Depression, my friend and yet you are my foe.
You hold my hand through my tortuous times
And sail with me through the wings of birds
And the smell of leaves.
Depression Being A Part Of Me
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Victory Of NatureMy Love Of Nature And The Inspiration It Gives To Me To Raise My Head And To See The Clouds, To Smel
in Earth Poems
THE VICTORY OF NATURE
Looking at the night sky, a midst the darkness, and then the sheer, sparkling lights
That shine so brightly and twinkle up there, so proudly and bright above us all...
"Never Give Up""Never Give Up"
“Never Give Up”
When things go wrong, as they sometimes will
"Life Before My Life Began""Life Before My Life Began"
My breath is now torn, through interminable winters morn
Warmth of sun’s rays lay absent, upon this dawn of cold.
Shadowing darkness discerns and deciphers each breath I take
The Silent Mask Of The Perished RoseThe Silent Mask Of The Perished Rose
The Silent Mask of The Perished Rose
Harry And Molly (My Shoodle Puppies)Harry And Molly
“Harry and Molly”
I do not care at all about your muddy paw prints on the floor,
Me, Myself, Alone AlwaysMe, Myself, Alone Always
Me, Myself Alone Always
All I ever wanted, even as a very small child, was to feel needed and loved.
Though as I grew, I realised that I was truly not wanted, even at the age of four
"Infinite Entrapment""Infinite Entrapment"
" INFINITE ENTRAPMENT"
And when I die, which is impending, it is of no great sigh.
Stars sometimes vanish, unseen from our sight,
Julie (born 26/1/1952-died 26/12/83)My "Big Sister" Julie
Poem For Julie
(born 26th January 1953-died-murdered 26th December 1983)
(Gone Too Soon)
Poems by Lyndell Muirhead
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