Poetry 4

Intoxicated

Sweat slowly trickling down my spine

Instigate sensations

Mimicking the gentle play of fingertips

Idly paving patterns

Leading landmarks to my soul

The secret rhythm to which my heart responded

Like no other

Synchronised to perfection

Moulded bodies in unison

- Kimika Prawl

My sister

My sister is very rude

but she is very bright in school

She is not very good in Mathematics

And is not very good at using her tactics

My sister loves her Bible study

And she also loves money

She likes to provoke me

But her love for me will always be

She always thinks I am writing foolishness

But I feel she thinks it's the best

My sister is very kind

She likes to play with me all the time

My sister likes to buy

And keeps her room like a pig sty

But I love her with all my heart

And of me she is a part

- Melea and Jessica Campbell

Holy spirit, fall on me

Let tiny droplets from your glory

fall on me

I am dry and lonely, feeling isolated

Holy Spirit

fall on me

Fill the empty spaces of my soul

run down the dry cracks of my hope

and massage my faith with the oil of joy

Holy Spirit

fall on me

Many a time I await your arrival

time after time after time I look for

the shadow of your overwhelming presence

and the electrifying touch from

your garment of glory

I look at my watch

I peek at my clock

awaiting the sprinkling of your

Holy Spirit on me

To gather the pieces of my brokenness

to conjoin them in perfect marriage

Wash away my troubles

that will annihilate all my struggles

Teach me how to show love, receive love

Discern the falsification of love, the manipulation around love

The cause of love, the price of love but most of all

Show me your love

- Daron Smith

Story of my life

I've seen failure, I've seen success

I've mingled with the worst, I've been among the best

I make time for God, I sometimes neglect

I've been forgiven but sometimes regret

I've been so angry, I've been so sad

I've been so hungry, I've been so glad

I've been discouraged, I've been on cloud nine

I'm tardy a lot, but on time sometimes

I wish to be someone, I'm glad I'm me

Sometimes I cry, sometimes I'm free

I love the created, I love to create

I love to love, I despise hate

I like to be lauded, I try my best

I'm lazy sometimes, sometimes I'm stressed

Sometimes I feel pretty, sometimes I don't care

I like to be alone, but I like my friends near

I've been much

I'd like to be

I'm God's creation

I love me

- Francina Cousins

Pain's protection

Is it possible to care too much

To love, to cry, to repress your self-confidence and such?

Because of that one person's opinion of you and your actions

You tend to live in fear, doubt unwilling to give a reaction

Protection is what you provide to this harsh lover

Who in return pushes and pulls you in and out, delivering cover

Aware of what they are

Their arrogant, cruel, ugly, beautiful core

And you, in your lifetime role as masochist, go begging for more

- Yanique Taylor