my strenght
deliverance of my strength
rising up to the melody
of my weakness
confidence and robust trust
with you I am melted
reduced to the submission
of my indomitable will
relentlessly yet yielding
into the claws of your dominance
impaired and restrained
I am swimming
in the wilderness of obscurity
with the intensity of abominable
and injurious apathy
I am, for once, dwindling
in the plight of the wind
dignity and pride escape me
but not losing sight
of the last drop of hope
I will hang unto
and as the seagulls
fly over me one more time
halfway buried
in the arid heat of the sand
as their eyes pierce me
with disdain and contempt
advancing towards my harmed
and languid body
I will not laugh, nor will I cry
but stand on my last ounce of force
shout back...
"is this all you've got?"
and while bleeding halfway to death
I will not give up!!
I will gather back all my strength
and with my fist curled up to the sky
believing one last time-
this is my one and only life..
only me can save me
from my own self destruct
and with the choirs of the angels
I rise up
with my will intact
never to lose this battle
I will fight back
because...
my strength is unbroken
my hope is unyielding
my love is forgiving
and I...am still standing
fighting, with all my strength
until my last breath is charged
there is no other way.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: May 2014
About this poem:
I am celebrating the 2nd year of my clearance from the call of my rare cancer, (one in a million) when I was given at most 90 days to live, yet again. My 6 specialists and the one I love then, went through with me step by step until the last moment of the remarkable call, that miraculously, I was not only healed but like nothing ever afflicted me..My gratefulness forever with whom lent me his heart, mind and soul on this journey. And to all of you on here who were all there for me. Thank you all guys. Tears are running wild at the moment creating my own OCEAN OF JOYS to be still with you.
Thank you always..
a new strength found when defeat is unyielding
strong and unforgiving
but your presence is inspiring
and your love is the crown of my hopes
Shared not for sympathy, I am way past that...But for all to know that life is good...and beautiful, when we feel the sun's warmth, believe it. Life is short...Spend it usefully and gratefully. No matter how bad it is or was, IT IS STILL A VERY BEAUTIFUL LIFE..
Thank you all..
Comments (21)
My hat is off to you on this one,
I think to be a survivor, you need
huge inner strength.
Superb positive write !
Mick.
First class from start to finish... A very inspiring read.
Thank you for the sublime show of strenght, from your wonderful heart Amazing...
Martina xxx
very nice poem I like it thanks for sharing
Ken
Thanks
Love your poems, too. Take care..
Your comments my dear beautiful brother is always appreciated..
Inspirational to say the least.
Phyllis
of your faith. And faith is the magic of the stars..which
you are.
Cafe
Kathy
Thank you.