Best Sympathyme Poems
I've been watching you for hours now,
wringing your hands
pacing the floor
watching the monitors
holding his hand
never leaving his side
Your spirit is strong,
he feels you by his side
knows you are there,
hears your whispered prayers
yet you are oh, so tired,
I see it in your weary face,
your bloodshot eyes
I'm here for you,
when you are ready-
pull me close to his bed,
lean back and take his hand,
close your eyes for a few minutes.
I'll stand watch with you,
I'm here for you, and
I'm not aganist catching a tear or two
I see you looking at me-longing for relief
He won't think you weak if you
sit down for a while--so,
Go ahead--
Pull me close to the bed,
take his hand,
lean back,
close your eyes,
rest.
I am here for you.
The spirits stand before me to guide me on my way
To a place so peaceful that I would like to stay
I'll be on the wings of eagles soaring through the skies
While all my friends and family say their last goodbyes
I am the bear gone fishing for everlasting life
Until I am reunited with my children and my wife
I hear lots of animals running through this eternal land
As they have come to greet me and take me by the hand
The wolves lay here beside me somewhere beyond the moon
As I wait for my family to come and visit someday soon
And I shall go on hunting for the place to lay to rest
Beside my loving mother in holy blessedness
I see the gates of our great spirit as I start drawing near
And send lots of hugs and kisses to those I hold so dear
I'll be on my journey home somewhere past our great sun
So I'm sending loving spirits to all my beloved ones
by Deborah Lynn Gale
with deepest sympathy to Native, David Welch
I HAVE A LITTE SECRET TO TELL BUT WHO I CAN I TRUST, I LOVE TO HATE YOU AND HATE TO LOVE
YOUR LUST. FOR YOU ARE MY ENEMY BUT YET I GIVE YOU MY TRUST. SO PLEASE DON'T TELL MY
SECRET KEEP IT IN FROM DAWN TO DUST!
I HAVE A LITTLE SECRET BUT IT'S FOR ME AND MINE, I WILL TELL YOU THIS SECRET JUST WAIT FOR
THE TIME.
BECAUSE OF THIS LITTLE SECRET I DON'T KNOW IF WE CAN BE, BECAUSE I'M AFRAID OF HOW YOU
WOULD LOOK AT ME. FOR THE THINGS I'VE DONE; YOU JUST MIGHT SET ME FREE, THAT'S WHY THIS
SECRET MUST REMAIN DEEP INSIDE OF ME!
I HAVE A LITTLE SECRET AND I NEED TO LET GO, BUT THIS LITTLE SECRET PUTS ON A HELL OF A
SHOW. WHEN YOUR NOT AROUND AND THE THINGS THAT YOU'LL NEVER KNOW, BECAUSE OF THIS LITTLE
SECRET, DO I LOVE YOU I JUST DON'T KNOW! NOW I'M BACK TO MY LITTLE SECRET SHOULD I LET IT GO?
I HAVE THIS LITTLE SECRET THAT'S KILLING MY HEART, BECAUSE OF MY SECRET WE MIGHT DEPART;
AND KNOWING THAT IT JUST HURTS MY HEART. I'M SORRY THAT I'M DRIFTING AWAY AND KEEPING YOU
IN THE DARK. BUT ME WITHOUT YOU WOULD JUST TARE ME APART. THAT IS WHY THIS SECRET IS A
BURDEN ON MY HEART!
I HAVE THIS LITTLE SECRET THAT I NEED TO TELL, BUT IF I SAY MY SECRET WOULD YOU TELL ME
FAREWELL? BECAUSE OF THIS LITTLE SECRET MY LIFE A LIVING HELL, BUT I HAVE THIS LITTLE
SECRET AND NO ONE TO TELL. BECAUSE I DON'T WANT TO HEAR GOODBYE OR FAREWELL.
THIS SECRET OF MINE I WISH I COULD TELL TO YOU, BUT WHAT IF YOU HAD YOUR OWN LITTLE SECRET
TO; WHAT WOULD YOU DO? WOULD YOU TELL YOUR MATE THE ENTIRE TRUTH, OR WOULD YOU SAY THAT'S
SOMETHING I JUST CAN'T DO? BECAUSE YOU DON'T WANT THAT HELL TO BROUGHT BACK TO YOU, THE
FACT THAT IT'S OVER AND YOU TWO ARE THROUGH. SO WHY CREATE A SECRET THAT WILL DESTROY THE
THINGS THAT MEAN THE MOST TO YOU?
MY LITTLE SECRET BY: CLARENCE B. BOWSER JR. THE III
I don't want to meet your eyes
Because I don't want you to see my cries
But you see me and wipe my tears
Comforting me and calming my fears
You lift up my chin
And give a soft grin
You kiss my forehead and make me smile
Making my heart race a mile
You tell me, "It'll be okay"
You bow my head and we begin to pray
Then as I still stand there with my arms crossed
You wrap your arms around me and all my fear is lost
Then you grab my hand and lead me away
"I love you" you say "It's all okay"
Shadows of fading Clouds
Staring on Ice tubes
As People proclaims goodness
Sent me a receipt and stamp
Another Common hypocrisy
Creating a false and confuse universe
Interesting game
Listen to the poets songs
The dancing dragon
Are we restricted to express
A Cage of Morality ?
A Bondage of Art Humanity ?
In the name of holy hypocrisy...
O! Liberating Universe
Remind Us
Cause
You and me are free Souls
Sons and Daughters of freedom
Share your nude souls
In our Rebellious Voyage
A liberated
Souls and Artists
Crafting our destiny
Unrestricted Pen and Ink
Unite then triumph shall it be!
This poem inspired by rules Which will limited our expression capability
Christmas night 09
Go on.
There we go.
…
That sticky red substance falls to the floor.
My way of getting rid of my pain.
As the blade cuts deeper,
The more senses I lose.
No one knows,
Because they don’t care.
Not even my parent’s,
As they’re losing their hair.
Across the tracks,
Upon my wrist.
Let it cut deeper,
Into my peaceful bliss.
I grow new scars,
Almost every night,
Because of that treacherous monster,
Who causes my fright.
He handed me this.
And told me to die.
His eyes held laughter,
As I took the knife.
He told others he was joking.
But I thought not.
Tonight is the night,
He got what he’s want.
As I cut deeper then before.
My sticky red substance,
Staining the floor.
The only to notice,
Was that purple decorated athame.
Not a shame,
To you,
Anymore….
My pureness has been taken, My heart has fully awaken
I was used and abused, I was hit hard when I pulled the wrong card.
I fell in love from a relationship made from above. You fooled me you tricked me. You put
a sward right through me.
I gave up my Husband for you, You where supposed to be my boo. But when Rich asked you if
I was your *itch
You turned around like you never new me.
You made love to me, You held me like I was a porcelain doll. Now you ignore me like I'm
an invisible wall.
You took my faith, Turned me in to a wraith.
Trust, Love and Hope are some things that God gave me but you enslaved me
FOR THE BETRAYAL CONTEST
THANK YOU Carolyn Devonshire
Choosing whom to love...is an unsolved dilemma, we humans seldom attest;
how can love be shared equally among the ones who delight our very heart?
I can't love one person more than the other, it's utter unfairness on my part;
what troubles me is to whom I'll give the deserving affection that can last...
If many haven't loved me or touched me in the simplest, truest way: I can go past that;
and wouldn't hold it against them, but what I will tell them is to be my friends and chat.
And the saddness of the matter is that friends aren't like God who's ever-present;
they live among us for a short while, then they depart to begin their jeourney's quest.
Many dark days have see me waiting on someone like a hopeless beggar: bitter, cold and sad;
no nickels, dimes or quaters were tossed into my coffee cup I held up with a trembling hand.
Fate, unfair fate will there be a time when you'll show me sympathy, and not embitter me?
If another chance at being loved were given to me, I wouldn't forfeit it when it accosts me.
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Choosing whom to love...is an unsolved dilemma, causing confusion to clearly think and pause;
not all can be certain of hearing that they are truly loved by offering them a beautiful rose.
Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci
Never did I mean to hurt you,
Because you mean the world to me,
But it drove me crazy with us being apart,
For I thought it was meant to be.
I admit my mind played tricks on me and was
a little crazy,
From us not communicating like we were,
But my heart never stopped loving you,
For I continued to try to make all your dreams
come true for sure.
Maybe I have some faults to me,
But who in this world doesn't have one or another,
And at least I admit to mine and I try to work past them,
Never letting them keep me down forever.
Hope one day you will see,
What kind of person I am,
Because who you let go, my friendship can be true,
And will always be there if I can.
It's only the dark don't be scared
yes cause when they come ill be prepared
they won't get me not tonight
as a child i was scared of much
spiders, sharks, fishmen, blankets i clutch
wears my torch much keep bright
but these things are real
call me mad maybe surreal
tonight no way, i will fight
grey skin, round black eyes
aliens fly down from the skies
on good please not, not tonight
they move through wall, paralyzed with fear
cut me open, stealing sperm, thats why they're here
...
the eye the eye oh god the eye
i look up they're here, i cry
i give up take me away to the sky
send me back, usual so much pain
tubes and knives. suck my veins
must find some rope they won't hurt me again
Pop there goes my gun and the love,
it no longer exist, You
messed everything up with being a little to rude.
Your body is trying to make it, breath the air I breath, but
the wound got you delirious dizzy and out of it.
You played me now its my turn to punish you.
I tryed to embracec your sympathy but you made me turn
into
a evil destroyer so how do want to live your life misable or
dead
Lay your head on my pillow let me heal you slowly anit till
you no how to treate a good woman beautifully.
The Sins I commit
I admit
You know it all
Punish me your way
I’ll bow my head, I accept my fate
Have no doubt, I have true faith
Though unfortunate, I know there is no alternate
But do not deprive me of my dreams
They are, My life line
At times outrageously profane, delirious, vengeful
But they are my most beautiful
Light a light
Light a light that shines within me
Deep within my soul
Kindle a fire, burn inside me
Cleanse and make me whole
May I shine and beam a light of
Your unceasing love
Poured within this heart of mine by ~
My Father in Heav’n above
Purge my soul of wayward sin Lord
Purify the dross
So that I may come before you
Kneeling at the cross
Take me out into the world to
Radiate God’s light
That men may be drawn towards my
Flick’ring in the night
When my earthly witness ends Lord
Let my soul take wings
Fly to my eternal home where
Light unending reigns
Anne Linington©
This poem is suitable for Advent and Candlemass, and the Hospice "Lights of love" service
before Christmas.
I had no idea what this really meant
I really regret the messages I sent
His heart dropped, so far to the ground
To hear me crying and not make a sound
The everlasting fear, encountered in his voice
As he wondered what had happened, not knowing it's a hoist
Playing a little joke, telling tons of lies
Thinking it was funny for him, not to figure out my disguise
Saying things, I wish I hadn't
Wishing I could take it back
Just wanted to see, If I were truly in trouble
Exactly how he would react
Childish games, I often played
I'd listen to his voice, and hang up in his face
Some days I feel as if I cannot face him
For he has done me wrong
Other times I've had to chase him
When I was not so strong
To tell him I love him, and curse him out later
And hold him responsible for past betrayers
To kiss him once again tonight, to make him think there is a might
To his advance, I start a fight
The simple fact, I had no right.
2 Years
It’s been two years now daddy
Since you left me here alone
I still lie awake and wonder
If you’ll ever come back home
Then I remember that you can’t make it
For different reasons than I wish
The next time I see you dear father
Will be when I come home to you
I still miss you more than ever
I never thought I’d make it this long
Without you guiding me and encouraging me
With everything I do
You have never judged me for anything
No matter what I have done
You have always been my hero dad
For that I regret never saying
I am thankful for the time we had
But am greedy for the time we don’t
I will never get over losing you
I will always wonder why
I will always lie awake and cry
And wonder often times why you had to die
I have asked God why he took you
Why didn’t he take me instead?
I always felt like he slipped up
And got the wrong one instead
I know there is a reason
You left me way too early
I do not think I will ever get it though
Nor, will I ever accept it
There are so many things
I don’t understand
When I look at your picture
By my bedroom wall
You give me the answers
And the strength
To withstand it all
I love you daddy, and I miss you every day. We will meet again and you can hold me like
you always did when I was little. Only this time I will not wither out of your arms.
Happy Birthday Dad!
R.I.P. Larry Wagoner 12/19/1956 – 12/19/2006