A Little Bird Am I
I ask but this one small thing.
Give me the worldly skies
For I cannot stay trapped here
A little bird am I....
I ask but this one small thing.
Give me the worldly skies
For I cannot stay trapped here
A little bird am I....
This poem touched me in a way I didn't know poetry could. I'm an aspiring writer myself and often use bird metaphors in a sort of way that my friends think is pretentious - but to see someone...
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Men at forty
Learn to close softly
The doors to rooms they will not be
Coming back to.
My life is changing.
The life that I've had,
It's changing forever,
But no need to be sad.
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I was sitting on the bench in the park one day,
And saw a butterfly coming my way.
I opened my hand, and to my surprise,
the butterfly landed; consumed in cries.
This poem is so cute. Good writing. My husband and I were in Branson, Missouri, visiting and while standing outside, a big butterfly came flying by. It flew around and around, so I put my...
If you do your best, God will do the rest!!
What to wish
What a wish
A wish is a wish you can wish
For
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I feel alone
Like there's no one to talk to
No one to love
Or nothing to go to
Why must children suffer for the wrong we do?
Why must children pay the price for the ugly hate we spew?
Why must children have to cope with hunger and with war?
Why must children feel the wrath at Mother Nature's core?
I am a teacher. I feel so about children. Being in India, I know what poverty is. I was also born in a poor family. My father was in and out of his job. Being a sufferer, I have the first...
She said that she'd changed
On a journey for her gnosis.
Was this a real spiritual walk?
Or some form of psychoneurosis?
You poem is powerful, as I have been married for 25 years to my high school sweetheart. Thinking we would be together forever, only to watch him over the last 4 years read "self-help books"...
As you grow up, the view will start to change.
The embrace of the first morning's light,
Running for hours beneath the blue.
All of it seems to be there just for you.
I love the allegory and the almost sadness of it, until you see that there's hope. The life cycle is harsh, but it gives you hope and beauty. Thank you!