Gave you all my time to share the fruits of passions wine
Sacrificed every bit of my soul showed you loves endless
Pleasures, yet the light was not allowed to shine
You stood in my way blocked every advance
Selfishly you held on like a ball and chain
Didn’t want me
Did not want anyone to else to have me
Cannot believe that this was how you cared
The constant hurts
Go on for days into hours at every second
Never fearing the end
Just kept on without a care in the world
Now the time has come
No pain
No endless wondering
The light that once shinned has went out
No more talking for now just too tired to make
The effort
All this time you paid me any mind, now there is constant
Reasoning and pleadings
Give me a reason why I should listen
For season after season done the same thing.
Forget it
It is done
For only a proverbial fool would through a gift
In the trash.
Belinda ‘09
Thursday, January 8, 2009
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Death's Window
Terror grips the heart
the soul torn into darkness
blood pouring in the streets
peace gone and death takes
its place.
Crying, Shouts of terror
Wondering why
must all the life of living be
such a tragedy
Hatred mounting in the minds
of the damned carrying out
a mindless test to prove they have the power.
A deathly silence over a city in peril
Souls and minds tortured
when will all end
why must the innocent die
for a cause not of there own.
Belinda 08
*This was a poem that I wrote off the top of my head when I listen to the news this evening and found out that Mumbai was the scene of death and dispair...British and American citizens, Indian citizens being killed for nothing...Time for the innocent to fight back....Don't let this be the rule of your lives...
Friday, November 21, 2008
Broken Butterfly
I watch out the window
Looking at the day
The sun shining brightly
And the wind blowing lightly
Thoughts race through my mind
Vivid images of past, present and
Most of the time the future the
Imaginaries of conflicts trials
Of tribulations, daunt my every turn
Hatred
Words twisted out of the tongue so violently
A scar to remind you the words do indeed hurt
The soul. Feelings of sorrow stained with guilt
Tears fall endlessly into rivers of pain and suffering
Damaged beyond recognition
Believe me my heart is totally done with all
The people around me.
What can be said from a torn piece of paper?
What can be written that will mend the broken heart?
What can be healed when damage has been done?
Like the wind it blows Moreover, all the sorrows of
yesterday are gone with it.
Belinda 08
Thursday, October 16, 2008
When Doves Cry
The screams of strife and disheartened
I can here her crying in the night
I can hear her grimes of strife
Elusive but intrusive to my peace
of mind.
Disheartened by the losses
Heart aching from all the torture that has
befallen upon her, suffering insurmountable
the tears kiss her with unknown destiny
She had a benign heart
diseased with the expectations of might
Alas she tried her unknown destiny
and ceased her life waiting at the windowsill
Who has tore her apart so savagely?
Her pain is unimaginable
Cruelty to a heart so open
Heartless is the one who did this to her.
However, alas time passes
The tears have subsided
A new day comes and healing
Is reborn
Smiles come again
Laughter flows all around
Healing helps those who are in pain
A life of strife never to be revisited in
this soul again.
Belinda ‘08
I can here her crying in the night
I can hear her grimes of strife
Elusive but intrusive to my peace
of mind.
Disheartened by the losses
Heart aching from all the torture that has
befallen upon her, suffering insurmountable
the tears kiss her with unknown destiny
She had a benign heart
diseased with the expectations of might
Alas she tried her unknown destiny
and ceased her life waiting at the windowsill
Who has tore her apart so savagely?
Her pain is unimaginable
Cruelty to a heart so open
Heartless is the one who did this to her.
However, alas time passes
The tears have subsided
A new day comes and healing
Is reborn
Smiles come again
Laughter flows all around
Healing helps those who are in pain
A life of strife never to be revisited in
this soul again.
Belinda ‘08
Monday, October 6, 2008
No Change Needed
It was quite for a long time
Peaceful tranquil, not even a
Stir of the winds was felt.
Everyone got along
Everyone smiled and laughed
At the silliness and joking mannerisms
Now the wind has changed
The fire is burning
The old brush now burn a crimson red
The barbarisms of harsh words
Volatile exchanges should not have
Never been said
Finger pointing, name calling
Visions of real life surface in
This once tranquil place we all
Tried to run, but believe me
We could not ever hide
It is always one bad apple
Now the storm moved on
Left in its wake a torn mess
Cannot correct the damage
How can anyone manage it all?
Of this why did it have to be
Like this?
Change was never needed
For it was never necessary
Change comes when people
Are willing not because of
A disruption or anticipation
Of collaborated misunderstandings
Did I need to be told that I was too much?
A chain
A link that needed to be broken
To me there was no need for change
For the few souls that caused the damaged
Managed to change all that for us.
Psalmist 08
Peaceful tranquil, not even a
Stir of the winds was felt.
Everyone got along
Everyone smiled and laughed
At the silliness and joking mannerisms
Now the wind has changed
The fire is burning
The old brush now burn a crimson red
The barbarisms of harsh words
Volatile exchanges should not have
Never been said
Finger pointing, name calling
Visions of real life surface in
This once tranquil place we all
Tried to run, but believe me
We could not ever hide
It is always one bad apple
Now the storm moved on
Left in its wake a torn mess
Cannot correct the damage
How can anyone manage it all?
Of this why did it have to be
Like this?
Change was never needed
For it was never necessary
Change comes when people
Are willing not because of
A disruption or anticipation
Of collaborated misunderstandings
Did I need to be told that I was too much?
A chain
A link that needed to be broken
To me there was no need for change
For the few souls that caused the damaged
Managed to change all that for us.
Psalmist 08
Healed
My soul is in darkness
Hear my cries
Listen to the shouts of my screams
Echoing through the dark.
Help me
Help me for I am dying
Can you hear me crying?
Everyone that was with me
Is gone and nowhere to be found
The sounds of joy and laughter
Has faded in the surrounds of eternal
Silence.
Can feel the whip of anger and hatred
Slashing across my back and the open
Wounds gushing out the crimson rivers
Of suffering and anguish my despair
Tormenting me where is the hope that I
So desperately, crave?
Suddenly a light beamed through the dark
The cries of pain have subsided
The tears of emotional despair has dissipated
The joys of my life has returned and no more
Suffering will, I fear and feel for the tears
Will never swell up in my eyes.
I welcome the light into my soul
Light up my heart and repair the damage
That took its toll. Come and touch me
Embrace me with your love lift my spirit
Let me know that you care and hold on to
Me forevermore.
Now the darkness is no more
The score has now been settled
No longer will I fear of being old and alone
For my soul has been healed by the touch of
Heavenly light the sight that is sheer music
To my heart and soul.
Psalmist ‘08
Hear my cries
Listen to the shouts of my screams
Echoing through the dark.
Help me
Help me for I am dying
Can you hear me crying?
Everyone that was with me
Is gone and nowhere to be found
The sounds of joy and laughter
Has faded in the surrounds of eternal
Silence.
Can feel the whip of anger and hatred
Slashing across my back and the open
Wounds gushing out the crimson rivers
Of suffering and anguish my despair
Tormenting me where is the hope that I
So desperately, crave?
Suddenly a light beamed through the dark
The cries of pain have subsided
The tears of emotional despair has dissipated
The joys of my life has returned and no more
Suffering will, I fear and feel for the tears
Will never swell up in my eyes.
I welcome the light into my soul
Light up my heart and repair the damage
That took its toll. Come and touch me
Embrace me with your love lift my spirit
Let me know that you care and hold on to
Me forevermore.
Now the darkness is no more
The score has now been settled
No longer will I fear of being old and alone
For my soul has been healed by the touch of
Heavenly light the sight that is sheer music
To my heart and soul.
Psalmist ‘08
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
Gathering my thoughts (pt 1)
Waking up this morning had lots of things that has crossed my mind, this has turned out to be a morning ritual for me I sit on the side of my bed and rub my eyes then I take my medications with some water then I close my eyes and just let my mind just wonder on all the things of the night before and things to do for the day ahead.
What I did think about was my life in general, I read in a fortune cookie one night that my happiness is intwinded with my outlook on life...Well that left me something to think about since there was a faint reminder of a discussion I had with my sons on this same topic. I work all the time, raising two sons and married to a great guy but sometimes I have to question my true happiness in all of this...am I being too selfish or over self centered I wonder?
I should be happy since my needs are being taking care of daily by my Lord Jesus Christ, but I do at times want more and want to do more but it seems as if that it will never come my way.
Dreaming all the time of being a traveler or writing my poems and becoming a very rich poet is a dream that I have imagined all the time now, since this is something that I want to do I hope with patience that it will come.
Most women my age don't have all that I have and that is real!! And when they hear of me having what I do have well they become very recentful and jealous of me because of it. I deal with it because I know this is what is expected of me as a older woman which has matured with this for some time. But still....I want more I know that I shouldn't ask for it but I do need to have more. So am I wrong?
My life is entwined on my happiness in my life now and I do hope that one day soon I get what I do want at this time all I can do is rely on my faith in God to pull it through.
What I did think about was my life in general, I read in a fortune cookie one night that my happiness is intwinded with my outlook on life...Well that left me something to think about since there was a faint reminder of a discussion I had with my sons on this same topic. I work all the time, raising two sons and married to a great guy but sometimes I have to question my true happiness in all of this...am I being too selfish or over self centered I wonder?
I should be happy since my needs are being taking care of daily by my Lord Jesus Christ, but I do at times want more and want to do more but it seems as if that it will never come my way.
Dreaming all the time of being a traveler or writing my poems and becoming a very rich poet is a dream that I have imagined all the time now, since this is something that I want to do I hope with patience that it will come.
Most women my age don't have all that I have and that is real!! And when they hear of me having what I do have well they become very recentful and jealous of me because of it. I deal with it because I know this is what is expected of me as a older woman which has matured with this for some time. But still....I want more I know that I shouldn't ask for it but I do need to have more. So am I wrong?
My life is entwined on my happiness in my life now and I do hope that one day soon I get what I do want at this time all I can do is rely on my faith in God to pull it through.
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