See the sky like a sea rolling with crescent waves crash into the dawn of day. Aurora's tide making the darkness flee. See the puffy islands of white float like buoys in a no-wake zone emerge behind the curtains of night. See the winged fish swimming through waters with ease chasing one another in schools, excitement for life brimming. See the metal monsters - winged, roaring leviathans who lurk in the sky's deep who roams, constantly wanders. See the hungry shark with razor teeth chomp on desires of the heart. Set on selfish destruction swimming in the depths beneath. Justin Farley
Wrestling With Sin A Poem About Sexual Desire Temptation I'm wrestling with sin doing my damnedest not to give in. But I feel my back pinned to the mat knowing that temptation is going to win. My life feels like a chokehold, strangled beneath a force so strong and bold that I've grown tired of attempts to prevent what naturally seems to unfold. In moments of weakness I'm another man - thirsting, yearning to fulfill my body's demands. Oh, how does Mr. Hyde find a way to live under Dr. Jekyll's straight and narrow commands? How do I break free? I know you haven't given up on me, but how do I not give up on myself, so prone to pulls from sin's gravity? Do you understand my dilemma, Lord? Burning with passion, yet unable to unsheathe my sword. My heart longs to do your will but sometimes the cost feels like more than I can afford. Justin Farley
Hello, everyone! I have recently published my first chapbook of Christian poems titled “A Voice in the Wilderness – A Chapbook of Poems about God”. This has been developed and polished over the past six months or so. I am happy with the final product and hope you find encouragement in the poems but also a validation that the spiritual life is not all sunshine and rainbows. We all struggle. We all have periods of questions and/or doubt. But it is the yearning that keeps us coming back for more and allows us to experience joy.
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Love and Lust
Love is an ancient art –
A forgotten antiquity endangered
And on the verge of extinction.
We’ve traded real commitment
For one night stands.
A lifetime friend and partner
For someone willing to let us use them
To satisfy our demands.
Love has become a carnival of lust,
Where feelings control our loyalty,
And we go frolicking through the night
Hopping from ride to ride.
A superstore for selfish desires,
Where we walk down the aisles filling our carts
And shop assured that all products
Can be returned whenever they lose their usefulness.
The media sells love as a stormy passion,
Whipping around the mystery guy or girl,
Where it’s ok to discover their body
Before their heart, yet we weep
And ask, “why me?” when we’re abandoned.
And it’s not fair that you
Should have to control your sexual longing.
One time’s not going to hurt anyone
And you deserve this
Until you have to explain
To your young child why Mommy and Daddy
Aren’t going to be living happily ever after anymore
Because he couldn’t keep it in his pants
Or she couldn’t keep her legs closed.
Our disposable culture
Has trickled down to our relationships,
Ready to upgrade our contracts
Whenever our current one isn’t meeting our needs.
“Until Death Do Us Part”
Has become “Until I Find Someone Better”
or “Until You Lose Your Usefulness”.
We look for love in porn flicks
And under the cover of steamy erotic novels
And get just what we seek out –
A chaotic compilation of broken hearts,
Broken promises, single mothers, and broken families.
The media’s selling it,
And we’re buying
Because our lives are so void of meaning
That we’re willing to do anything to feel again.
We’ve realized expensive toys won’t buy happiness,
But rather than investigating the truth,
We turn our fragile hearts to fantasy,
Thinking it can fill the gaping hole in our hearts
That won’t stop letting in the pain.
Love is not a Velcro strip
You attach when feelings are running high,
Ready to rip it free
The second those feelings die.
It’s a cement bond
That you choose to be molded in,
Cast enclosed with your lover
Through thick and thin,
When seas are calm,
And when the waves crash and roll.
When two people’s lives are stable
And when life leaves you out of control.
Love is not the pretty beauty queen
That you wanted to show off at prom,
But the one you want by your side
When you go to war,
Trusting your life and care in their arms.
The biggest lie is believing
That when we find “the One”
The feelings will never fade.
Feelings are fleeting.
They rise and fall like the sun in the sky.
Love is an act of putting another first –
A surrendering of pride.
But we’ve forgotten how to be servants
And only desire to be served.
We want to be loved,
But don’t want to love.
Because to love means that you’re ok
With being vulnerable.
You place your heart in someone’s hands
And you do your part regardless if they do theirs.
Culture calls that weak,
That we must never open ourselves to pain,
Which is why it’s filled with pessimists,
Safe, caged, and constantly feeling a longing
For something outside of their grasp and understanding.
And it’s the reason they sell lust and not love,
Because love is too scary and real for them,
Because true love is not about fulfilling selfish desires,
But selflessly fulfilling and serving another.
The foundation of love is servanthood.
Unless you lay down the cornerstone,
You’re going to be living under one shaky roof.
– Poem Written by Justin Farley