Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
 
 Aug 2018
Frederick le Roux
He finds himself standing there
Arms helplessly outstretched
A desperate plea to those who see
With nothing he calls his own

He makes eye contact shamefully
To those that pass him by
He tries to speak words
But is surrounded in silence

Excuse me sir-he hopelessly think
Can you spare a dime?
But these thoughts never leaves
his tired mind

A man to his right
Whistles as he walks by
Hey homeless,he cries
Get a job and stop whining

He pretends he cant hear him-
As the passerby starts to smile
You got yourself in this
Now homeless get a life!

His feet are swollen
From aimlessly standing all day
He tries to walk
But his legs dont comply

He hears laughter from the passerby
As he turn to face the sun
Inside his soul is aching
Yet its another day only begun

As the day race on
He finds more people walking by
As if they try to hide
The fact that hes  there

Excuse me madam
Can you help me please?
But the tears in his eyes
Is not enough to convince

She picks up her pace
As she hurries on by
Not today,she yells
And then turns out of sight

He finds himself standing there
Lord,how did i let this be?
Is there still hope,he wonders
Alone and Tearily
Would death bring freedom
From this misery?
Is there nothing oh Lord
You can do...

The sun starts to set in the sky
Soon it will become night
And as the cold wind picks his face
He knows the streets he will pace

And within his eye
He sees a darkness passing by
Its just another day leaving
Yet another plea dying in plain sight

Its the unfairness of Life....
 May 2018
Crystal Freda
Passionate about the Lord.
She asked of Him for more.
A passion so daunting.
More of a need
not a wanting.

She prayed every night
for her lucent light.
Shining like a vivid gloss,
thanking Him so promptly
for carrying such a heavy cross.

She testified her beauty in a pure way,
appreciating God's beauty every day.
She knows God can beautify,
She knows He is beautiful,
then so am I.
 Apr 2018
Frederick le Roux
Death is nothing to fear
It is but a step into Eternal sphere
It is a new beginnin as an End
draws near
It is the continuating of Life ever more
It is the opening onto a closed door
Death is purpose as to Life is for

Leaving but this mortal stance
Death is merely Life's new dance
In a realm of peace and a new chance
Finding the answer to hidden alms

Death is nothing to fear
As a new day borns a days end near
Simply but the entrance to new years
That is waiting in anticipation clear
Death itself holds no fear

May your Heart take courage
And your Soul
Eternal peace
The fear itself is not of death but the hidden uncertainty of Eternal life
 Mar 2018
Deep Ponderer
Each of us has a backbone,
That sustains us
and straightens our path.
My backbone is my Faith,
The path I follow is narrow
With certain scoliotic bends
But with all my heart I follow,
And eternity is where my road ends.
And who/what is your backbone?
Next page