Grace Valentine Poet I do not know?

Beautiful Bride

I stood at the tower of my heart
And looked upon the remains of my broken dreams...
Cold and numb I feel
Is there anything left to heal?
Loneliness pierces me like a dagger
Loosing my strength I begin to stagger
What has become of me?
There is pain in everything I see
What should I rephrase?
What must I embrace?
I shall fight my misery;
For I am a woman of destiny
My tears I shall wipe aside
To the Lord, I am always a beautiful bride...

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Beata Agustin January 14, 2025 at 8:20 PM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Have a blessed New Year.

Skat A January 19, 2016 at 12:43 PM GRACE, I really enjoyed this poem thanks for sharing **SKAT**