I didn't mean to forget you
I got lost trying to please others
I am lost without your truth
Living in a world without colors
In an attempt to find love
I melted into a world of blame
I forgot what your love was made of
Until as a mother I was given a name
Still I forgot the peace you gave
no matter the obstacle ahead
I came back as I misbehaved
Though I felt spiritually dead
I trusted you to give me hope
For in me it had died
And was at the end of my rope
You knew the answer for which I cried
By giving my heart what it needed to cope
The most free I've ever been
Was as your friend
Because unfortunately this world
we live in
Drips from sin
I thought I was lost
Never knew I could believe
I made others pay the cost
As I became decieved
Now I know in your mighty hand
Fear can not succumb me
when for you I take my stand
But the hurt won't let me free
Agonizing in human form
I ask your Grace above
If I allow myself to trust the storm
Show me back your love
In colors of every hue
For where I dwell in black and white
I realize all it's missing is you
Keep on shining
I'm beginning to see the light
Coloring in the truth
A contest entry
- Let your spirituality free!!! by ScarletO.
300 points, ended October 26, 2007, 15 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Turn your Green Trophies into Bronze, Silver or Gold (4) by FloridaGatorQueen.
425 points, ended August 5, 2008, 29 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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This is a beautiful poem. We all sin everyday in some way. But just pray for forgiveness and learn from the mistake like you explained in this piece. Enjoyed the read! Thank you for entering my contest.
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A true testament to an insurmountable faith in God....
In colors of every hue
For where I dwell in black and white
I realize all it's missing is you
Keep on shining
I'm beginning to see the light
Coloring in the truth
I was deeply moved by these words. There's so much of it that I can relate to on many levels.
Don


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Great hopeful write. Loved the metaphor of living in a colorless world without God. The ryhme scheme worked good in that it wasn't the standard every other line rhyming all the way through.
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This is a wonderful poem showing how you have struggled on your own but now see the light. How it has always been there for you to come home to and once you gave in, you missed your home. I appreciate all the line of this poem except for the last line, I feel it is not needed and takes away from the seriousness of the rest of the poem that feels sincere.






