Soppy reflections

I know I should love you,
but by the way I act it seems I dont,
I hope this doesnt mean I wont,
cause in you I have all I could want.

I am in-decisive and lukewarm,
even though many times I have been warned,
my heart is cool, only occasionally warm,
I wallow in myself ,while my rebellion you mourn.

My focus is on the things below,
whilst you are found in the things above,
I seek pleasure in the temporal,
whilst all I could be lies in your permeance.

I dream of love found with pretty women,
but what love compares to yours,
With you I could have so much more,
Instead of I am a wanderer, lost and poor.

I lie afloat in a boat without oars,
I see the helping hand which could only be yours,
My pride causes me to rebutt your assistance,
but still you remain with unimposing persistance.

In my head I know you love me,
In my heart things are otherwise,
Maybe thats the cause of my infidelity
or just plain stupidity.

It should be all about you,
but lately its been all about me,
Move, shake and captivate me,
I dont wanna be the mess I used to be.

Little Drummer Boy

Orders, Orders and more Orders,
The General and his army of one,
Some orders absolutely pointless,
Others with a convoluted visible purpose,

Why eat in the dark on a pitch black night?
Why switch the light off to only switch it back on?
Why ring the bell if you have a key?

Why turn off the fryer, after frying some chips?
Why go to sleep early on a work night?
Why bother washing dishes?

Some days I bite my tongue,
Convinced that its for the best.
Ignoring the advice of the rest,
Nulling their protests with whispers of its for the best.

Other days I manage to mutter a protest,
But by my sense of duty it is soon silenced.
Or if not by duty, by hands raised,
Whilst I dream up my escape.

Broken Man

Every day, the world caves in a little closer,
The shouts get a little louder,
Lonely starry nights get a little colder,
And still I grow older,

She lies in the other room,
Even though once we were side by side,
Now we slumber separated by solid walls,
though we still make audible each others calls,

He yells and screams like I was not his father,
He tutts and struts and wishes we could be miles further,
I remember when he first arrived and I cradled him in my arms,
Now I disown him as my son despite the ties that bind,

I blame it all on the first born,
He rebelled first and the other always follows,
Despite the shed tears and the broken photo frames,
Me and the first have an understanding but the other is lost to me,

Luckily, the second born still does what I tell him,
My faithful little trooper come what may,
Loyal to the end, solid and dependable,
But even sometimes thats debatable,

I wasnt lying when I said it was caving in,
Somedays I lie in bed, afraid to let the sunshine in,
The doctors tell me, I am losing my mind.
I dont agree, but what about the ties that bind?

This is a copy of something I saw on some other people's blogs, so I decided to be a sheep and follow the trend.

150 things I am thankful to God for. I only made it to 100.Not in any particular order, its just the order I thought them up in.

1. The Bible
2. Girls
3. Music
4. my parents house
5. my bros
6. Jars of Clay
7. Good sermons
8. A mind to work stuff out with
9. The Holy Spirit
10. Coffee
11. Nathan Rhys' good looks
12. Dave Irvine's wisdom and creepyness. only jokin.
13. Sunshine
14. Computers
15. Being able bodied
16. Clothes
17. Newspapers
18. Television (Not always a positive in my life)
19. Good wholesome humour ( Heard aim to reach)
20. Mobile phones
21. Good books
22. Mum and dad
23. Radios
24. Talk radio shows
25. Mat Kearney
26. Buses
27. People who give free lifts: John Steptoe and Dan Hames
28. Funny people :Neeloy, Amit, Kush and Neil C
29. Football
30. MSN
31. Leicseter Cu
32. Jonny Relay
33. The Pad man (Patrick Sinclair)
34. Stu Lawes
35. Vince Chu
36. Jake Huckle
37. Graham Beynon
38. People at Avenue
39. Ruth Shep's comedic talents
40. Jenna's funny ways (Thanks to her,bruised bananas dont seem 2 bad)
41. Bee's thoughtfulness
42. Pears
43. Apples
44.Block G, Elms Rd
45. Block C, Elm Rd
46. London
47. Leicester
48. Chris Wilmott
49. Good Christian examples
50. People who feed me ( Thanks Mum, Dave, Kush and Jenna)
51. Mama (my gran)
52. My extended family
53. Rainy days
54. Stars
55. The moon
56. Silence
57.Cool evening breeze
58. Beds
59. Humour
60. Stargate SG1
61. Prank Calls
62.Pretty smiles
63. Not so pretty smiles
64. Being a guy
65. Harlesden
66. Barbershops
67. Weave (random thought, dont use the stuff oviously)
68.People you can call when you are feeling down
69. Good friends
70. Sleep
71. Other guys
72. Warmth
73. Chocolate
74. Peanut butter
75. Vegetables
76. Gari
78. Rice
79. Guitars
80. Coloured socks
81. Clocks
82. Forum Shah, Rachel Van Gundy, Hannah Compton, Sim Chung Tang
83.Cds
84.Uni
85. Christian websites
86. John Stott
87. Jon Bates and the IBF family
88.The Green cafe crew
89.Shoes
90.Cars
91. Creation
92.The mistakes I have learnt from
93. Human diversity
94.Individuality
95.Anti perspirant
96. Shin pads
97.Irons
98.Beautiful things
99. Not so beautiful things
100. Everything or everyone I have forgotten ( I guess I am been dipolmatic, but I got so much I take for granted that I should be thankful for).

Thank you God. Help me to value the things and people you have given me and help me always to remeber that you are the source of all good things. Amen

Hello!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Welcome to my third Blog Planet O. Hopefully this one will last longer than the other two.

Happy reading

Keeks