Open Poetry #18 |
Taking Liberties Of Kindness |
D.Lester Young Senior Member
since 2001-12-08
Posts 1219Austin, Tx |
I keep trying to help people caught up on the street of self-destruction. I get burned way too often and find I can only help for a short period of precious time. Reaching my hands out Extending to help you up Starving I nourish you Upon my ears stories unfold Hardships crying within loneliness So sorry is my heart Mediocre chores you perform To survive in warmth As the meals wear on Things start to be taken for granted With things assumed for wandering Upon my words I do reinforce Some rules of courtesy and love Nodding answers seem to do the trick But reappearing visions of liberties taken Makes your voice rises In too much emotion A door slams As the child of the street Continues the journey On the streets frozen In self destruction Why have you forsaken me? She cries in agony As I repeat inwardly Yes why have you forsaken me? In the kindness that was In my hand D.Lester Young (01/10/02) Tuscaloosa, AL Copyright © D.Lester Young (White Eagle poetry) Words live so much when their are written from a poets heart. |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
Yes, yes, words always live when they come from a poets heart, and yours reach out to all these needy people. (sigh) God Bless You, sweet friend, we all love you so much, I too love to help people all the time and give them hope and mediate with their feelings! We all love you so much, sweet friend, this is wonderful! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Lester, thank you for sharing! May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton |
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Startime Member Ascendant
since 2000-10-03
Posts 5918Canada |
*sigh* if only they understood that love means that you love someone enough to give them limits but all too often they have never experienced real love and think it means just giving them whatever they want. No matter the hurt when we reach out and are rejected...our hearts make us keep reaching out because that is what kindness and compassion are really all about. Thank you, so much, for sharing this poem with me. **big hugs** Love I leave with you whether it is in your life now or yet the essense of your dreams. |
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