Broken

"It is better to have loved and lost than to have never loved at all"
"All love is unrequited."
It is better to have loved that to have never loved. Love is a necessary thing. Necessary for us to live. We can not live without love. While it is better it is pain with which we live when love is not returned or found. " It is not good that man should be alone" We were made to have another part to our lives. We as men were born missing a part of us with which we are incomplete without. We are missing a rib and without it we are missing a part of ourselves. Missing that rib is painful and as we grow older without it we know more how much we can not live without it. We may live out our lives without that life.
A more painful truth is finding that part of ourselves that we are missing, that rib, and not being able to join with it, with her, as is our hearts greatest need and desire beyond our union with God Himself.
Love itself is not the cause of pain, love is beautiful and perfect but the necessity of holding it back and not finding it where one knows it  should be is a great pain. It requires a great force to hold back the fury of nature, the winds and waves, fire and earthquakes but it is nothing compared to the force of love and to hold it back is a pain the likes of which the world itself knows nothing about.
I stand here a lowly man, a humble servant of my creator who placed me on this world whose pain is great from holding that everlasting force, love, back and from the hole created when that love can not be found and is not returned. I stand naked to the elements, bare, completely vulnerable to the world, crushed by the invisible force of which the furies of this world can not compare waiting to be crushed by the seemingly inevitable consequence of this beautiful perfect force of love.
I stand on weak legs ready to fall only to be crushed by its power. All I can do is stand and recieve my missing part or be crushed. Though I swore I would not give up, I stand broken now giving in and giving up. a failure a poor and desolate man. My only saving grace, my Creator, and hope that I might not be crushed but be saved and strengthened by the hope that only love can bring.
I give up. I am broken. Lord you are my only sanctuary and I will follow you alone if I must but I pray and hope for your providence and in hope wait on your will that one day my love be unrequited no more, that I will be made whole by the one you made for me and me for her.

Insanity of 3

If three is a charm
Then we strike out because our efforts failed
To continue to try leads to insanity
For that is simply continuing to fail
Expecting a different result
But then what of hope and persistence
Should we not get back up and ride
Are we not made stronger by the fall?
Yes! We are if we get up, but not if we are broken
Love does not hurt or kill us
What we do in loves name is Dangerous
love unreturned is having lost the battle
Painfully we walk from the field
Beaten and tattered looking forward with hopes
One day, I'll make it home.

Love like God

It is not about whether he loves you or she loves you or even just love. Love is easy, we were created to love and be loved. But love has become perverted by our sin. Are we loving as God does? We can not love in the entirety or with the depth that He does but we were created to love Like He does. Do you love your boyfriend or girlfriend, husband OE wife like Christ loves? Are you loved by your other like God loves you? That is love. Everything else is a shadow or perversion of the real thing.
- Jonathan Gomez

Thank you Jesus

This is a break from the normal poetry.
I just have to say that I seem to have learned a lot so far in 2013. Reading the posts from times before I realize that I just didn't get it. Not saying that I do now but seriously?! I had no Idea what love really was.......Ok I did but not the kind of love that I was seeking and seeking to give. I am still learning but I am not learning from my own feelings or from a woman. Mind you I am realizing a lot from the love I have for a woman but I am not learning love from that I can only see it. I learned and am learning it from God and the way He loves us and the way that Jesus loves us. If the love between a man and a woman is not like that between God and us (Not the same as. We can not love the same that God loves but we can try to and can love like or similarly to the way God loves.) then it is not the way that it should be.

God calls men to love his wife as Christ loves the church and gave himself up for her. It is a self sacrificing love for her glory and salvation. Jesus came to save and to serve and to love. God pursues us all through scripture as we need to pursue our wife not just to make her our wife but to keep her and make her feel wanted and needed and Romances. The bible is a love letter to all of humanity. It is filled with Gods love, romance, adventure, humor, beauty, strength, Masculinity and Femininity. If we are to understand love we need to be looking to the expert. Not our own desires. Seek Him and you will find it. Seek a man or a woman or things and they will always elude. Seek God and He will add these things to you.

Thank you Jesus

I will not wait

I will not wait and sit idly by
As you pass through this world by and by
As you live and build your life
As you hide from and prepare for love
Some might wait for you to conquer your fear
Or wait as you build a career
Boys sit by and hope for a chance
Hoping you pick them with lust their eyes burn
I will not wait and sit idly by
Like those without heart and whose metal goes untested
Cowards stand by and wait to be given that which is unearned
I will not wait an sit idly by
I will fight!
With every flower and every kiss
Every look and every touch
Every date and every call
Every day and every hour
I fight for you
I fight your your love
That of my love
I will not wait
I will fight
Fight for the one I would make my queen

Why I look at you

You ask me "What?"
I say "Nothing"
In a moment of weakness I do not tell the truth
I am looking at you
Yo know that I am
 Deep down in side you wonder why
Even deeper still you have hope
that you are beautiful as you long to be
The image of Gods beauty
In all of creation you are his masterpeice
we watch the sunset and then the sunrise
all of the beautiful colors painted in the sky
the leaves that were green turn yellow and orange
flowers start blooming, a color collage
still as we watch them we talk of the beauty
we never wonder why we are looking
but before my eyes you sit a wonder
in natures company you do defy
a more radiant and mysterious beauty
woman I find
The moon and stars and sunset skies are found in your eyes
the petals of roses lay in your cheeks
 the softness of lilies does you skin defy
fields of wheat and valleys of trees are like the flowing hair but not so fine
every day the morning sun shall rise to give light for our eyes
but not hope like the shine of your smile
rivers flow graceful and tight but still the form of your body brings more delight
your heart burns true, more than the most brilliant of flames
more precious than gold mor brilliant than silver
stronger than diamonds and more beautiful too
you sit there and ask me why I am looking at you
It is because you are beautiful
more than I can ever explain

When You Can't feel the Music Anymore

Just another man who works hard in his boots

I go to church and I know Jesus more than most

I've felt heartache, hunger and a lot of pain

I carry my gun, sleep in the sand and cry when my buddies fall

So that my family can sleep sound tonight

Chorus

What do you do when the music has no melody

What do you do when the songs have lost their soul

You listen to them and sometimes sing along

But these songs I know so well mean so little to me

I used to sing and smile and cry to their heartfelt melody

So what do you do when you don't feel the music anymore?

I go back home to mountains I've missed so long

To hugs and kisses from loved ones I ain't seen it's been too long

I smile and tell them that I'm alright

I tell of my good times and cool things I've seen

 I listen to stories of the things that haven't changed

They don't know the things I've done or terror that I have seen

I keep it locked away with feelings that used to be

Chorus

What do you do when the music has no melody

What do you do when the songs have lost their soul

You listen to them and sometimes sing along

But these songs I know so well mean so little to me

I used to sing and smile and cry to their heartfelt melody

So what do you do when you don't feel the music anymore?

I'm far away now with my family dressed in green

A bond unbroken and love unseen

A song comes on the radio it makes me think of home

And I feel nothing It's the dead part of me

I run and fight regardless of the pain

I read letters, my girl is gone, my uncle died, my mamma's sick

But I am far away and I can't do anything

I tuck my letter far away along with the pain

I have a job to do and I don’t feel anymore

Chorus

What do you do when the music has no melody

What do you do when the songs have lost their soul

You listen to them and sometimes sing along

But these songs I know so well mean so little to me

I used to sing and smile and cry to their heartfelt melody

So what do you do when you don't feel the music anymore?

My sacrifice is more than a bullet and a gun

It is the feeling I once felt before I'd gone

I know my heart still beats deep withhin my chest

But no matter how much I try I don't feel anymore

I just push on, do my job and keep you safe regardless of what goes on

So what do I do when I don't feel the music anymore?

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