This piece mixes elements of religion and love, but also aspects that are complete opposites of each other. These last few weeks have put a toll on me but I am glad that they happened because they allowed my true feelings to come through. Comparing a man to Jesus is a huge compliment and I hope they see that whether they be religious or not, because I am not. This poem is really special to me, and I feel that my creativity is growing day by day. This person holds a large piece of my heart and it is up to them to decide whether they want to keep it or destroy it. This man may not be a god but he is close to one. I hope anyone who reads this sees the emotion that I put into it, I enjoy it and consider it one of my favorites.
This man whose soul I see
Was perfection when born
He differs from Jesus
His head bares no thorn
He heals all my wounds
And wipes away my tears
He brings light to my life
And erases all my fears
When people throw him stones
He throws them right back
Within his mind and body
Strength he does not lack
As I lay to sleep at night
It is him I see in my dream
If a nightmare I am having
He wakes me before I scream
He has fixed my broken life
Led me down the right road
He wraps his arms around me
When my body grows cold
He may speak to someone else
I know he really loves me
His beauty and his powers
Allowed me to finally see
He carries a burden of weight
I wish to relieve him of pain
I will not let him be harmed
The ground his blood won't stain
He is special and unique
A gift from the sky above
This man better than any other
Is the one I've come to love
If people are to judge him
For the life that he lives
He takes in all their hatred
Happiness is all that he gives
This man may not be a God
He has set himself apart
If his death were to come
He has me, an extra heart
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