21. Waiting For Truth
Wait, you say, but I want to know.
Wait, you say, but it's just so slow.
Do I need to live with the questions
Or simply wait for your confession?
Wait, you say, but I want to know.
Wait, you say, but it's just so slow.
Do I need to live with the questions
Or simply wait for your confession?
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Famous Poem
Tell me not, in mournful numbers,
Life is but an empty dream!—
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
And things are not what they seem.
My deceased husband introduced me to this poem 55 years ago, and I've always considered it a great gift.
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I love the flowers that bloom in spring,
for all the joy and love they bring.
I love the sun that warms the sky
Look at my soul, what do you see?
A diverse human spirit hiding in me.
Protective barriers and walls I build.
Whilst living behind them, a life unfulfilled.
Everyone is searching
for the missing piece in life.
The key to unlock the door
and steal back all lost time.
This is such a perceptive and mature poem from one so young. Her message in this poem is "Happiness is knowing when you have enough. Be thankful and grateful for what you have."
Perfection was created
to make us feel imperfect,
but imperfect, of course,
is the perfect thing to be.
This is really a wonderful poem. It reflect what most of us strive for. My heart became light as I realized I need to be happy rather than perfect. Thank you.
Famous Poem
What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare
No time to stand beneath the boughs,
This is a wonderful poem and has always been one of my favourites. At this time of lockdown restrictions and protecting ourselves, we have that time to stop and look at the world - to enjoy...
Some feelings are shallow, some feelings are deep.
Some make us smile, some make us weep.
Some we love, some we don't.
I, too, have dealt with depression most of my life. I have learned two things. Feelings are just that. They are fleeting. They come and they go. I have also learned to rely on my rock, my...
As I walk through life,
I look at all I have done.
I had wandered aimlessly
And wondered what I have become.
A wonderful poem and every word is true. At the moment, a dreadful trauma my hubby is going through, that goes for me too. He was suddenly struck down with sepsis and was seriously ill. He...
Your story is written day by day.
It is written with things that you do and say.
Daily you start with a page that is blank.
I like poems written in simple words so that even a layman can understand. This is one such. It is nice.
Do not judge me
From the outside,
Because all you will see
Is my stupid pride.
You are a very talented writer. We can only imagine what amazing company you would be. So intelligent, interesting, and much deeper than most. Amazing work! Keep writing and never forget how...
My words are like my heart beat.
They tell the world that I'm alive.
They recite the tale of who I am
And of all I have survived.
It’s difficult to take in the entirety of something
when you are standing inside of it.
Valleys are best seen from peaks.
Mountains from their bases.
One should always keep an open mind when viewing the world around them, and what you say in your beautiful poem is so true, and other people often can see our inner beauty before we do. That...
It's not so easy....
Anyone can spot others' flaws.
It's easy, like a blink of the eyes.
I am a lost traveler like a million others
Having no destination and no direction
With rocky road and no companion
And still I wander and wonder
You weren’t born
to lose yourself
within this darkness.
I love this poem. It really hit home. Often times, I forget that I am worthy too. I matter just as much as the next person. I lose myself in the darkness often. But, when I read this poem, I...
Fleeting eternity
surrounds the mountaintop,
nestled in a lush green valley
time forgot.
I can't prevent attitudes
from knocking upon my door,
but I decide which to let in
and which ones to ignore.
Simple Sam was a simple man.
He lived each day by a simple plan.
Enjoy your life and live while you can.
Make each day count and take a stand.
If Love is a dream,
then I shall always dream.
If Love is an earthquake,
then let it shake me.
The conflict between love and hate is beautifully brought out. It is said that love and hate are like the two sides of a coin which remain so close to each other. This reminds me of the poems...