Forgiveness
For Eibhlin
Forgiveness
To the person(s) suffering right now. Remember ask for forgiveness and forgive yourself also.
just incase....
Just incase... the world should end. I've made a few friends, Some relationships came and went. Some, endured to the very end. Other relations could not mend. No animosity, to any of them. It's just life, how things begin & sometimes end.
Parting Ways
My fingers touch the outline of her lips... stopping in mid-sentence, she declares nothing more is to be said. Like beads falling from a string, each moment seems to fall silently to the ground... lost and trammeled under the sand... a gift con
For Liam
I've met another trapped soul. A man friend seven years younger than myself who has made a life that traps him into manifesting outwardly someone entirely different from what he feels inside and wants despiriately to let out. No simple sad coincidence that he works as a jailer in the "Department of Corrections". One wonders who the prisoners actually are.
Heart Of The Night
There is so much meaning in this poem and I wish I could know what others get from it. I've already been asked what I was thinking when I wrote it. As you can tell, many things. My life, my mom, how it is for us alone when night comes. Thoughts?
Sage of Rage
It'll do. Happy birthday, Mama... Still polishing what you started.
You an me
Still seeking forgiveness for an emotional mess this lady was after a very brief relationship with her ..........I covered this in an earlier poem titled "Forgiveness"......
choice
sometimes i need help...
a letter to myself
feeling lone, not to trust 100% in someone
our row
for George C and Sally W submitted for Ladybee42's contest, post your own by Sunday 14, Aug 2011 at: http://www.connectingsingles.com/groupforumthread.aspx?g=906&t=2743
remember me
Memories
If only....
If only tears were not stinging my eyes I might find more than just your lies If only memories of the past would hold I might believe the words you’ve recently told If only the hands of time would turn back I wouldn’t feel in a mood so black If
Swoon of love though
FICTION.It is about online 'love' full of uncertanty...
a year past this day
Page rage has a beginning and end....when one questions the root.
To the Wife and Girlfriend Bashers
* I have zero respect for any "man" who uses violence against a woman...
God...
God please help me to forgive and forget Those who hurt me so much Bring again in my soul The light and purity of innocence Stolen by that man Help me to forget And go ahead.
distracted........
every where i go i see people looking down at their phones and such....
The less - the better
Sometimes you yourself ask for it.
"I walked Alone"
We've all been there.
flowers
Oh flowers of days. There beauty leave us by night. The beautiful rose how thorns an All are beautiful. Smells of roses intoxify me The seas breeze marries my coastal nest. Seasons come ,seasins go. But flowers bloom even if other
The Options
To forgive,to move on,to shut down in fear Or to leave for another place It's all in the stories we get to hear And the options we get to face Depending upon what we think is
LOVE BLEEDS
This poem is about confession and forgiveness .. About how we sometimes hurt the ones we love, and plead for forgiveness.. Hoping to regain our place of " Love " once more, in their hearts. About how a woman (me) fell from grace. In this case I was speaking to the God of my heart ..... GOD himself, because God IS LOVE and the expression of the Truest and most Pure Love in all its forms. The " Arrow " represents the hurt or injury that I had incurred on the other individual, GOD. "THE PRICE" to be paid, is a life without Love, Without GOD, whose son Jesus Christ,was crusified and hung on the cross, bleeding to pay the price for all the sins of mankind. In this poem I had denied GOD ( My Sin ), and was pleading for forgiveness. To " Drink The Blood That I Did I Did Drain", Is to take communion, to partake of the blood Jesus Christ shed on the cross for the sins of mankind.. to take back the denial. To repent. That I will not leave Love bleeding, to have been crusified for nothing. " I'd Give My Soul, I'd Give It Twice " is to offer up what is most valuable in a human being, what is the most valuable of me, and the only sacrifice acceptable .. My Love! My Soul! " Oh Love .. if you do not remain, I'll never breathe a breath again " means that without Love and Forgivenes , I will surely die. And Finally, to repeat the very first verse of the poem again, is to confess my wrong doing.
TEN COMMANDMENTS 2016
I enjoyed writing this poem. It just came to me in a flash one might say. I was thinking
Today
I was feeling my children when I wrote this piece. They seriously are my world.
Depression
Believe it or not I majored in psychology and biology...Thank you for reading....
Dreams
opening my eyes from a long deep sleep falling back to blackness where i want to be listening for that voice which controls my every choice lost and wary i take another step towards everlasting - belief opening my eyes from a darkness so blind l
Depression...I Hate You..
I used to suffer from severe depression...... Last time I ever took an antidepressent was 6years ago..........
My Intuition
I do overstand why this is now how it is, I only wish you overstood. This feeling I feel makes my heart hurt, my dreams are so real it's almost like I'm there, the hope in my heart from the pain, clouds my brain. My visions are getting strange, My in
FORGIVENESS IS MY SONG
FORGIVENESS ENDURES
Smoke and Mirrors...
Smoke and mirrors elation then tears.. why does it always have to be this way. One minute it's I love yous. And the next it's I can't do this anymore.. The saddest part is just when I think that we are where we are meant to be.. You go a
Levity or Foolishness
In an email I chose silly juvenile words and thoughts offending someone even though I know better.
For Daddy, My Twin
For the One who made of me "The Sage of Rage". Rage is a lie we tell ourselves about the love we keep secret from the world. I bless the path that led me here and cherish every bruise.
everyone please read......
the open letter i wrote a little while ago was in no way meant for anyone on this site. all it was , was things i have encountered and observed by communicating with men on the internet. period. If anyone has taken offense to this or felt i was threa
To Windyweathly and John...
Dear WindyW and John ...the past is past let our friendship be as it was once ... I'm not angry or mad , For the shock ,the message that he sent. If there is forgiveness to seek...then it is mine to make ..to plea forgiveness to John for anythin I
I was not thinking...
In explanation to my ex boyfriend for smashing down his gate one night...He asked me "what were you thinking?"
Purging
Sometimes its best to let go of things to a lot of people you dont know than to one you do............
The Lie
A relationship built on trust turns out to be a bust the lies mount one by one to someone this is fun Honesty peace and love to everyone Blessings always
Speak Not Above A Whisper
I was two years sober when I wrote this poem. I was in so much pain and confusion was a daily event as I stuggled to sort out the reasons I drank. It took many more years to find my voice, find my anger and take back my life. This poem is one of the first awakenings that I even could...take back my power, or that my life was my own. A poem to you. Life saving therapy for me.
Untitled Love
She laid broken in a heap. Her eyes staring straight forward. One arm twisted completely off. And a leg crumpled behind her. There was a horrible stench, Where she had lain for so long. Her once beautiful blonde hair now discolored. I picked
small whisps of truth
i bought a bottle of shampoo the other day and used it. Moments after touching my scalp it started to burn and clump together. An oder filled the room and my hair started to fall out. I wept and screamed for help as I held my hair. My family wants me to hire a lawyer and go after the company but i do not want to. It wasn't there fault someone tampered with the product. i got sad when i saw myself in the mirror than got thinking it could have been worse. At least it was my head and not my baby girls.
Without You,Life is sack of pain
I want you back in my life again Without you, life is a sack of pain Like the burning flames of the stars Unlike the cool we feel from so far My heart is burning but there is no fume All u see is the smiles, hear unreal tune I cry w