Let me be enough for you...
Search for me
Pull me out
Of myself and self doubt
Snake charmer play your magic flute
Snake charmer play your magic flute
Make me believe you love me too
Reach way down deep
Past brick walls
Beyond pretend, to all my flaws
See the Me that I really am
Love me truly if you truly can
Love me truly if you truly can
[chorus]
Let me be enough to deserve the love you give
Let me wake with you each day, and each day let me live
Knowing you know me, yes, you do…
Your enough for me, let me be enough for you.
[verse]
Lift my veil
Reveal my face
Lead me to amazing grace
Overlook the wrong I don't mean to do
And I promise to love you like this too.
Strip me down
to the skin
As innocent as I was then
A new creature without any rust
And show me once again how to trust
Clean me up
with great care
Until I stand before you bare
Let the shame I feel finally go away
Let our lives begin anew today
Let our lives begin anew today
[chorus]
Let me be enough to deserve the love you give
Let me wake with you each day, and each day let me live
Knowing you know me, yes, you do…
Your enough for me, let me be enough for you.
THIS IS ENOUGH
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Me and the dawn,
the waking sun,
the earth and all its glory,
the sun shining down on me.
Me and the twilight,
the rising moon,
the sky and all its glory,
the moon shining down on me.
Me and the autumn,
the falling leaves,
the field and all its glory,
the pumpkin and cranberry leaves dancing all around me.
Me and the winter,
an icy serenade,
the frozen earth in all its glory,
the purity of the heaven-given snow enveloping me.
Me and the spring,
a chatterbox of colors and green,
the thawing earth in all its glory,
the sweet promise the raindrops bring falling all around me.
Me and the summer,
a newly radiant sun so free and bright,
the blazing blue sky in all its glory,
the endless, languid days mesmerizing me.
Me and you,
a slow, persistent warmth illuminating hidden fields
our love, this flawed, bruised, and fragile thing
We are enough. Here. Now. Always.
Only be distal enough from crowded stay
The fresh and sweet of the air can be tasted
And the chirping of birds be appreciated
Also, the dancing butterflies be exquisite
Which of the untouched are full of charms
Such as imagined fairies shown in murals
In the corner of this, being ignored by them
No humans hustle and bustle traced at all
By this point, I've seen the sky was so azure
And the breeze has ever been feeling pure
And the sea was so vibrant and so wide
When my heart could fly so quietly and high
I opened the door
it was unfamiliarly wet outside
the water eroded the memory
I have opened the wrong door
each door has a history
didn't know that
so I accidentally changed the story
now I'm entangled
it feels like drifting through the ocean
while seagrass has taken over your body
pushing you back
I don't want to go back
it is dark and wet
the sky is pouring heavily
compressing my lungs
I don't want to go back
I'll be forced to open my eyelids
and see
how mothers are wearing their children as a hat
… your mother
while the walls are detouring from our house
may keepers hold you safe
we didn't know better
Please don't barter with the gold in my heart,
Don't make me swallow the salt in my tears.
If you're looking for someone to rip apart,
Pick someone else ripe, in their younger years.
For Heaven sakes and all the Saints above,
Like the band, "Triumph," sings from clouds on high.
Maybe too old to get hurt in love, Baby,
But, I'm still young enough...young enough to cry!
I wanted to love you with a fierceness
Making your heart and soul long for me
You would yearn with desire from within
But the truth is simply I lacked the ability
The blame sits right here on my shoulders
In no way does any blame fall at all on you
You would’ve gave me the world if I had asked
I still couldn’t love you the way I wanted to
I’d dwell on something filling me with rage
I’d yell and scream to make you feel small
The fight lasted until the rage disappeared
You’d go in our room and quietly you’d bawl
You never deserved how I made you feel
Yet through it all you still would love me
You gave an incredible love I didn’t return
Imagine if you could’ve set your love free
You gave a hundred percent to our marriage
And i couldn’t give half of what you give away
Your heart is so genuine you continued to love
Asking god each night for help as you pray
Finally you opened your eyes seeing the truth
I’m too broken to fix no matter what you try
It breaks your heart your love wasn’t enough
And again you go to our room so you can cry
Any, many, mighty or meek,
Beware, a mouth’s let loose, at peak
To say just anything,
Meaning next to nothing,
Opening just to leak
The stuff more than enough
For limerick’s light fluff,
Should laughter come, comes from a freak,
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Happenings | 41.08.2025 | USA, humour
Note: Why so many limericks around just one person of all? His mouth leaks and reeks enough stuff for a limerick, this ditty says.
There was a time I didn’t know my worth.
I didn’t know my purpose.,
I’d felt that way since birth.
I would talk to other girls at school,
but when they formed their cliques,
they did not find me “cool.”
Not cool enough to be part of their group.
I was just their sidekick who
got left out of the loop.
Broken, I was losing my strong will,
but neither was I the type
who could just stand still.
I looked for others like myself; boldly
I bounced back, giddy, in junior high school,
where I formed bonds of gold.
I'm fed up with the makeup
with the whole facade
Continuios lies they tell themselves
In an effort to look like they're in control
Trying to stand on sinking sand
without a fondation of truth
Believing to to be smarter or better
without an once of proof
It won't end until those
most effected stand
In hope in common sense they will enroll
There I stood at heavens pearly gates
Waiting for God to decide my fate
I was still a child, though very sick
Hoping my passing would be quick.
Then an angel suddenly appeared
Took my hand and said “not yet dear”
“Hold on tight and I’ll fly you home”
In a flash I was back in bed alone.
Home for me was a hospital ward
Where the illness had to take it’s course
Though it was a long painful ordeal
I got well, but the pain I had was surreal.
The hurt was daily, monthly and yearly
Told I was too young for hip surgery
My compensating knee wore out too
So one operation became two.
Forty years passed before the first op
Two years later, the second op I got
I must have had a miracle man
For both surgeries went to plan.
Bless all medics who take care of us
Every one is a gift from above.
Stop
Too much
Is enough
Grief seeping through my body
Rendering me to surrender
To a time and place
Where my world came crashing down
Where I’m swimming against the tide
Fighting the darkness
Surrounded in tears
As I search in vain
Searching for signs —
A dime
A butterfly
A Blue Jay
A Cardinal
Or a glorious rainbow
Reminding me that you are still by my side
Not tangible
Just peace
Your aura follows me like a shadow
Claiming your spot
My angel by my side
Guiding me
Following in my footsteps
Lifting me —
Where darkness
Becomes light
Too much is enough
she loved gossip
No one is as everyone else
Moderation is the best option
Look within yourself
and mind your own business
Trust is based on
discretion and understanding
If balm of time heals, oft hurts just enough,
Heart heals because it exerts just enough.
Unfortunate for all destinations,
Journeys do end, linger thirsts just enough.
Many a love may die before its time,
Perhaps the love bird flirts not just enough.
If a marriage gets short of breath midway,
It seeks short cuts, skirts the right long enough.
Such a one flounders in march on the way,
For, pitfalls it averts not just enough.
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Ghazal |14.07.2025| time, love, marriage, journey
Too much is enough when one is full up
Had plenty to eat and plenty to sup
When feeling bloated
Tummy’s explosive
Cough loud and say sorry for the hiccup.
If by chance you should have become legless
Aim for the best, to not feeling reckless
It's not ladylike
A sure fated vice
You may find that you have become feckless.
So too much is enough, do I think?
Though I never get too much of pink,
in an outdoors type of loo
where there is too much of poo,
well, too much is enough of THAT stink!
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