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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It's not so easy....
Anyone can spot others' flaws.
It's easy, like a blink of the eyes.
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What seeds have you been planting
In the garden of your heart?
What will be forthcoming
When the germination starts?
I am suffering due to a deformity in my feet which I got in my teenage years. But I never gave up anything in life. I continued my studies and secured a good position in society. I got...
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."
Hell is other people.
-Jean-Paul Sartre
Hell is other people who
That's so true. I am from somewhere where flat girls are considered beautiful. My friends often make fun of me because I am not flat like them, and it often makes me cry, but now I'm used to...
We've all been through thick.
We've all been through thin.
We've all been to the light
And back to the dark again.
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...
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...
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.
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...
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.
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.
Famous Poem
Life has loveliness to sell,
All beautiful and splendid things,
Blue waves whitened on a cliff,
Soaring fire that sways and sings,
How wonderful to stop, really see, and appreciate what nature gives us. I too love the crashing waves, the dancing flames and beautiful smells around us, we need to be mindful of every moment...
There are only a handful of people
You'll meet in life
That truly touch your heart
And make you glad you're alive
Our son, Christian, passed away suddenly at the age of 26 on October 20th, 2006. I came across this poem; it reminded me so much of our Christian. He had that type of personality and the...
It's unbranded and unclaimed,
Elusive and in vain.
It ebbs and it flows,
Wishing away as it goes.
Crystal, really enjoyed the thoughtfulness of this poem. Gave me much to consider about time. Great job! Brought to mind a silly thought I once had: "Can the hands of a clock grasp the...
You cannot
slow the setting
of the sun.
You can only choose
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
The future is too far away to dream of.
The past is too far behind to dwell on.
The world is too big to go unnoticed.
Nature is too beautiful to be passed by.
It’s the little things
isn’t it
that mean more than anything
and the simple pleasures
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...