Thanks for stopping in to read my attempts at poetry. These poems are just my thoughts. I write when my emotions are running high whether from anger or happiness.
Thanks again for choosing Rebecca's Realm I hope you enjoy them.
Life
Venture through the darkeness
Which way
She runs
She hides
Darkness envelopes her
She accepts it freely
Her arms outstretched
Face raised
Eyes closed
She cries out in despair
Heaven where are you
Why have you hidden from me
Why can I not look upon your face
Let your light shine on me
Do not forsake me
She turns at a sound
See's nothing
A light bursts through overpowering the darkness
She falls to her knees
Tears stain her cheeks
She cries out once more
This time in relief
Heaven has found her
Heaven has not forsaken her
A voice sounds
I am here
I never left
Why have I not seen you, she whispers softly
The light takes shape
Standing before her is
the Son of Man
He reaches for her
She accepts his hand
He embraces her in a fatherly embrace
You could not see me because
You left me
Light shines about her now
Darkness did not prevail
Despair is no more
The path she traveled is clear
She is home
Sadly a storm is brewing,
Beneath the layer lies anger
reaching a boiling point,
Life has brought such sorrow;
Can't sustain it.
Sadly a storm is brewing,
Beneath it all lies a dorment volcano prepared to erupt;
Can't sustain it,
Fear and sadness approaching,
once united explodes:
Can't sustain it.
Sadly a storm is brewing,
All to often one forgets to let it out beforehand;
Can't sustain it.
Sadly a storm is brewing,
Simmering, is all the pain, anger, fear and sadness of lifes sorrows;
Never releasing, never retreating;
All to often returning to haunt you once more.
Sadly a storm is brewing,
Can't sustain it.
Tomorrow...
Is like no other,
A day of termoil and sorrow;
A day of love and happiness,
It may bring with it the worst of times or the best of times;
What tomorrow is...
Cold lemonade on a hot summer afternoon,
lovers snuggled by a fire on a cold winters night;
What tomorrow is...
Unpaid bills,
A bad day at work;
What tomorrow is...
A wedding in June,
The birth of a child;
What tomorrow is...
A lovers quarrel,
the death of a loved one;
What tomorrow is...
A day like no other,
What it brings no one knows until tomorrow becomes yesterday
Life
What does it mean?
What is it all about?
Why are we here?
What is the point of it all?
Questions asked by many throughout time;
No one has ever answered,
Why?
Because no one can answer;
God has designed it this way,
So just play the role appointed to you and pray you take the path meant for you;
Life can bring happiness if the choices you make are the ones designed for you
It's My Life
It's my life
Don't you forget it
It's my life
Caught in a trap
That never ends
Commit yourself
Or runaway
It's my life
Don't forget it
I decide
I Choose
It's my life
Don't you forget it
A trap, not anymore
I decide to escape
I commit myself
I choose NOT to runaway
I am commited to life
My life
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