I’ve stumbled through my life
Avoiding mistakes I made anyway
When I wasn’t looking for change
Now it doesn’t matter much anymore
Since you were taken away
Long before I could be prepared
For changes made, inside me
I feel lost and alone most days
In mono-conversations taking place
Waiting for something to remain
That picture perfect I’ll never achieve
Acceptance is too heartbreaking
And forgiveness is far too easy
When you live blame… as your name
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Where flight became stalled
Because fear stood its ground
There- is where I- was reborn
Where I relearned my reality
As broken fragments of a self
Where I’ve seen the unveilings
Of time, truth, and Holy love
Where angels cried and wept
For my salvation and healing
And I- wept along with them
Where fire seared my mission
Forged into my soul as passion
A combatant for the wounded
Of humanities silenced…truths
Poet of the Light © 2023
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This is just heart-wrenching. Beautifully penned. ❤
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Thank you deeply for your appreciation.
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This was a really heartbreaking read. Wonderfully written.
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Thank you much.
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You’re very welcome.
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“And forgiveness is far too easy
When you live blame… as your name”
❤️ Hard lines to digest.. well written Poet! 💞
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Life can be too, thank you
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This breaks my heart. thinking of you always my friend❤️
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Thank you kindly
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Always ❤️
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Always❤️
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Your poetry asks me a question: How will I face my own empty moments of tomorrow?
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I’m sure with confidence.
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May your words and expression bring you comfort. Blessings. D
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Thank you kindly
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‘Waiting for something to remain’ ….poignant
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Thank you for appreciating my work.
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