2011

Known

The best way to know everything
Is to realize that you know nothing
But that the One who knows all
Knows you

afar

I want to be completely honest
I let go of you the moment I saw you
Because I thought memories may wound me again
Like they sometimes do
Though dreams could never revive my hopes
The way God does
I fear
I do dream about you

Sunday, March 20, 2011

Traces

Traces of a life
I've yet to exist
Visit me like a vapor

I strain my neck
To capture its thoughts
And discreetly
They fade away

Wednesday, March 02, 2011

His Voice

I'm brave beneath the mire, You say
Your trust in me produces fire.
I crave Your mysterious touch
Loving me so much, so much
A rush that quenches my deepest desire

My response has never been so right
To the beauty of the face of love
You have found me beautiful in Your sight
And all is well with my soul.

My God

Life is not love without You

The way it's supposed to be

I adore you with all my heart

My beautiful, amazing, brilliant

Maker of the universe

Tuesday, March 01, 2011

Minority complex

You are just as confused as I am
Don't pretend you know yourself,
You multi-ethnic mutt

We came to the States as beggars
You and I,
So what, you have an American mom.
Aren't we acting for the same crowd?
Feel pressure to perform, do you?
Go ahead, release it
Feel the artificial warmth
of applause and public recognition
To appease your aching minority complex.
We've all got one

Trust in the Lord, you say
What do you have to bring?
A monologue, I'm sure.
Another round of holy applause for this clown, please

"Find your own voice" he tells me.
A helpful young cheek, this one
I find many to be just as helpful.
To the hidden people, whose histories have
Been exploded out of their compacted intestines
Brains ripped out and compartmentalized
Into this damn society's grid.

There is no use for you in this world as you are now
Don't let the accolade fool you.
And yes, I'm passive aggressive.
Deal with it.

Monday, December 20, 2010

God is Jealous

Would a heart that is frozen

Bitterly flowing

Endless reminders of pain



Dare to believe once again

And be revived by

Your name that is Jealousy

Monday, October 25, 2010

I let her go, but she is still with me

Who you are truly

Is

An honest woman of great beauty,

A wife of noble character,

A source of endless maternity.

You are filled with love

Warmth

Mercy

Kindness, justice, an advocate and a faithful

Pillar.


But you lost your way somehow,

Forgot the beginning of life

Forsook the hope in my eyes

Forfeited the rights to my heart.


I forgive you,

To the Father

Who deals with all in His grace and love

I’m sorry you had missed out

On the truth of who you really are

And the rest of us through you


I will remember all the few moments

We had when

You touched my heart, and we bled together.

Deep inside, I know you are still alive

I know you are with me.


I believe we will be who we are

One day.

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Invalid

This is the past I say, dare I say
All in the past no more today I feel
no more
You said, don't feel the past
You said, don't feel
The way you feel anymore

Did you hear my voice I ask?
Did you hear your own?

It's never been this open, I tell you
The truth I am
The truth, I am
the truth
You see
Reluctantly

I was so
Lost in what you forgot to see in me
while I was yours to keep, to reflect your self esteem
That you forgot to cry and recall your past, indeed
That you forgot to believe in me
You forgot to believe
in you in me

While you forgot to feel, you killed my love
My dear you killed my love
You fought the will to bleed
While you forgot what's real, you killed my love, my dear
You killed my love
for you for me

Friday, August 13, 2010

What does He see in me

What design did You build in me?
This longing, misdirected,
Silences all devastating pleas.

What fever did You ignite in me
That I would sequester
My own body parts, a gruesome ordeal?
I'd rather bleed and stagger
Than to stumble out of Your presence.

What pleasure do You find in me
That You would remain faithful
To this faithless heart, my Love?

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

The first to die will live to last

Death I do, this is my deed
Indeed this death, to life I bleed
I bled to life, when blood I took
And take His life for mine to lead

A hope to end all hopes on earth
A life more final than its own birth
is what I've found, the day I died
I denied myself to find my worth

No more pain, hunger or thirst
No longer orphans, no longer cursed
For the first shall fall behind to last
And the last shall be found as first