"poems that could save your life"

[Roxi]

the prohet is amazing. am reading it at the moment actually

[smiles-of-pain]

This poem is for when you feel like giving up.

Do not let your fire go out..
Spark by irreplaceable spark,
in the hopeless swamps of the
not-quite, the not-yet,
the not-at-all.
Do not let the hero in your soul
perish, in lonely frusteration
for the life you deserved, but never
been able to reach.
The world you desired can be won.
It exists..
it is real.
It is possible.
It is yours.

- 'Lucas Scott' - One Tree Hill

[smiles-of-pain]

Poem for grief.



I am standing upon the shore.
A ship at my side spreads her white sails
to the morning breeze
and starts for the blue ocean.
She is an object of beauty and strength.

I stand and watch her until at lenght she
hangs like a speck of white cloud just where
the sea and sky come to mingle with each other.
Then someone at my side
says : "There, she is gone!"
"Gone where?"
Gone from my sight. That is all.
she is just as large in mass and hull and spar
as she was when she left my side, and she's just
as able to bear her load of living freight to her
destined port.
Her diminished size is in me,
not in her.
And just at that moment when someone at my
side says,
"There, she is gone!"
There are other eyes watching her come,
and other voices ready to take up the glad shout:
"Here she comes!"
And that is dying.

[PassingCloud]

Autobiography in Five Chapters

by rinpoche. a tibetan author.
this poem really helps me when i'm struggling.

I walk down the street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk
I fall in.
I am lost ... I am helpless.
It isn't my fault.
It takes me forever to find a way out.

II

I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I pretend I don't see it.
I fall in again.
I can't believe I am in the same place
but, it isn't my fault.
It still takes a long time to get out.

III

I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I see it is there.
I still fall in ... it's a habit.
my eyes are open
I know where I am.
It is my fault.
I get out immediately.

IV

I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I walk around it.

V

I walk down another street.

[Roxi]

I really like thaT one about the hole ... thanks for posting

[Cellardoor]

Autobiography in Five Chapters ...

Love that as well.

x

[Roxi]

....I really like this poem - it just speaks to me

It is better to be together
(Ruth Miller)

It is better to be
Together. Tossed together
In a white wave, than to see
The ocean like an eagle

It is better to lie
In the stormy seething
Than to judge the weather
In an eagle's eye

Cold is the bird
Who flies too far
In the clear vision
Which saints and eagles share:
Their faraway eyes are bitter
With darkend prayer.

O, it is better to try
With the white wave, together
To overturn the sky.

[vampirelover]

Im more interesting in writing poetry then reading it but mayby il get the book