I amLost in the dark.Stuck in a funkTrappedIn a never endingDownward spiral.I clawI struggleI aimTo grow better.To overcomeTo masterMy ownBody and mind.Yet always I fall shortBecome convincedI’m doomedAlways to fail.Never achievingSociety’s expectations.ThenThrough the darknessSpeaks the voiceOf the Lord“It all comes down to love”.At those wordsMy heart feels peaceFor through I struggleTo earn wealthTo succeedIn jobContinue reading “Poem: All Comes Down To Love”
Author Archives: Devin Hogg
Poem: Days Of Loneliness
My heart achesLoneliness fills my days.Mentors fallWalk paths of destruction.Friends struggleFriends drift away.Family remains brokenKept apartBy years of stubborn pride.Everything shiftsNowhere feels like home.Romantic desiresRemain unfulfilledUnexpressed.Only the GoddessRemains always with meInsufficient comfortFor my human soul.I offer up my painPray for strengthTo be found.Choose to hopeDespite all reason.Choose loveThough darkness seemsEver stronger.Loneliness fills my daysBut IContinue reading “Poem: Days Of Loneliness”
Poem: Dishonest Silence
I’m being torn apartHiding my identityKeeping secret my beliefs.Constantly biting my tongueIn interests of peace.Dishonesty I’m practicingIs haunting my sleep.Terror of truthIs spawning nightmares.What can I doTo this conflict?What is rightTo work for peace by surrendering speech?Or to speak my truthRisk consequences unforeseen?To speakOr not to speak?That is my questionIn these days of polar opposition.
On Loving One’s Neighbours and Oneself
“Love thy neighbours as thyself”. These words are at the root of Christianity. First given as a commandment in the Torah, Jesus and Paul both later include them as the root of all Scripture, and all that we are commanded to do as God’s servants on this earth. As Christians, love becomes the yardstick byContinue reading “On Loving One’s Neighbours and Oneself”
Poem: Scars
When I was nineI chasedA soccer ballOnto pavementFocused onlyOn catching it.Did not seeThe basketballEscape the older kidsPlaying on the court.First I knew of itWas whenIt bounced off my headLifted meAll of four feet tallOff the groundInto the air.Glasses flew off my faceI hovered a momentBefore I cameCrashing down.Left wrist bentI lay stillAs the crowd gatheredContinue reading “Poem: Scars”
Poem: Be Silent No More
I walk through the nightRunning from demonsInside my head.HidingFrom pain and shame.I’ve been biting my tongueToo oftenThese past few months.Can’t take it anymoreCan’t keep silentWhen I disagree.Hiding too much of myselfIn my own home.I turn to the LordAsk Her for guidance.She answers me“Speak up.Speak up nowBe silent no more.You focus too muchOn “Live peaceably withContinue reading “Poem: Be Silent No More”
Poem: Mystic Path
On this dayI thank GodFor alwaysBeing there.From the timeI was just a boyGodHas granted meHis Spirit.GuidedAnd strengthenedThrough my feelingsTo the mystic path.Walked itAll my life.Will walk it‘Til I die.Yet in the endIt all reminds meOf what I already know:Choose hopeAnd faithAnd love.Trust my feelingsAll will be well.
Poem: A Man
A manIs not madeBy strength alone.Not definedBy bulging musclesOr rock-hard abs.A manIs not valuedBy the number of womenHe’s slept with.Is not measuredBy how bigHis dick is.What makes a manIs his heart.How loving he isHow hopefulHow faithful.What defines a manIs how openHis mind is.How vulnerableHe’ll let himself become.For a true manIs invaluableMeasureless.We needTo recognizeThe true natureContinue reading “Poem: A Man”
Poem: More Alone
I am walkingA lonely road.FeelingMore aloneThan ever before.YesI have my friendsMy familyPeople who love meWho I love.Yet I am drowningIn a dark tideCrushed by loneliness.I haveNo personTo turn to.God’s comfortSeems slim.I longFor someoneTo hold at night.SomeoneTo remind meWhy lifeIs worth the living.Don’t worryI willKeep on walkingFor I have hope.Hope will lead meTo greater faithTo theContinue reading “Poem: More Alone”
Poem: Naked
I’ve always enjoyedBeing naked.I do not referSolely to sexy timeThough I enjoy that too.NoI’m talking aboutSitting at homeReading a bookWatching TVSleeping in bedPlaying a gameWorking out.EverythingEveryday.I don’t knowWhy this isWhy I just loveTo get nude.MaybeIt’s becauseAs an early psych reportAttestedChoosing clothesCaused meIncapacitating anxietyBefore the age of 9.MaybeIt’s becauseI value honestySo muchAnd there’s somethingInherently honestAbout nudity.MaybeIt’sContinue reading “Poem: Naked”