I tremble before you, my vying emotion
I thought I could be loved with complying emotion
My mirror used to love my sight
there is no more of that undying emotion
Neglect tore at me, scattering me into shards
This whole life of mine is fragmented by self-denying emotion
Love is what you give away
To anything but my trying emotion
If you came back it'd be too late-
You permanently left the scar of dying emotion
Categories:
self denying, child abuse, hurt, mental
Form: Ghazal
Oh how I wish I had his Art!
I am two fools I know: one for loving you,
And one for not letting go;
When you draw away, and abandon me.
When all is said and Donne,
We are but simple fools; who in self denying
Verse, lament our state and wish we were
Otherwise, and in the sun,
Of intimate love.
Though none set my words to lilting voice,
Nor sing my hurt to salve my wounds.
Yet in indulgent penning of these words,
I relieve my grief and find solace in
Public pronouncement of my inner
Sadness and despair.
Your silence speaks with more finality
Than I wish to hear.
And I am Donne.
Categories:
self denying, allusion, appreciation, grief, lost
Form: Verse
It was a special day and he’d hardly said his vows
When some gory militants struck in the northern part,
The groom’s suit he replaced with the soldier’s uniform
And the merry radiance faded to reflect his troubled heart.
As the journey north spiraled into the prickly thickets
He still heard the cheery songs cut short by the duty’s call,
The charm of his newly-wed’s kiss hung on his drying lips
And still could hear the echoing claps of those in the hall.
“The soldier’s portion is as bitter as gall…”
He thought as the precarious road got rougher.
The soldier must pay for the civilians’ peace,
By being self-denying, and sacrificially tougher.
And so our soldier and his mates were ambushed
By the enemy fire that caught them by surprise.
The newly-wed wife anxiously awaited the news
Of the operation that led to her hubby’s demise.
This unfortunate guy’s fate is what a soldier daily faces
Simply to guarantee the civilian the happiness he chases.
Categories:
self denying, pain, war, , fate,
Form: Verse
A Life of Great Fullness
Although His life was self-denying
Shadowed with pain and care
Christ’s Spirit was never crushed
By the load He did bear
His heart was a wellspring
Of peace, joy and gladness
He wants the same for you
A Life of Great Fullness.
He never said that there
Would never be some pain
For if there’s only sunshine
We’d never have the rain
Both are blessings
And extremely essential
For the preservation of life
Is their potential
He was a man of sorrows
But of great joy as well
He had a time of fasting
A time of parables to tell
He performed many miracles
That brought Him great pleasure
To set the captives free
Still is for Him a treasure
So if your load is heavy
And your Spirit seems crushed
Reach out, help others
Your own burdens will be hushed.
Copyright © Maureen LeFanue 2008-2012
www.maureenlefanue.com
Categories:
self denying, faith, inspirational, life, joy,
Form: Rhyme