Best Believed Poems
I always believed
at some point in time
due to some hidden
moral rhythm and rhyme...
a word triggered memory
would rob you
of that tranquility
that you've wrapped
around yourself
tightly
leaving no room
for truth to touch
and remind you
of the pain I still feel
the pain you won't heal
I always believed
you'd finally come around
with no fanfare
no whisper of sound
I'd feel your presence and know
some inner longing for amends
baptized by remembered virtue
had brought you to me
and the pain would turn to glee
when I'd hear your words:
"Let all be well.
Come out from that hell"
Well...
I'm still waiting
cause the hardest lesson
I've had to learn
is that people can maim and blame
do their utmost to shame
and....have no remorse
leaving one with no recourse
with no conscience to appease
they do as they please
while psychopaths are locked up
serial killers face their dues
but serial tongue lashers
serenity crashers
get to walk away scot-free
makes no sense to me
you see...
I always believed
one day...
you'd finally
feel the need
you'd want to be freed
from the memory of wrong
and you'd finally be strong
strong enough
to ask forgiveness
of
me
am I a fool to believe?
Eileen Manassian
Across the valley
Stood the mountain I believed to be id
Two levels and a summit
Made it appear layered
Like first-dynasty pyramids
It would be a long climb
Step, stumble, slip,
Clutch and elevate my entire being
The valley’s simple green plants
Lived in symbiotic coexistence
With bees and ants
Nature nurturing nature
An embryonic journey
Between the Tigres and Euphrates
Such splendor might have caused me to remain
Many do
But I walked on
At the base of the mountain I paused
The summit hidden by a cloud ring
I looked back upon my Mesopotamia
Hailing its verdant simplicity
Questioning the summit’s worth
But uncontrollable curiosity
And unquenchable desire
Edged me forward
I climbed onto rocky soil
I stumbled as stones slipped ‘neath my feet
Reaching out to clutch a bush
I pulled upward
The first plateau ran before me as a brook
I peered into the pool of life
Finding amphibians, reptiles, fish
I waded
Ankles rubbing green algae
Creating eerie sensitivity
Slippery touch
The water cooled me
Thinning air brought calm
A sandy bottom soothed me
Such harmony might have
Caused me to remain
Many do
But above me
Within a mystical Saturnic cloud
Secrets of the summit beckoned
Edging me to elevate
Sweaty palms grasped a wild rose’s stem
Sharp thorns drew blood
My body fatigued, I cursed the climb
What marvels lay above the ring
The second plateau’s diversity thrilled me
Simple moss, brown rabbits
Deer with long, willowy legs
Hundreds of life forms
Gave me entrance
To Thoreau’s untouched paradise
The alluring cloud hung low above me
I questioned my destination
The second plateau’s oasis might have
Caused me to remain
Many do
But irresistible desire
Again edged me to step, stumble
Slip, clutch and elevate
I entered the cloud layer
Feeling hot and cold dancing vapor
The mountain I believed to be id
Swam under my feet
Perplexed, I muddled upward
Above the timber line
No trees, no grass
No plants, no animals
No life
Still I was curious for id
And took the final step
A cold granite peak
Amidst the grey moisture
Self-realization was achieved
I had seen all that was beautiful
But passed it by
The key to paradise was offered
Three times
Yet I had been a martyr to my own desire
I could not see
The valley, brook,
Or paradise of total life
I could see
Only myself
And I cried
For want of something beautiful
Affliction has various effects
but must not topple my belief
so easy to fill self in alarm
the lies of mankind bring grief
Come to the Lord calling His name
lifting up the cup of salvation
thanking God for all His benefits
accomplished in His plan of redemption
Keep your vows before God's people
in their presence give it to the Lord
remember how precious in God's sight
His saints passing onto the heavenly cord
The Lord's servant is what I am
to serve Him only is my aim
for God has loosed my bonds
so now be His constant living flame
Give God my sacrifice of thanksgiving
calling in His name forevermore
in His presence obey Him always
praise the Lord with a mighty roar
("I believed, even when I spoke:
“I am greatly afflicted”;
I said in my alarm,
“All mankind are liars.”
What shall I render to the Lord
for all his benefits to me?
I will lift up the cup of salvation
and call on the name of the Lord,
I will pay my vows to the Lord
in the presence of all his people.
Precious in the sight of the Lord
is the death of his saints.
O Lord, I am your servant;
I am your servant, the son of your maidservant.
You have loosed my bonds.
I will offer to you the sacrifice of thanksgiving
and call on the name of the Lord.
I will pay my vows to the Lord
in the presence of all his people,
in the courts of the house of the Lord,
in your midst, O Jerusalem.
Praise the Lord!")
Psalm 116: 10-19 (ESV)
I believed in you
When no one else would
I never had a doubt
I always knew you could
I believed in us
When no else could see
How true our feelings were
How we were meant to be
I believed in faith
When things started to fall
I believed we'd overcome
I thought we could do it all
I believed I was dreaming
When you said we were through
But I believe what hurt the most
Was I believed in you
In this magical forest, in every enchanted tree,
There lived odd creatures that are so rare to see,
White unicorns and tiny fairies with glowing wings,
Huge, green dragons and a mermaid who sings,
So many stories this curious, little girl had heard,
Though, she did not believe in a single word.
She moved the long grass and peered through,
To find a babbling brook with waters of blue,
Her eyes grew wide and she could not speak,
When she saw what was floating along the creek,
A tiny, glowing fairy was sitting upon a daisy,
Who was gazing at the sky and feeling quite lazy.
The sprite was frightened by this sweet, little girl,
Who was curiously twisting a little, blonde curl,
The fairy jumped up from the daisy and into flight,
The innocent, little girl had meant her no fright,
She watched with wonder as she flew away,
And wanted to catch her and ask her to stay.
All of a sudden this girl began to slowly shrink,
In her little mind she had no idea what to think,
When a giant butterfly had just landed at her side,
She quickly grabbed onto it's wings to go for a ride,
She could tell this sprite stories she had never heard,
And wondered if she would believe in a single word.
Roger Horsch's contest - "The Magical Forest"
I have just heard a country song on the radio and I want to use it as a memory
for a wonderful lady.
She's up there waiting
I know she will be watching over me
She brought me into this world of ours
and guided me through life
She encouraged me to be
Whatever I wanted to be
and I know
She believed in me .
She was there to watch my first steps
as I walked
She was there to hear my first words
When I talked
She was there to pick me up
When I would fall
She was there to answer
My every call
She lives for me now
In my heart and memory
And I know
She believed in me .
She told me it was ok
For a man to cry
She chastised me
Whenever I tried to lie
Right from the early days of my youth
She taught me to tell the truth
Yes she taught me to see
How wonderful
Life can be
and I know
She believed in me.
Mother I miss you
To all you taught
I've tried to be true
I know we'll meet again
Someday
I know you had to go
Away
And Mother
I will always
Believe in you.
The were the three Magi with mantels and beards, traveling
on strong camels as far as Bethlehem and having
seen a wondrous star, they began their long journey
by bringing precious gifts, but they warned Joseph and Mary
of Herod's malicious intent...so they fled to Egypt
on a donkey that never complain of a sore hip!
They believed in the Savior as Herod himself full of pride,
and being very wise, they never returned
to tell him what kind of child they had found!
They brought their gifts and knelt at a child
whose fate as foretold was to die for us all,
and he gladly accepted them hearing His Father's call!
Not having heard from the Wise Men who had lied to Him,
Herod sent his soldiers to kill all children under three: screams terrorized Bethlehem;
no, they weren't moved by their mother's painful cry
and shedding their innocent blood they revenged that lie!
O mothers of Bethlehem, Jesus knew that they were slaughtered because of Him!
O mothers of Bethlehem, you wept and moaned as they bled as a sacrificial lamb!
They believed in the Savior from what they had read,
and wanted to see for themselves the glorious event that Daniel spoken of:
the brightest star shining over Bethlehem as angels sang,
announcing Christ's birth in a small town groping on a hill of citrus and clove!
Written on December 16, 2012
I believed,
I saw peace rise from the ground
breathing his disease over the world.
and love, love
danced her tune over hate
mutilating him deep into hell.
and people turned,
seeing man's true colors, praising
their countries for lasting peace.
Jesus wept.
He saw his earth unite into his dream
all men can see.
and love and peace
pledged to walk the earth carrying
their message throughout eternity.
Roses are red
Trepidations were you
Your affirmations from my kisses
Wouldn’t be enough
To get through to you
I would compile the wishes in our visions,
Candlelight laughter caressed the dishonor in your smile
And I would slow dance with your embattled tears,
Empathic gestures where you are the only sunshine
Who matters
Violets are blue
Like the skies which I sought for us to fly
But you wanted to hold me from a distance
With welcomed whispers on text
Now, I disconnect this line to your recycled insecurities.
While I water the flowers of my present,
To grow a new tomorrow
Hoping the dirt in your lyrics will one day embrace the rain.
@Tacito
I once believed there was just no way out
When I took on all that they would say
I decided not to listen as they deny or shout
I looked inside and went on my way
I refused to be what they demand or want
When I took on all that they would say
I once believed those words that haunt
Until I focused on today, this moment
I refused to be what they demand or want
I looked inside at all the time I spent
I lost a lot and sometimes cried some more
Until I focused on today, this moment
I once believed I couldn’t reach the shore
But, I kept on swimming, looking at the sky
I lost a lot and sometimes cried some more
I looked inside, found all the reasons why
I once believed there was just no way out
But, I kept on swimming, looking at the sky
I decided not to listen to them deny or shout
Heidi Sands
8/7/17
Soldiers were marching
down the Old Kent Road,
and Prince William
was saying me instead of I.
Was there a good choice of news
when they gave us William?
"Me and Catherine were there,
were there in the Old Kent Road",
but we did not believe him.
We saw soldiers.
8/27/2016
To whom has the hand of the Lord been revealed?
From where does He come? His movement is beyond
Known speed.) Also If you travel to the height of the sky.!
You will not discern His face, yet He will observe you
The plumb line is in his hand, by his breath the sea is parted
He is full of true light, yet He passes without human notice
He is full of energy, His way of travel known only to a few.'
To those He has chosen to reveal Himself before.!
Who know also they are but unworthy servants.'
Rest from studying Him now.. for He comes and goes
Yet never leaves those He has purchased bereft
His character is one of mercy, yet His decision is swift..'
Finality Is His perrogative, all life springs from Him.!
Bewildered and frightened I took a wrong turn
I asked everyone what do I do
It was my Heavenly Mother who answered my cry
My dear child She said, "It's all up to you!"
But I listened with haste and again turned away
The demands of this life once again took their hold
Then with song I heard a faint voice call my name
"My dear child", she said, "You must take control"
This time I listened and I knew I could be
The child she commanded, yes now I could see
She showed the path I just had to believe
I could follow His trail and yes it was all up to me
Brenda Elizabeth Rose
To whom has the hand of the Lord been revealed?
From where does He come? His movement is beyond
Known speed.) Also If you travel to the height of the sky.!
You will not discern His face, yet He will observe you
The plumb line is in his hand, by his breath the sea is parted
He is full of true light, yet He passes without human notice
He is full of energy, His way of travel known only to a few.'
To those He has chosen to reveal Himself before
Rest from studying Him now.. for He comes and goes
Yet never leaves those He has purchased bereft
His character is one of mercy, yet His decision is swift..'
Finality Is His perrogative, all life springs from Him.!
If my head wasn't filled with thoughts of revenge
I'd be able to unclench my fist and open my hand, to take God's in mine
Leading me out of the darkness
Stepping foot in his everlasting garden
Planting seeds of forgiveness for my enemies
So that by rainfall, I will be nourished and bud with new perspective
Washing away will be my pain and suffering
I'll be praying for my enemies
By morning sunlight
The ideas of vengeance, my sins
Will evaporate
I will ascend and be uplifted
Holding onto angers hand
Is like befriending the Devil
To not be in contact with God or your soul
Only to be entranced in the thought of sinning
Our lives are not guaranteed
We could all die at any second
I will leave this earth in peace
To join my fellow brethren
Not plotting revenge, only praying that those who have harmed me
Will reconcile with us in heaven
Forgiveness for our enemies
Is a courageous and powerful act for a person to do
So don't waste life's precious seconds cursing others
When you could be using that time to pray for you
Pray your heart can let go of those wrong doings
Pray your debtors will someday see the light
Pray eventually they can plant seeds of their own
And take God's hand to be led out of the darkness
When my life is taken, by then it won't be for granted
I will be strong, my ego I will have overcome
Even if it's with my dying breath, I will have the love to rise above
I'll be down on my knees
To God I will be
Praying for my enemies