When i read your poems
I am happy to see
that love is still among many
even though it may be hard to see…
striving to make sense of our feelings
our deep and inner dispositions
when we are presented with this thing,
this thing, someone named "love"
because people
with there beaten and broken hearts
the medication, alcohol and ailments
do not heal or stop this predicament…
it is so hard to see the light
my friends, look beyond the situation
everything is as meant to be.
though hard to see
your life is held in the palm of a hand
whose gentle care will never end
so raise your head
and stand up tall
you are one among all
whose hearts have been broken
but you, this individual
my friend, you are
for I am a witness to say,
you are a blessing to me every day
Jan 13, 2014
Jan 13, 2014 at 10:04 PM UTC
When i read your poems
I am happy to see
that love is still among many
even though it may be hard to see…
striving to make sense of our feelings
our deep and inner dispositions
when we are presented with this thing,
this thing, someone named "love"
because people
with there beaten and broken hearts
the medication, alcohol and ailments
do not heal or stop this predicament…
it is so hard to see the light
my friends, look beyond the situation
everything is as meant to be.
though hard to see
your life is held in the palm of a hand
whose gentle care will never end
so raise your head
and stand up tall
you are one among all
whose hearts have been broken
but you, this individual
my friend, you are
for I am a witness to say,
you are a blessing to me every day
addressing those who are down spirited.
your heart will soon be happy
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