Poem: Frustrated At Myself

I carryA heavy burden.Feel the cold chillDown my spine.The weightOf all my hopesDashed.All my loveIn vain.I am notStrong enough;Wise enough;Smart enough;Loving enough;To be a good friend.For her to accept meTo love me.Oh!If onlyI could beA little bit strongerA little bit better.There are timesWhen I curseThe factI’m a marked man.WiredThe way I am.“Oh Lord,”I cry,“What purposeContinue reading “Poem: Frustrated At Myself”

Poem: Screw Up

Heart clenchedTears fill my eyesThroat swells.I can’t breatheGut tied in knots.How do I keepTrying and failingAlways screwing upAlways failing short?HowOh howIs anyoneEver going to be ableTo love me?So imperfectSo foolishSo idiotic.I long so muchTo not feel this pain.To not be so aloneTo have someoneTo hold me tightTo remind of the light.But for nowAll I seeContinue reading “Poem: Screw Up”

Poem: Fool’s Love

I am a foolConstantly fallingConstantly failing.LovingBut not being loved.There is a time to embraceAnd a time to refrain from embracing.Seems to meAll too oftenLove requires meTo let goRefrain fromComfort of warm embrace.When I look at herOr even think of herMy heart clenchesTears wellSoul painsAt all that wish to beAll that I can’t be.Oh!Unrequited love!How foolishContinue reading “Poem: Fool’s Love”

Poem: What I Do For A Living

People always ask meWhat I do for a living.Wanting an answerThey can understandSomething definedBy wealth and stabilityBy age-old understanding.So I say to them“I’m setting up my own businessDoing office work from home”.But if I am honestThat is work more than livingLeading me towards deathNot life giving.I yearn to sayI amA Tai Chi practitioner,Christian mystic ,Swimmer,Continue reading “Poem: What I Do For A Living”

Poem: Skinny Dipping

I strip off my clothesSacred momentOf undressing.AnticipationFilling my heartI jumpOff the dockWind whistlingAcross my naked skin.I plunge beneathThe still waterEngulfed immediatelyIn pleasant bubbles.I swimTo the surfaceTake a breathAnd revelIn primal glory .Funny howA small changeCan feel so different.The waterDoes not careAbout the fatOn my belly,Or the sizeOf my dick,Or how tallI stand.It embraces allLightens all.TheContinue reading “Poem: Skinny Dipping”

Poem: All Comes Down To Love

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”

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”