He
will bring me to the light...
He will turn the evils thrust upon me
He will turn them into good through me
Somehow...
I must continue and not give up
I must do it for Him
I am His child
He hasn't given up on me
I am His child...
The little girl inside this woman...I am.
I will reclaim my soul...the soul of a little girl...
The soul of the woman I am..
And the beauty that lies within
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The
Storms of Life by Mary
The
storm erupts into our lives
It's gushing wind and rain is high
With
whirling winds and rising tides
Its
force awakens like a lie
We suddenly are struck with fear
Not
knowing if we'll die
Like
little children in a jam
We want
to run and hide
We need a life boat to escape,
to take
us to a place thats safe
We know
if we could just
endure
We'll
see the sun come out for sure
But doubt has given us no hope
This
feeling of such loss
We
certainly don't know how to cope
Our
hearts pound with a cost
Why have we let this fear abide
Surely
we know that good will ride
Out of
the storm we know for sure
That sunny days will break the
tide
But
when you're whirling in the storm
There
is no way to see the shore
Our
blinding eyes are much
too
closed
To see
the ending He has chose
To our amazing wondering eyes
We see
a boat that just arrives
A
refuge from the raging rain
We now
are lifted from our pain
It came before we drowned with tears
It came before our souls had fear
We
couldn't fathom how it came
We only knew this was no game
He came
to lift us far away
To tell
our minds not to sway
To keep
us in abiding faith
We had
to go to this fierce place
How did this life boat find us?
Who
steered the sturdy oars?
Who
could have so much love and might,
that
lifts us from our plight?
God comes to bring his
blinding
love,
an
everlasting light.
The
radiance comes just in time
to help
us through our plight
Just once I wish I trusted Him
when
rains were beating hard,
I have
to know, not just believe, He
always will abide
Peace
Mary
Gods
Creation
Upon all the winding roads we travel
In our walk upon this earth
We must pause awhile to marvel
Amidst our constant life-long search
At this wonderful creation
That God has crafted here below
Raise our voice in celebration
Our appreciation we must show
Must thank him for the little things
And for the grand things too
For the beauty every season brings
The growth of things brand new
For all the wonders that around us lurk
We must humbly bow down low
As we gaze upon such skillfully sculpted work
Up to God our praise must flow
---Naomi Buote
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These
are lyrics to a song
THERE'S
PEACE HERE WITH ME
There's peace here with me
There's peace here with me
From the blood of Calvary
There's peace here with me.
contributed by Gramma
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An
original untitled poem by my 16 year old son. Its about the horrible
sniper attack.
The slight displacement of a better day
motivates me to stay away
and the ringing of a distant cry
Echoes off a battlefield
around and back again
to let me understand the best I can
these shots ring out throughout my head
aside me fall the mighty dead
around the center of attention
the tension mounts
and crowds, crowd round
as gazing eyes scan the horizon
looking for a distant shadow
to ostracize and fly away
but that shadow goes undiscovered
as mother cry and children weep
as the silent demon creeps the shadows
around me as the battle cries echo
the silent demon stalks his prey
dusk falls on another day
gossip spreads an old wives tale
common sense is not as common
as hysteria sweeps the land
tis time to part and 11 are gone
beyond the echoes of photographs
beyond the sound of cymbals crash
slightly surpassing superior beings
gravely understanding the past again
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MOMENTARY ME
BY KELLI DENEEN JOHNSON
WHAT I
AM GOING THROUGH NOW IS ONLY THE PAST REARING IT'S UGLY HEAD TO LET ME KNOW I
AM NOT WHO I USED TO BE BUT I AM ON MY WAY TO BE WHAT I CAN BE.
THE
THINGS I GO THROUGH ONLY STRENGTHEN ME FOR THE TEST AND TRIALS LATER. I AM
NOT WHO I WANT TO BE BUT I AM NOT WHO I USED TO BE BUT I WILL GET THERE.
I MAY FALL BUT I WILL NEVER FAIL. MY HEART WON'T LET ME STOP UNTIL I
FIND THE REASON IT BEATS SO IMMENSENLY.
THE
MORE I FALL THE MORE I GET UP READY FOR SUCCESS WHERE I LEFT OFF AT. I TAKE
IT DAY BY DAY AND WOULD NOT HAVE IT ANY OTHER WAY.
I
FIGHT DAY TO DAY JUST TO BE ME. SO I CAN MAINTAIN, SUSTAIN, AND ATTAIN MY
FUTURE, MY RIGHT AND MY PLACE IN THIS WORLD. BECAUSE I AM KELLI DENEEN
JOHNSON AND I HAVE A RHYME, A REASON AND A WAY.
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A Poem
From Cathryn Blue..........to all of you!
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I think alone within my mind
My thoughts are rare, but often kind.........
I pray for those I have never met
And wish them well with much respect............
I wish for once I could scream so loud
While standing in a certain crowd
Of those who write the laws of crime
So they may see the tears I cry....
I ask for help, for now I'm lost
consumed in self pity at a very high cost
Oh....open your eyes and tell what you see.......
I know I look different, but trust me........it's me!
Dark puffy circles are under my eyes
>From pleading for mercy ..............merciful cries...
I may seem worried and rely most on Faith...
Because I know I am loved by God's sweet embrace!.
God Bless All!!
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A poem
from Cindy
Talk
to me, let me hear
What makes you happy, what makes you fear.
I'm here for you day and night,
Spend time with me; let me be your light.
Talk to me, let me hear
What brings a smile, what brings a tear.
I want to listen; I want to know
That you care for me, that you love me so.
I know your thoughts, they're very clear.
But it's your voice I want to hear.
Talk to me, share what's in your heart.
Don't let the cares of this world keep us apart.
I want to help, I know you have need
I'm here for you but I will never plead.
Talk to me, take time to see
I am with you always; take time for me.
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The
Universal Flow takes me where I need to be.
I am the Dancer, the essential creative me.
Ask, and I am there, if God commands that this be.
Total Surrender, the Flow is One within, it's Me.
by
Turtlewomen, Author on Writing.com
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MANKIND
What kind of man would want for war
The kind of man who wants for more
What would happen if all were to share
Then we could say that a man does care
Pat Dashwood
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The Way To Heaven
You take away my fears and doubt
When I'm in the dark crying out...
For the kind of love only you can give,
You gave your life so I might live...
You have taken the tears that I have shed
Which brought me out of the living dead...
I've been reborn that I might see
The unconditional love Christ has for me...
The pain you endured on that cross
So I could be found no longer lost...
Thank you for hearing me when I cry out
From the painful place of fear and doubt...
I am grateful for your love each and every day
That you died on the cross to show me the way...
To Heaven
By Gail
The Living Dead
I was once among the living dead not following my heart,
I ran my life by my head that's why it fell apart.
I took to drugs and alcohol which turned my soul quite dark;
Now I have a second chance to listen to my heart.
Thank you God for loving me and showing me the way,
For giving me your light of love each and every day.
You've taken me from the painful dark among the living dead,
Giving me another chance to live my life again.
By Gail
Who Gave
You the
Right?
You think
you're
so funny
You think you're so smart
Helping
your temptations
Wounding
my heart.
Touching and whispering
words I
can't hear
I tell
you to stop
but, you do not care
You told
me not to say a word,
So I kept my mouth shut
and now
all because of
you, I
make my first cut
The pain
inside is deeper
than this slit in me
How could
you do this
betraying
me with a kiss.
Just a child, So unaware,
I tried
to scream and no one hears.
So now I'm trapped in my own little hell,
where I can't scream
and I can't yell.
Now I'm living
All alone
A
frightened child that's so unknown.
Nobody chose to hear my screams,
Nobody listened to my yells
All because of your unforgiving touch
My life is a living hell.
Anonymous
Thank
you for adding your poems to my website, each and everyone of you. Keep
writing. It's what keeps the spirit strong and the heart filled with joy.
Peace
dear friends,
Mary
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