My little glass heart...

I used to think my heart was made of stone,fibre and hard rock...
I never thought anyone could infiltrate the corners if this lifeline of me,
that anyone could break through the delicate part of mine I'd shielded from the world
That was until I met-them.


They came in all forms-friends-dotting friends, family, men...they promised me the world, swore their loyalty to our friendship or rather what I deemed to be ''friendship''
They gave me their trust and naturally, I was compelled to give them mine...
Little did I know that most of them only had self in mind and ''little miss friendly-yours truly, featured nowhere...
They lied, gossiped, hurt and slandered,
they sourced the rumors and deceit
yet had the nerve to look me in my face,
Stare deep into my countenace as of everything was okay...


That was when I realized that what I believed to have been of stone was nothing more than a piece of glass-so beautiful, yet so fragile and sensitive
They shattered it into millions of tiny minute fragments, with each causing me to bleed inside and hurt, with every step I seemed to make forward...


Through it all, I always heard a still soft voice whisper in my ear-comforting words when I needed them, inspiration when i felt helpless and strength when I felt weary..
Alongside that still soft voice came a warmth so tender and calm...something immeasurable and I could not comprehend...


I decided to pick up my pieces and keep walking on, without looking back...
That still soft voice was always there and the calmness didn't depart, not even for a split second
This voice was like a friend, who would carry me each time I fell,
and would urge me on when the weakness set in
I came to realize that all along,it was you-Lord, you saved me...


You mended my little glass heart
and gave me something to live for,
You gave my life wholeness and meaning,
You filled the empty spaces in my life and put a smile on my broken face
You healed my scars and wounds, and erased all evidence of pain and anguished from me...


You were my friend when the world deserted and mocked me,
They laughed at my Jesus, saying you were only a facade but I knew better, I held onto you because apart from you I can do nothing.


Lord you've taken me from the bottomless pit of despair, loneliness and self-pity
and carried me in your warm strong arms, to a realm of joy, peace and grace in you...I would never trade anything in the world for this..
I'm holding onto you- to carry me, lead me, guide me and to help me live for you...ALWAYS,
it doesn't matter what they say,
it's okay if they throw rocks and stones my way
to break my little glass heart, because they'll be flung right back at them, since you surround me...


Lord on my own, I am helpless.
I need you-always have,always will
The satisfaction I get from knowing you is like none other on this earth
You've seen me through my darkest and brightest moments, yet you never changed or left me; you accepted my imperfections and forgave my iniquities
-a love I've never known.


Take over my life;
and guard my little glass heart
-this my humble prayer to you dear Lord.

Love at its best!!

My heart aches for you
you're not here with me,
how I wish you were
to keep me warm and safe
and to paint that beautiful smile on my face
and wrap your arms around me
..plunge those soft pink lips into mine,
let that moment never end..
hold me and tell me you love me and don't let go...
let's look at the moon and stars
twinkling magically in the silence of the night,as you rub your strong built arms on my feeble ones,
Pull me close to your muscular bosom,
and gaze deep into my eyes...and let this perfect moment last forever,
I love you and will do what you ask..
You captured my love, just like I did to yours,
Hold onto me forever...even in death, and please,please don't let this ever end.....


*Blink,blink* I wake up...it was just but a dream; A dream I wish could come true, and last for eternity...!!!

A place called Home

It used to be my shelter,

my solace when I was cold,

my refuge when I was worn

and a comfort when I was torn

I would run there when the world turned against me,

when friends became foes,

all I had in mind were my woes,

All the same, this place was like heaven,

Peaceful,warm and safe

A place I wouldn't trade for anything or anywhere...

However, as time went by, this place changed..

it became icy and multiplied my pain

all I felt was anguish and strain

Whenever I set foot there...

I hardly longed to return

but I had to, since I had nowhere else to go,

It killed me inside,

yet there was little I could about it..

Nothing except pray,

that someday I would break out of my nest, and fly away...

Away from the place I called home...