When tears dare fall But only manage to well In your eyes, blurring vision and all you can handle Is a sigh, nothing more as heart feels stabbed by a dagger plunged deep into your very soul
senses break down whole being numbed like burning candles weakeness overcomes jelly-like knees succumb the pull of the ground so strong a force for a weakened one
don't give in don't give up pause a minute breath in and out send a prayer Up above Rest your weary soul laden with so much sore
Dare not forget There's One not very far He sees your heart He reads your mind He hears your cries He feels your pain For you are His Own precious kid
Sobbing is your voice! And tears are your words! Never discount Nor under estimate The power of a language Only He best understands!
gtc2013
"There is more dignity in having the ability to suffer in silence and acknowledge consequences of my mistakes rather than pointing fingers"...gtc2013
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Posted: Jul 2013
About this poem:
I pray a lot and at times cry...not a lot...but just so I can purge the undesirable out...I prefer doing this over indulging in pointless arguments or making others feel guilty when I don't get what I want...
This is a beautiful and inspirational poem Kathy it is good to cry sometimes , and it is good to pray for courage and strength to face the trials we have to face in life "don't give up and don't give in " Wonderful poetry ! Warm regards --Fiona
Hi, orientalkoru, Never discount Nor under estimate The power of a language... Certainly, one can both find and provide comfort with language, even when tears are your words! Thanks for sharing.
Hi Joy...thanks a lot Joy...people like you makes this corner worth dropping in now and then....and thanks for taking the time to read my simple poems...really appreciate it...
so true Chrissie, thanks a lot...glad you loved it...sorry for this very late acknowledgement...I have tried to stay out of here for personal reasons...
Hi Ken...thank you for your comment...I guess every once in a while one has got to scribble something cathartic ...I reckon it's like spring cleaning... thanks agian
@darkhorse555...thank you for taking the time to read and leaving a comment...very much appreciated..
RedexNorthumberland, England UKOct 24, 2013
The only way is forward we can not change whats past or it will eat you inside out. I step around hills knowing I cannot climb them, The walk around the hill took longer but was grand.
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it is good to cry sometimes ,
and it is good to pray for courage and strength to face the trials we have to face in life
"don't give up and don't give in "
Wonderful poetry !
Warm regards --Fiona
Never discount Nor under estimate The power of a language... Certainly, one can both find and provide comfort with language, even when tears are your words! Thanks for sharing.
Regards
Bill
so true Chrissie, thanks a lot...glad you loved it...sorry for this very late acknowledgement...I have tried to stay out of here for personal reasons...
Bill thank you once again...always appreciate your straight-forward comments...much appreciated.. sorry for taking me so long to get back here...
Keep writing!