TITLE: His Glestening 12/24/2015 By Wesley Hesketh 12/24/15 |
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my poem clutched in my hand.
please and tell me what you think of it
I know I'll understand.
Without growth I am nowhere
just sinking in the mire.
I have to know what I do wrong
so I can take this higher.
I think God sent you
to say just what you see.
My writing will get much better
so a poet I will be.
thank you for reading this and thank you for your time. Blessing of Light.
The glistening of my memories
play hard against my brain.
I try to find the moments
that are joys and not in pain.
They’re lost under the avalanche
Of all the broken dreams.
I now push people far away
With hatred and with screams.
Father it hurt so painful
I run to get away
To fall into a heap
Desolate I cannot say.
My soul quakes under loneliness
As I crumble to the ground.
You are my only ray of hope
When there is darkness all around.
I know that You are always here
You’ll never leave my side.
I marvel at Your efforts
to look at me with pride.”
I lay here so weary
can’t recall my name.
Since that supreme moment
I’ve never been the same.
I know my prayers are answered
You do it every time.
I can’t not find my gratitude
there’s evil in my mind.
But I AM a child of god’s
He never lets me down.
And the glistening of my memories
is nowhere to be found.
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