What had happened?
What is wrong?
They all will ask
But will they risk understanding?
No, many can’t handle the idea
The idea that the being before them was broken
Rejoined and broken again
Over and over with nothing to give
Nothing but a fake smile and laugh to ease others
Will they know it’s fake?
Will they even care?
What would happen if we could all give a bit more?
To those around us broken beyond repair?
Would the world spin a bit brighter?
Or would we all become a bit darker?
Oh I’d ask what is wrong?
What had happened?
What is needed?
If only I could speak
But alas
I am broken.
I really didn't need to go
But I found a reason to leave
I got in the car, put her in drive
To shop at Stuff Mart
...just a little bit
I didn't want the whole
A piece of the pie would do
What they left were crumbs
The part unnecessary for pleasure
...just crumbs, really
Don't bother to get up
I can still walk and get around
Your requests must be met
While mine can remain, unfound
...just...for...a bit
No, I am not a victim
I left that way long ago
I grew a pair, manned up
Realizing the cost for care
...just...justice would NOT be served
I decided a hug was too much
I decided consideration a debt
Reciprocity demands service
And I, well, I am unwilling to pay
...so, I JUST...stay
Written by Trudy Schrader on 09-24-2026
TO BEING FORGIVEN AND GIVING FORGIVENESS
You’ve abandoned me;
You must be so lonely.
Love for you, crowds me.
And you cannot uncrowd it;
For it’s of God’s given grace:-
I’ve forgiven you,
God navigated me to:-
Can’t you forgive me?
I am sorry for my sins;
God’s forgiven me; can’t you?!
I fancy you will find a wonderful man
Who loves you the way I once did
And will hold your admiration in hand
To give back to you what I once undid.
A man who understands who you are
One who is present in your times of need.
A man who loves you both near and far
To support you when you fail or succeed.
Perfect in every way, handsome, graceful
Adhere always to your whimsical whims.
Never wavering, unkind, or wasteful
Keeping you warm at night with sturdy limbs.
Greets you every morning with fanfare
Adheres to all the desires you may crave
And meets your unrealistic standards
Pining to please you from cradle to grave.
In your troubled world there is only one
Who is tough enough to withstand such fun.
The mythic gods are capricious
They stalk and torment mortal men
Demanding gifts and offerings
In exchange for what they promise.
But the true God is a giver
Showering men with gifts galore.
First, he puts breath in their nostrils
Then provides them with daily bread.
He’s the one who gives them knowledge
and the skill to earn a living.
Strength to labor, health to enjoy
all the pleasure that life affords.
When the farmer sows his plowed fields
God is the one who sends the rain
and the sun that makes crops ripen
yielding bounties for our bellies.
God makes the wombs of women fertile
so they can conceive and give birth
to the beings that replenish,
the human race, on planet earth.
When you enjoy nature’s beauty,
Just remember, God created
all the wonders that you behold
Are a gift from God, your maker.
After mankind disobeyed him
bringing sin and death on humans
God sent his Son down to this earth
to give his life to ransom us.
There is no God like the true God
who gave his life for his servants.
God the giver, bid you follow,
give him your being in return.
I translated this from German to English. Which unfortunately makes it less elegant.
To share my love,
nothing more painful can I imagine,
than to tear my heart in two.
To be bound to someone eternally,
but never fully belong to him
There is neither yes nor no,
just endless desire.
To be betrayed, in the
most cruel way, is not
with the body, but
with the heart.
Chaos of emotions, Love and
Suffering have never been closer to
each other.
How will this End, no
solution in sight
With pain and tears?
I don't know
The obligation, to have to make a decision
weighs heavily on my Shoulders
Your eyes glisten
and a tear forms.
Your Braille tongue
mouths a silent vocabulary.
The ‘O’ of your mouth
spells out the anguish within,
and with mute hands
you give voice to
an ear-piercing scream.
Spare a thought for tiny penny,
how sad those folks that haven't any.
It's the smallest coin of the realm
and made of copper, like a charm.
Those who don't even have a stitch
they could become immensely rich
if only others to them brought
a shiny penny for each thought.
“Supplicants, bring forth your offerings”
“Your Majesty, I bring encouragement”
“Your Highness, I bring optimism”
“I, Your Awesomeness, bring unbounded joy”
“Your Honor, I bring dinner from my wife”
“What? Dinner from your wife? What kind of offering is that, knave?”
“Well, it certainly is no sacrifice, sir!”
I miss you
I MISS YOU (how to let go?)
Why can't I be with you?
Every day like the sunshine.
They say time heals all wounds,
But my Heart is
for all eternity to yours
Bound.
I have to comprehend,
I can't see you..
It sounds like a joke,
But to miss you this much,
It really breaks my heart!
For Pierre.
Stay a child of the sun in your life
Because whosoever hath the sun
Can give the sun!
If you love wealth, do not love me
For there are many who are richer than me
If you love beauty, do not love me
For there are many who are more beautiful than me
Yet if it is love that you love, only love me
For there is no one who loves you more than I.
The act of giving charity
performed with regularity
guarantees prosperity
from the moment it is given
unto posterity
This word driven
I'm trying to be driven by the struggles and mad situations that iv be around ..iv got to be driven for the opportunities that I can see right in front of my eyes... I swear there isn't no better motivation more than the hard times we all have been around that's what made us hit the bottom..of of the ground in the the first place what made us stand up and look around. so be driven to make whatever it is in your own version. of trials and tribulations..work. and this word driven is a universal word what we all should used to prosper in what helps you in your
own terms.... and this word driven what we all face in life..... I hope this word driven can make life a little bit better in time
This word driven in time..because
allbetter things in
Unbound by the need to ever explain,
Leaving behind the ghosts of blame,
You let the heavy yesterdays fall
And answer no lingering, spectral call.
Just sit for a moment, fragile and bare,
In the quiet rooms of your own mind's care.
Hold your own heart like a wounding friend,
And let the fractured pieces blend.
For sometimes, the soul requires no more
Than to rest its weight on a peaceful shore,
To remember, through tears that gently start,
How beautiful life is, right where you are.
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