I’ve been sitting here for an hour trying to write something in the way of a poem that doesn’t make me sound like a lovesick high school …
Trapped and locked in this world I feel a captive of my own heart. / Just to know this lonely feeling from this world, I shut out, apart.
I wrote this when I was about 16 years old, very sad girl I was.
Enforced separation…
...the pain of separation is hightened when it is forced upon up, outside our control and we feel helpless.. screaming and raging helplessly against the monster that it is…
...a place corrupted in everyway…
Dwelling on the here and now and the ugliness thereof weakens faith, remembering God has a plan that includes us is the key to living beyond our circumstances.
He was there / She was here / Both with their hearts breaking / Their arms aching / For Each Other She thought of him with care / H…
Dedicated to my Friend.
Where can love be / If you’re not next to me / If we were far apart / It would break my heart / If you said goodbye / The flowers all would d…
I lie in my bed / With our memory kaleidoscope above my head / I turn it most every day And I feel like some sort of abandoned ship / Roc…
A Stormy Soul dwells within / Feeling old, not knowing where it’s been / Fire burns deep inside / A fire so intense it cannot hide / Not k…
Laura, Your Stormy Soul artwork is amazing / Please check out my friend Laura’s (Dawnsky2) other awesome artwork & writings / on the RB /
I wanted to know what colour God likes to wear
Where once we felt the weight of God’s power and grace…
I often ponder what God thinks about all the multi-million dollar structures being built as sanctuaries simply to hold Sunday services and then basically sit empty the rest of the week? Seems like the money could have been better used with all the poverty in the world today!
I listened to advice / And so, I am here alone / Lying in a creaking boat of hope / As bitty holes let / Our tragedy seep in / And I start …
Inspired by the gorgeous image above After All We’ve Been Through by myoriginalsin / Please check out her amazing profile, you will be captivated!
Did you want to open me, again and again and again…
i was completely infatuated with babushka dolls as a girl. Babushkas Royal Arcade Melbourne / by Helen Chierego
“Elizabeth….wake up….it-..it’s time.
I’ve needed to write this for a long time. It has taken me months to finish it. I started crying so bad I couldn’t finish at the end of every paragraph. I have finally finished it though. Let me know what you think. This is a day I will never forget, and what took place will haunt me as long as live, but all I can do is remember, and use this to make me stronger emotionally.
Away from my love / It isn’t that easy as I thought / Miles in between us right now / It makes me cry and feel sad But then….. A mes…
I miss you!
Every emotion left raw, exposed dripping / the venom of so much hate…
Drifting through infinite space / Pastel bursts of colour abound / As galaxies bud, blossom, then wither away The mind expands in ra…
This piece was inspired by the brilliant digital artwork Time Falling Apart created by Coppertrees Vickie (aka Coppertrees) has always inspired me to write with her art that speaks a thousand languages, but I swear that this one sang to me. The moment I saw it, I just had to write. / Thank you Vickie for being a wonderful muse, I hope you like this :)
Exhausted now, she lays her head / Upon the pillow soft and white / To close her eyes, where tears were shed / While whisp’ring soft, “My lo…
Distance is a cruel enemy of love
En iewers langs die highway, het ek my beste pel verloor…
This is my first poem in Afrikaans! Its my second language so excuse if there are a few mistakes! but the words in italics are from a beautiful song by Karen Zoid a local South African singer. The song is called Deurmekaar and has such beautiful words… i didn’t want to put the translation here, as the poem should speak for itself, but if you want the translation, just bubble mail me! and i will be more than willing to translate! Featured In On Youth
We may be alone / Though we will be together / Hovering like mist / Loving from a long distance / I will always wait for you I have truly…
There are things I just can’t erase / ... / Dreams away… Miles apart…
“Regret for the things we did can be tempered by time; it is regret for the things we did not do that is inconsolable.” Sydney J. Harris I definitely agree with Mr. Harris on this quote! Nov. 2009 ♦ Featured by Inspired by life group ♦ Yay!!!
“And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass…” / holding tightly, it is shattered it like my past, / do not mourn, do not cry, do not sho…
but no cleaners to mop the mess…
My dear best friend, my sister was just recently diagnosed with a rare disease. We had plans, we were going to travel… but now i am travelling alone whilst she travels from hospital bed to the next…. oh my dearest, i cannot know the fears you have
you are always in my heart
This is to my friend, who has the world on her shoulders. This is for you… Poem for her: Breakage on aisle 2 Featured In On Youth
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