The journey is longSo, I have to be strongTo move in the right paceSo that I can complete this race Those behind are struggling to seeThe end of the race past meSo, I tell them to runBypass me if they can This journey requires patienceBut those behind lack guidanceFor they Read more…
Like butterfliesFrom one flowerTo another, you cameWith sweet wordsAnd gifts, you came You brought disturbancesOn a flower at peaceA beautiful flowerYou made ugly You took its colourAnd disappeared with itPart of it you did cutAnd abused with your feet Above all thisThe flower remained aliveFor strong it had to bePersevere Read more…
Through the windowI see cloudsMountain tops and downsEngulfed by clouds In my mind are remembrancesOf her answer the other dayThe day I will always rememberThe ever best day When I come out thereOut of thisI will face herAnd thank her for this It is touching downDown I will see herSee Read more…
The journey was longYour hand in mine felt strongPromising happinessWithout loneliness. I felt my heart filledAnytime we walkedProblems forgottenAnd happiness begotten. You were my prince charmingWith kindness bewilderingPromising nothing nastyOn a road that was dusty. I clung to youLike a tick on a eweHoping for the very bestEven to the Read more…
Struggling seems to be the toll of the dayHardships and troubles appearing as the only wayDespondency and hopelessness weighing heavy on your heartWishing you had power to make it work, even if it’s just a partVery fast loosing hope of a future, ready to let go the wheelFeeling disgusted by the unending ugly feel Just when no strength is leftTo support the overwhelming heftWhen you are convinced that all is lostThat moment when you are ready to give up at all costThat’s when the heavens openWith instructions for you to begin the action! Too unfair, you always cryTears down your cheeks, pain like styShort of breath, left to only ask whyWhy the toil if there is nothing to showWhy the faith if everything is so slowWhy stand if that only gets you a blow “Life sucks” becomes the key word of your conversationStruck down, destroyed, cast out in eternal damnationFeeling like “the odd one out” of all God’s creation,With no power, no freedom, confused with no clueOf the way out, having forgotten Gods promises that remain trueAnd His unending love for you. So you finally make up your mind to let go the wheelHoping that someday you’ll get to healBut still dreading, If only you held on a little longerMaybe that would have changed your life and made you strongerOr maybe the pain would have hit you much harderSomething you’ll never know, left only to wonder.
