My Beloved

My Beloved

The depths of my heart speaks through the words of my mouth.

The thoughts in my head, however, is hidden throughout.

It’s sometimes hard to speak my mind,

Though in the midst of it, I’m sometimes blind.

Blind to the world, as I’m stuck in mine.

Not seeing the many warning signs.

To speak the thoughts I imagine there,

Is more difficult than a showdown affair.

I am numb to the thought that I cannot speak,

The thoughts of You I sometimes squeak.

I know I am not perfect, Lord, but I try to be.

I seek Your guidance now. Please help me.

At times, I feel to burst out into tears,

As I am weak, even down to my hairs.

I am strong, because You made me that way.

Though I sometimes feel I’m too weak to stay.

My body is strong, but my heart is failing,

As my best friend, on Earth, is ailing.

Send Your angels to watch over us,

As in You, we put all our trust.

Please help us in this time of need,

As to You, we solemnly plead.

As we face this world, ruled by men,

We pray You keep us safe, oh Lord. Amen.

Rock, Paper, Scissors

Rock, Paper, Scissors

If we were in different situations, then tell me this.

Would you grant my most earthly wish?

To say I like you, would not be enough,

As what I feel for you, is greater than a crush.

I am distracted momentarily by my thoughts of you,

Then I realise that my wish will never be true.

I admire you in every way.

Just promise me that you’ll always be the same.

Perfect is the way I see you,

If only, you could see it too.

Your smile, charisma, disposition and all,

Keep me grounded, as for you I fall.

Time and space aren’t very good friends of mine,

As to me, they have never been kind.

I wish I could tell you, but I’m afraid I can’t.

As your friendship, to me, is more than my want.