"fiind" poems
The waters are dark around me
im trying to fiind the light
Im trying to reach the top
So i can breathe
So I can see clearly
I am deep, so deep under
So wrapped up, in this current
So naive, I knew it
Im kicking, im trying hard
Hard to understand how,
How i let you get me so down.
So deep into my own head
But only able to breathe in your world
Only able to try and be everything, you could need.
The waters are dark around me.
The problems are over whelming and im stuck under.
Im trying to find the light
Im trying to reach the top.
I need to breathe.
Breathe in my own world. Be everything I need to be....for me
Jan 29, 2019
Jan 29, 2019 at 2:40 PM UTC
The dead trees give off life
The barren branches grow green
The brown grass becomes lush
The flowers become fruitful
The sun shows its face
And the warmth shows proof
For spring has come
The months of dying have ended
The season of laments has drawn to a close
As warmth has come to our land
The frozen ground has thawed
As the snow has melted away
And the cold has left the air
For spring has come
We live in the cool morning
Dwell in the warm afternoon
Then sleep in the cold night
Spring has come
As our days get longer
And our nights become shorter
For spring is here
The air is filled with singing
We build houses and plant gardens
We wed and have sons and daughters
We fiind sons for our wives
And we give our daughters into marriage
And they too will have sons and daughters
And we seek peace in this warming spring
Time of growing has come about
A time where all sad things will come untrue
We will live for all good things
And the life of the world in which we live
We leave our small houses
And we venture into the unknown
For spring has come
We venture from our comfortable dwellings
Into centers of pain
To go to hell on earth
To give life to the lifeless
Hope to the hopeless
Life for the world
For all sad things are becoming untrue
For He will wipe away the tears from all eyes
Death will become no more
Pain will pass away from us
The season is changing
Crying and mourning will be but a memory
For all things will pass away in their time
And all things will be made new
This time of summer is coming
Spring has come
In this spring all is being made new
For The Lord is coming
But Summer will arrive
And all things will be new
For The Lord will have come
Jun 4, 2015
Jun 4, 2015 at 8:49 PM UTC
lyin on the floor
nothing left
to give anymore
your lips fall
and your eyes
they can't hold all the pain
and a time comes
when all of your lies
fiind you
and you give up the fight
but tonight
you feel like
you've been broken for the first time
again
and all that you've worked to hold in
comes crashing down in waves
And tonight
all of these roads that you've paved
start crumbling out of site
And tonight
It isn't the first time
and the stars flicker
over your head
and you think about
all the times that you've bled
And when tomorrow
finds you
you'll be
drownin in your thoughts like before
but tonight
you feel like
you've been broken for the first time
again
and all that you've worked to hold in
comes crashing down in waves
And tonight
all of these roads that you've paved
start crumbling out of site
And tonight
It isn't the first time
Oct 11, 2013
Oct 11, 2013 at 11:40 PM UTC