#purpose poems on Hello Poetry

Sarah Nov 2018

Andromeda (An Ode to the Chained Maiden)

The universe has cursed me
For I am small
My voice is heard by few
The meaning is heard by fewer

If only I could make an impact
But the darkness has consumed me, too
No longer do I feel the stars in my veins
But the emptiness of space instead

This atmosphere leaves me gasping
Choked out of my own home
I don't understand who I am
Nor where I am meant to be

But constellations
The most beautiful part of the dim-lit sky
Are made up of stars
Twinkling alone, not knowing that they are a part of something
Much greater than themselves

#andromeda #constellation #belonging #space #purpose #star #empty #alone

lovelywildflower Nov 2018

my purpose

i'd kiss every part of you
and leave my mark on the world

#purpose #kiss #love #you

Steve Page Nov 2018

This is me

this is me,

hurting, but healing with care,
and living with purpose.
falling, but dancing with grace
and keeping my footing.
trudging, but keeping pace
with someone who's been this way before.

head high, not bowed low.
speaking up, not keeping it down.
living loud, not hiding out.
welcomed home,
not cold shouldered, but bolder
in the image of the original.

now this is me!

Imperfect but with purpose.

#purpose #living #hurt #home #welcome

savannah ford Nov 2018

Who are you writing for?

I thought I knew
He said it was too boring for him.
So I didn’t write for a period of time
Maybe that's where I lost a piece of myself

Then I had a cause
That cause became even more ill
My cause was slowly dying
Now, so was I

I had to keep searching for someone to write for.
I looked in dark and unfamiliar places
Getting myself hurt and traumatized in the process.
I had given up
I was done writing

Until one day
I bumped into a new “who”
What made him my favorite was that within him
He had so many other things I could write for

He kept me writing
Made me stronger
Wiser
A better writer

Some of the things I write for hurt me
Maybe that's why I write about them
Maybe i’m writing for healing
Or maybe i’m still just as lost as I was
That would mean i’m writing to find something
Possibly myself?

#purpose #depression #life

Katie Parsons Nov 2018

Tomorrow’s yesterday

I gently weep to the sound of silence that surrounds me
Where have you all gone?
Why have you deserted me?
The sticky flames roll down my cheeks as they start to bleed bright red pigment under my skin.
I’m not okay.
But that was yesterday

Today I got up
I swept my floor
Polished the furniture
Removed the spots of my tarnished yesterday from the silver of today.
Today?
What is today?
Today is the day I said no more
Sadness, anguish, depression, anxiety
No more
Pain, suffering, laziness, exhaustion
Today I am new

Tomorrow I am strong
I am beautiful and wise
My testimony shines through the tiny cracks of my bleeding heart
Piece by piece I will mend my broken soul
I may not be okay tomorrow, or even next week. But I know, one day, I can say:
Today, I am okay.

#strength #courage #hurt #depression #iamokay #love #purpose #believe #oneday #tomorrowsyesterday

Rose Who Knows Nov 2018

Rudy

We could be flying
but instead are on the ground
We were created for more
but instead, we listen to lies

God chose us
but we look everywhere except to Him
We are called children of God

There is a greater purpose
He defines it
Living for God
Changing lives through God's glory

Take my profession and Go

The speaker in chapel today inspired me to write this.

#missions #god #purpose #life #birds #professions

Lynnia Nov 2018

Purpose

They ask me why
I care so young
I shrug a lie
On silver tongue
Can’t waste my breath
On smaller trials
Can’t stop for death,
It makes me vile
If I can’t help you,
can’t make you see,
can’t give you hope,
what’s the point of me?
What am I here for?
Why let me be?
I’ve more to do here
Than hide or flee
There’s so much I’ve got
So much to give
If that’s all for naught,
why even live?
I’m here for a reason
So lend me an ear
It’s not just this season
It should be all year!
If I have two shirts,
why not pass one down?
If someone else hurts,
can’t I turn their frown?
Is this not my purpose?
Is this not my heart?
Go mend all those pieces;
don’t tear them apart.

If I’m here, I’m here for a reason. If I’m here and I’m happy and other people aren’t and that makes me sad, maybe that’s an indicator of what I’m here for. And if I’m here and I’m doing nothing, what’s the point of even existing?

#purpose #gift #giving #spread #the #love #my #dudes

JJ Inda Nov 2018

For My Muse

sunlight blankets the room,
eyes protest
and soon
the heart awakens the aching chest.
this life i've been lent
make sense with you.
time misspent;
even lies sound true.
these arms find purpose,
lips evoke passion
and fingers in motion
bring about the prose.

#muse #inspiritauon #purpose #prose