joses tirtabudi

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joses tirtabudi Poems

121. Ready Defense 12/29/2014
122. What Did I 12/29/2014
123. Your Little Boy 12/29/2014
124. Lying 12/29/2014
125. You Love Me 12/29/2014
126. Counter-Invasion 12/29/2014
127. How Do I Hate Thee 12/29/2014
128. Inside 12/29/2014
129. A World Away 12/29/2014
130. Back From The Dead 12/29/2014
131. Find My Way Home 12/29/2014
132. Love Is Not A Feeling 12/29/2014
133. Heart Broken 12/29/2014
134. Ready 12/29/2014
135. Legends 12/29/2014
136. Childish Things 12/29/2014
137. Ramblings 12/29/2014
138. Just A Dream 12/29/2014
139. No Peace 12/29/2014
140. Halfway 12/29/2014
141. Simple 12/29/2014
142. Empty Talk 12/29/2014
143. Weary 12/29/2014
144. Under The Bridge 1/2/2015
145. Holiest Of Holies 1/2/2015
146. Happy New Year 1/2/2015
147. How I Feel 12/29/2014
148. All I Want 12/29/2014
149. Dark And Light 12/29/2014
150. What We Were 5/23/2013
151. Big Boys Don'T Cry 2/26/2013
152. Praying Man 1/21/2013
153. Start Of Something Beautiful 12/30/2012
154. Light Up My World 11/29/2012
155. Lonely Road 6/23/2012
156. All 2/5/2012
157. Kiss The Dirt 5/26/2012
158. Hurting People 4/12/2012
159. Ghost Of You 2/26/2012
160. Today Is A Busy Day 1/25/2012

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Jesus Walking On Water

Twelve disciples in a boat
Doubting it would float
Master had left them alone
Drifting the seas in a storm
Then they saw a figure
Slowly getting bigger
A spirit, they fear
but that's not what they hear
Jesus, walking on water
Saying 'Have faith, don't falter.'
Peter leaps to his feet
'If it be thou, me bid! '
The boat rolled from side to side
The wind howled hard
'Come, ' beckoned Jesus
Peter focused his eyes on Christ
Stepped out into the unknown
He with his faith alone
One step, then two
Amazed at what he could do
But the waves and...

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Darness Of My Heart

Quaint little house, oh, so spotless white,
So innocent, clean and pure, bathed in light.
Inside this house, so cosy and fine,
This house is my heart — this house is mine.
Wherever the sunlight touches, quite clean,
But in the dark shadows, demons unseen.
In here lives a tortured man — the real me.
Every day I fight myself — fight to be free.
In here are my thoughts, the gross and vile,

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