A mind full of somebody else

The leaves go pale when winters near

And trees do tremble when fires burn.

Fishes mourn the evaporating sea

And darkness does pray the light away.

Whatever fear may bring a tear

I shall fair for the rest of my years

Because I have a mind full of somebody else.

K.Oni  

We could never be more than friends

She killed me with kindness

now I can't heal myself with a will

my love was only a dream

we could never be more than friends.

I stay up late to think

so I can sleep the days away

every-time I looked at you

you were always looking away

we could never be more than friends

Can I live with all this feeling? The pain is intensely deep

and the one who can relieve really don't care.

So I try to stay busy, can't be all alone with my thoughts

Because I might do something really wrong.  

We could never be more than friends. 

K.Oni

Sin waits to swallow me

Sin waits to swallow me, All the day

lurking, marking to fall my steps, On me

it shines its oppressive rays, waiting to

kill my soul. It drenches me with taunts 

of woe, that I my flesh should feed not 

starve, for when all is said and done, 

grace will abound all the more. 'No, sin,' 

the spirit in me replies, 'iniquity shall 

bring no psalms of joy, but obedience 

shall kindly yield, the heart a happy 

bliss, 

even though the flesh begins to die, for

eyes were made to gaze at God, and 

hands were made to ask for more. As 

long as I dwell in this redeemed tent, 

then I shall war till He safely meets his 

Lord.'

K.Oni

I remember her with all the nice smells contained in the world

I remember her with all the nice smells contained in the world. Whenever the lightness of her memory slips into my little sickly heart, I cannot help but smile and think of those happy hours when we talked and drank and she laid on me the cares of all her heart. I listened as best as any man could, but never was I sufficient to leave her with wisdom. Nay, such a task was to great for me for she was such a woman of the very best kind. Her eyes always pure as I saw them, and golden as the fading sun. She was a friend among friends, a delight among pleasures. But I think not of her so often, for I know I shall remember that day, yea, that ill day not fit for any man to meet, where our departure would be forever and certain things could not be. I wished her farewell but only in my mind, for the opportunity was never at hand to say goodbye. We shall meet again when night shall never engulf the day.

K.Oni

Content to know that I am of no beauty

I am content to know that I am of no beauty, of no prize to any soul living. i am content because my security lies in no such changing things. My entire hope and security is this, namely that I am loved by God, the Son of God and the Holy Spirit. SHould the whole world hate me and count me a vile thing, I would not so much be heart broken as to find out that God hates me. If that ever was so, that I was found now to be unloved by God, Then I shall eagerly come before the courts of heaven and plead to be out of existence, for only this I cannot deal with, namely that God should forsake me. 

His love is that love that is better than wine, it outshines all other love. It is love that remedies me from all of my despairs and misery. it is this love which reaches me where no other loves could. it is that love which cancels all of my sins and bestows me with an unfailing righteousness. O I calm that I am of no beauty, no nothing, but I am exceedingly glad in this, that God loves me. O count this not a crutch, you who believe not in God, count this not a means to support a weakness as if to pity me. Nay, indeed I am weak and very much so, but it is true, and if it is true then it is real as much as a real thing could be.

K.Oni

When my love on a wings bird flew

When my love on a wings bird flew

To reach beyond the light that shone blue

I quickly marched my life to the grave 

Mourning with all pain my lover's leave.

K.Oni

Drowning my thoughts

Is this my life

Is this all I am

a failure

never reaching my potential

perhaps this was all I was capable of.

Grind it down

gently put it into the water

Drink it softly

Eyes closing

Fainting from life

This I contemplate

Could never do

So I bury my mind in the music.

Drowning my thoughts

K.Oni