wisdomgained Posted November 17, 2003 Share Posted November 17, 2003 Caged and alone you sit Little birdy--all alone. You long for a taste of freedom, You long to fly and soar, but not only are you caged, Your wings are broken, and your feathers are torn. Lying helplessly you cannot imagine anything better, Your pain so vivid you could paint it in a million shades of gray, You hope that there will be a day when the door to the cage will open. (yet)You cannot believe in hope, but maybe... One day a pair of gentle hands will open up your cage and lift you out so tenderly, Maybe one day you'll be healed and set free. So sing little birdy, sing. Let hope sink in. Prepare your heart to fly again --today is not the end --just a new beginning. So sing little birdy, sing. The cage will be opened, Your spirit embraced. Your painting of pain, erased. So sing little birdy, sing... Copyright ©2003 Rebecca ********* **** ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Little Lies Told Long Ago 5/11/2003 Little lies told long ago, Haunt you now and won't let go, Told you were wrong, a fool, a shame, Now when something goes wrong you take the blame, You know the way you're supposed to be, but what your mind knows your heart cannot see, bound into a life of pain, you struggle to free yourself--in vain? someday, somewhere an end to the pain will come, you pray to your father, your Lord above, Lord, please let this cup pass from me, Give me hope, joy, love and peace, Let these little lies told long ago, haunt me no longer and let me go. Set me free from my pain, Don't let my struggles be in vain. Give me hope and strength- To live again. Amen Rebecca ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Searching 7/5/2003 The sun sets and rises and you're still sitting there looking out the window Sitting silently in your isolation, Your pain and loneliness are nearly suffocating you… Searching for something to end the pain, You look out the window again, The only comfort you have right now, Is the slight breeze kissing your cheeks, You know the cure for the pain comes In inviting God in…but how? Broken heart barricaded, Afraid to let anyone in, Memories of the past haunt the dark corners And emptiness fills the rest… You feel so alone You pray down on your knees… Lord, rain upon this dry dry heart, Let your love soak in like a spring rain Lord, Give me the strength to face a new day… Help me live for today… Lord, please chase away the pain. NOTE: this has been copy righted Link to comment
Happy_Go_Lucky_Heb Posted November 17, 2003 Share Posted November 17, 2003 Hey Rebecca! I'm Happy First up, I'd like to welcome you to enotalone on behalf of everyone. I'm sure u've taken a nice step towards finding support and advice from many people of various ages from around the world which will be around for a while. I like ur poems, they're kool. Well, they're not my favourite types that's for sure coz it's all about pain and sorrow and one of the main reasons I'd like them is becoz yet, after so much, you still emphasize on the fact that there's still hope, wether that be ur attitude towards life, or just believing in the allmighty god. Good luck with your poem writing, perhpas I might hear from you again soon sometime... Happy Heb Link to comment
wisdomgained Posted November 17, 2003 Author Share Posted November 17, 2003 yeah, they are about pain and suffering,but not my own. About what I see in other people's lives. I have a great life. I just want to be here for other people. Link to comment
lunatic Posted November 17, 2003 Share Posted November 17, 2003 I liked your poems and I can say that I can relate to them. Keep up the good work. I am glad that these poems are not about you because I would have to say that your pain makes mine look minor. Hubman Link to comment
wisdomgained Posted November 18, 2003 Author Share Posted November 18, 2003 Sometimes I get intuitions about individuals. Sometimes I perceive pain masked by actions, or sense loneliness in their eyes. Sometimes I feel that a person needs a friend, and I am willing to be one--to be a friend. I am here to be a tool in the hands' of my Lord. ...but I need to learn to dance as though no one is watching. I need not worry about what others think of my actions, or what they may perceive my motives to be. I need to learn to be less self-conscious about these things. I need to know that what others think of me has little to do with necessity and real human needs. How much more I could be used if only...if only I would learn to dance as though no one is watching. Link to comment
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