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Just To Be

Where is 
that place were I can just be, 
silent and peaceful
                      Like the paced 
waves of the sea. I long for a 
space inside heaven 
                      Were I'm free, 
I'm finally home just like it was 
meant to be.
                      Friends and 
family wear their hearts on 
their sleeve, love and devotion
                      Meets our every 
need.


                              No longer 
do we  struggle, or faint or 
fight to be free, for
                      We are finally in 
the place we can just be.
                      Not a blemish 
or fault can be found within 
me, my savior has cleansed 
                      Me of sin I am 
free, to worship and praise in 
complete divinity.


                            My father 
and his son and a place made 
just for me, crown on my head
                     White robe down 
to my feet, beautiful mansion 
towers over the sea, emerald
                     Waters glisten 
diamonds for free. I can run, 
jump, even fly if need be, in 
my 
                     Wonderful home 
created just for me


                         No pain, fear 
or worries plague this heart 
inside me, and I am alive and 
                    Coexist in 
complete harmony.swung open 
are the garden gates, as they 
were  
                    Intended to be, I 
now sing, laugh and play in 
heaven where I'm free!

Copyright © Yvonne Roberts | Year Posted 2010



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Not Going To Be Ok

No dreamer, it's not right, not how you wish it to be.
                           Stale air inhale exhale, continue to question everything,
                            And everyone, hold no exception to yourself.

                            No conclusion reached or hypothesis proven.
                            You are called a fool, blind you are to reality,for only you
                             cannot see, it's not going to be ok, life is not going to
                             Just go on.

                             Its bright, red and simply raw. This shade of black is 
                             darker, deeper unbearable, an unknown unbearable abyss.
                             What direction, which way, spinning out of control.

                             Stripped of everything, never knew it was possible,
                             glass shattering, piercing, loud, detaching from 
                              Everything and everyone. never been a part of it all
                             Illusion is exposed! Now exhale
 
                             Inhale, veil removed, no boundaries all is renewed.
                             Restoration is at hand, off in the distance, yes it's visible now.
                             Calming, healing, loving lifting me up.

                             By my side, walking silently, strong omnipresence,cradling, loving, protecting
                             safeguarding that which I thought was forever lost, my heart.

Copyright © Yvonne Roberts | Year Posted 2010

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Edge of a Tear

I lost my way a long time ago, feels like I lost my way a long time ago.
         Right when I was supposed to be figuring out who I was, 
         Something frightened me and I was taught to fear and not to trust
         So I don't know who I am, what I enjoy, or what I should be doing.

      I lost my way a long time ago, feels like I lost my way.
         I learned self reliance at an early age, responsibility robbed me of
         Self discovery, because I was never taken care of,
         No one ever saw me, so friends I lost my way.

      I wear a mask because I am confused, I search but can't find me.
         Its as if I have been invisible this whole time
         I don't know who I am, no one gets me, but hey I don't get myself,
         because I was never anyones priority, not really important, 
         Seen never heard, needed never appreciated,I have lost my way friend,
         Feels like I lost my way.

      I showed up unexpectedly , so no one planned, or prepared for me, 
         thus leaving me all alone, so I started off badly friend, that's how I 
         became lost so early on.
         I couldn't figure it out, even though I really tried hard, I tried really hard you know,
         but I just didn't understand, or get it.
       
     So I have lost my way , lost my way a long time ago, and so here I am, now what!

Copyright © Yvonne Roberts | Year Posted 2010


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