The heart a magnificent work of art, amazing in its design, if you follow it you will shine, cause it’s for much more than pumping blood it carries very real feeling of sympathy and love. It also has compassion in many forms and fashion.
The heart can also show affection or it can show rejection for its own protection. But hatred, well, that’s from the way we think which can bring you to the brink and cause tremendous strain because the heart is contrary to the brain.
SO many times we follow the brain and not the heart, when we see the results we don’t feel so smart. I should’ve, would’ve, could’ve is the sad song we sing when we look in the mirror and feel that awful sting.
Now that true feeling in your heart, that comes from The Lord, those feelings you can trust but what the brain thinks it feel, is just plain lust. You see your heart was made beautiful but it’s being stalked by a shark
If you let it be devoured it will go dark. SO be very careful, if to hatred you submit you are putting yourself in danger of falling into the pit. For He knows our brain all to well and can be put into a spell, heartache and pain is what He’s looking to inflict
And He knows our brain is easy to be tricked. SO listen to your heart, guard and treat it right cause there’s a battle going on and it’s between DARKNESS AND LIGHT.
SO I say again my friend hang with The Good Lord until the end and in time you will find that YOUR HEART IS AN EXTRAORDINARY WORK OF ART.
I once was walking in the dark , I thought I was living the life. Thank goodness for Rehab. They started to set thing right, It was there I found The Lord and and saw the Light. Now these poems I started to see and hear. When they come in sight I write. Thank You LORD. Now all the other, the past is, how they put it. Just water under the bridge. GONE. Never to return. Now I am Just a laid back kind of guy, Who's about to spread his wings and fly away to a brighter day.
I look to the sea viral implications take me to the surf along the rocky ledge leads to an old abandoned house you hear the intense pounding of the waves outside a cobblestone walkway lines the entrance to the inclosure
My heart took deep seat. Relaxing in the comfort of plush cushion. Neck twisted, head tucked comfortably in the nook of the chair. A glass of water sitting on the edge of the coffee table next to the remote control. T.V Turned
Lost under the spell you cast on me, Torment me with what was never meant to be, Don’t you see what I see It’s just that you love me. You’re beautiful,you’re mind is pure To a disease named love you’re