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[aid] => mick
[title] => Call to Mercy PLEASE read this...
[time] => 2004-01-30 23:11:46
[hometext] => Please comment on this poem because...during the day when im busy, i can keep certain thoughts locked away, but the longer im alone the faster they come out and this poem is admitting to those thoughts, revealing them to myself thanks :)
[bodytext] => Call To Mercy January 30, 2004 These secrets harbored much too long, If only my heart and mind could get along... One less truth to shy away from, And one less battle once it's told... There was a city I lived in, In a house of shadows. Each day a nightmare left unsaid, Tearful nights lying in bed. Such agony I'd never felt, Before those times I was so dealt... And even so, I know, If given the chance I'd not blink an eye, Before I went back to the place I would cry. For my hate and pain across my face, Was nothing to those years I spent, Smiling in place... These secrets harbored much too long, If only my heart and mind could get along... One less truth to shy away from, And one less battle once it's told... I used to have a friend, of three, I hurt her and she hurt me. And in my logical mind I know, I'm better off without her there. Yet something tells me even so, I know, If given the chance I'd not blink an eye, To giving her one more chance in my life. For the time I knew her, filled with emotion, Each day a mystery-bitter fights or friendly devotion? Still I sometimes see tucked in bed with only me, Once in awhile, a good memory... These secrets harbored much too long, If only my heart and mind could get along... One less truth to shy away from, And one less battle once it's told... And then there is a part of me, Beyond my heart, beyond what I see. Blood bound, inseparable ties, To my mother, who's brought so many tears to my eyes. One photo I have tucked away, For in that moment I see love in her eyes, The flash has captured, her looking at me. And love, for me, from her, is too hard to see... It's so much easier to hate, But guilt and truth and love interfere. Even so, I know, If given the chance I'd not blink an eye, At slowly giving a mother a try... These secrets harbored much too long, If only my heart and mind could get along... One less truth to shy away from, And one less battle once it's told... I really do, I try to be bold. But alone, I am defeated, And call mercy to you... [comments] => 2 [counter] => 192 [topic] => 48 [informant] => calista [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 15 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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