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Some days the air seems heavy,
It pulls my spirit down.
It’s hard to draw the breath of life
And not to gasp a sound.

The morning air is stagnant.
My head throbs with pain.
I wonder how long til night comes,
This feeling, my existence’s bain.

I rise because we all do.
I breathe because of need.
I scream aloud on the inside,
I prepare to live out the deed.

I have a feeling of sadness.
My losses are too weighty to bear,
It opens the door to madness,
I think of the hurts that snare.

There is always change in the evening,
A coolness and movement of air.
Life came and went in the daytime.
I found things that show I care.

There is one thing to take hold of.
Not a mystery, secret, obscure.
It was in my heart to begin with,
I find it there for sure.

It’s quiet and unassuming,
Often buried under fare and fret.
I need to spend time to look inward.
An exercise I would not regret.

HOPE can be small and o’r shadowed.
My heart should open that first.
How different the day be unfolding,
If for that gift of HOPE I would thirst.

HOPE whispers peace and clarity.
It laughs never gasping for breath.
It weeps with cleansing and washing.
It promises both life and death.

When I awake in the morning,
I will search in the tiniest place,
I will find the HOPE that HE gave me,
Then look up to gaze on HIS face!





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ARISE

Contributed by M-LOU on Monday, 12th July 2010 @ 01:00:30 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



ARISE
Some days the air seems heavy,
It pulls my spirit down.
It’s hard to draw the breath of life
And not to gasp a sound.

The morning air is stagnant.
My head throbs with pain.
I wonder how long til night comes,
This feeling, my existence’s bain.

I rise because we all do.
I breathe because of need.
I scream aloud on the inside,
I prepare to live out the deed.

I have a feeling of sadness.
My losses are too weighty to bear,
It opens the door to madness,
I think of the hurts that snare.

There is always change in the evening,
A coolness and movement of air.
Life came and went in the daytime.
I found things that show I care.

There is one thing to take hold of.
Not a mystery, secret, obscure.
It was in my heart to begin with,
I find it there for sure.

It’s quiet and unassuming,
Often buried under fare and fret.
I need to spend time to look inward.
An exercise I would not regret.

HOPE can be small and o’r shadowed.
My heart should open that first.
How different the day be unfolding,
If for that gift of HOPE I would thirst.

HOPE whispers peace and clarity.
It laughs never gasping for breath.
It weeps with cleansing and washing.
It promises both life and death.

When I awake in the morning,
I will search in the tiniest place,
I will find the HOPE that HE gave me,
Then look up to gaze on HIS face!





M-LOU, PLEASE: To help keep this site INTERACTIVE, please read and comment on at least 3 poems for each one you submit.

Number of poems per author per 24 hours are limited depending on membership level and interactivity.




Copyright © M-LOU ... [ 2010-07-12 13:00:30]
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Re: ARISE (User Rating: 1 )
by manbeast on Monday, 12th July 2010 @ 03:34:47 PM AEST
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thanks for joining and this post


Re: ARISE (User Rating: 1 )
by myworld on Tuesday, 13th July 2010 @ 04:16:04 AM AEST
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Whew, just managed to finish reading. Very long, yet somehow able to keep me occupied.
Nice work, thank you :)


Re: ARISE (User Rating: 1 )
by quadira on Tuesday, 13th July 2010 @ 05:51:55 AM AEST
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A very important message. and very easy to read. Great flow. thanks


Re: ARISE (User Rating: 1 )
by NathanPaul on Tuesday, 20th July 2010 @ 01:19:12 PM AEST
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Hope is the only proof of ones purpose. I like it.




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