We are not made of stone, but of flesh and blood and sometimes 'things' can hurt! And guess what...it's alright to cry. Ever cried at night? I have. Jesus put my tears in His bottle...and held me tight. Ps 56:8
From the bottom of my very soul
my heart broke last night
Still my stride today, somehow
is hopeful and light
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No one but You, Sweet Jesus
knows what You brought me through
How I clung to You and pleaded for remembrance
...that Your Precious Blood was for me too!
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This mountain is too rugged to climb...
I weepingly complained...I can't!
I want this cup removed I moaned...
Dear God....I'm spent!
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Then from the hallow of Your hands
from Your all encompassing Spirit and depth...
came Your miraculous peace
...I slept
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No one I meet can tell
not even those that know me well
Not even a hint of the battle forged is seen
For Thou has enabled me...upon You I lean
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You are with me...every step of the way
You are on my every side
No one knows that...
Last night...I cried
Ps 119:169-170, Ps 51:17, Ps 30:5
copyright; jmsbell/2005
Categories:
weepingly, 12th grade, christian, encouraging,
Form: Rhyme
(A)fter a cheer-full day full of smiles,
my nights crave for warmth of the moon,
my soul feels incomplete sometimes,
my heart looks for you in that soothing tune.
(L)eave me on my own I scream!
but my silences asks to search your clone.
I know you will never text me back,
but my eyes still, constantly stare at phone.
(O)f-course, I am happy on my own.
my heart weepingly lied.
I pretend I don’t need you,
but trust me my soul’s dying for you inside.
(N)othing feels good, nothing feels right,
my silent screams are saying your name aloud,
I want your support, I want your love
I want you to be the silver lining
of this imperfect cloud.
(E)very single emotion is burning in me,
those flames need you, to calm.
my mind already knows you will never come.
but my heart still wants you in my arms.
Categories:
weepingly, black love, dark, death,
Form: Rhyme
Rescue, From The Weepingly Blue
weepingly blue ...
yet thirsting for life
treasured days, measured by fleeting time
beckonings of truth, sorrows left behind
searching through life's winding maze
rising from shadows and vanishing heart
distant fire
a shimmering horizon
gasp, gasping, pleading, and grasping ...
for life
for serenity
a cloak to cover
world's dripping webs of darkness
closer comes
light and hope
more born of prayer
waking to find
distant fire at my feet
blessed warmth of hope's promise
new dawn glow ...
morning birds chirping
beauty stirs
an eager mind
to see
salvation and life defeating
dark terrors of
the weepingly blue.
Robert J. Lindley, 11-02- 2020
free verse
Categories:
weepingly, art, blue, creation, deep,
Form: Free verse
Digressive Death
Deflected by summer’s breeze
Find me fallen upon my knees
Now it’s time for a pensive prayer
To let go thoughts thru abrasive air
Digressive death, I will weepingly awaken
To search the heavens that have forsaken
Longing for love within the internal light
Drenched in darkness of nocturnal night
To cries of anguish we must respond
Lachrymal lure of Satan’s spawned
Lucid layers of decaying dreams
Suffocating silences in strangled screams
Incongruent idols, immaculate imagery
Fallen angels of beguiling brilliancy
Treasured tombs that satiate the soul
Amongst wandering winds, on midnight's stroll.
Jan.23.2017
The Poet And I - Contest
Sponsored by: Mystic Rose
Categories:
weepingly, betrayal, dark, longing,
Form: Quatrain
Once a tiger
Bored of the jungle life
Entered into the city’s strife
But found no new spice
He saw a great confusion
In each of the direction
Unable to understand
Why the grass here
So black
And trees so strange
Without leaves
With colourful range
In which instead of birds
Live so many men
He was still more bothered
Rushed to find
A quite place for rest
Left behind the chasing
And terrifying crowd
Happened to enter
Into a circus grand
Got strange but intimate smell
After a little search
He got to the tiger cage
Surprised he asked them
Why they were like the bondage
So thin, so weak
So gloomy, so meek
Look at me
So powerful, so strong
So healthy, so long
They said weepingly
Man has made us like him
Away from Nature
Our lovingly mother
Captivated under circumstances
Working at other’s will
Why did you dare
To come here
Here lives man
You don’t know what he can
Do to serve his selfish end
Just return to the jungle
Your natural room
To avoid such dreadful doom
They are after you
And if they found a clue
You are sure to glue
To the greedy hand
Categories:
weepingly, satire,
Form: Blank verse