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The Hardest Lesson

If you let the things you love
sift through your hands like grains of sand,
in the end you're left with nothing
but love lost in the wind.
If you let the things that hurt you
fall on your shoulders like rain
you'll never see the sun.
No, you'll never make it up
you'll just let yourself drown.
If you let your hands create good
like a sculpturer to stone
you'll never lose what you have been given.
If you let yourself grow and learn
like a kid in a sand box
you might end up with a castle,
an accomplishment, if just for awhile.
If you can move on from your mistakes
like a sunbather leaves the cold ocean
to lay beneath the sun
and watch the ocean
and not just water
then maybe you'll see the bigger picture
and learn.

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  • From The Heart
    December 5, 2008

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    I really enjoyed this poem. I like how you refer to holding on to love by not letting it sift through your hands like grains of sand. and its so true you really have to fight for love and not let it go or else it all seems to be a waste. Things are what we make them. If you want great things in your life you have to make things great. Awesome write keep it up.

  • mmook
    December 5, 2008
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    well done! this filled wonderful and awesome insights


  • WordsAndWits
    December 5, 2008

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    This is great!! Favorite Part:
    If you let the things that hurt you
    fall on your shoulders like rain
    you'll never see the sun.

    This is so true. It's what I tell myself every day. Lovely job on this poem!


  • lost-angel
    December 5, 2008

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    i have been pulled to this poem like 5 times now...
    i need to learn that...great work, and thanks for speaking to me...


  • Nicada silver member
    December 5, 2008

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    You have some wonderful insights for people in this poem. This is very creative, and I love the ideas here. In the third line "your" should be "you're" Nice write! Blessings, Patty


  • dragonscales
    December 5, 2008

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    great

    that poem was sooooo true i can relate to it very easily it just really speaks to me. and it really says it in easily understood words and pictures to


  • Horcrux.Breathing
    December 5, 2008

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    this poem is filled with hope and optermisum i admire this quality of your poem well penned well penned indeed

  • Yvette Champ gold member
    December 5, 2008

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    NB Loved the reference to watching the ocean and not just water, I often go to the shore just to watch it live and breathe and it's another reason I love listening to Valerie by Amy Winehouse/Mark Ronson. The contractors have left 'til Monday, I have that Friday feeling and am going to play that now

  • Yvette Champ gold member
    December 5, 2008
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    Poignant and philosophical poem, sage advice. Liked the reference to let yourself be like a kid in a sandbox and you may just make a castle.With so many lessons to learn from guess it's the best thing to do, jump back into the pit of impressionism yet not be moulded by it. Neat.

  • Francis Vincent
    December 2, 2008

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    terrific

    2nd read so inspiring
    insted of sending the E-m to let her know no more harrassing e-m's
    she is one of my 2 favorite sisters
    hey, i'm am going to buy her a combination birthday / christmas gift
    so i went online, yada, yada
    but
    it's signed, sealed and will be delivered on her birthday next week for ....anyway, thanks
    3rd read will be a lot better, for sure


  • HatedLoveDieingRose
    December 2, 2008

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    wow

    this poem is wonderful. I love it. I dont know how to deal with anger, or depression that well, i have been depress since the love of my life killed himself and this helped me a little bit. i love you poem!

  • Francis Vincent
    December 2, 2008
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    wonderful

    so much id
    it's going on in my life now
    i was just going to send my sister an e-m to stop harrassing me with her negative, patronizing e-m's
    but it's like destiny
    you were so generous in your rsvp
    i accessed one of your works
    and
    "....If you let your hands create good
    like a sculpturer to stone
    you'll never lose what you have been given...."
    i was in a situation
    and
    i told my friend last night
    i as a builder of relationships, love, financial assets, all things great, gym guy, hobbyist, etc
    set upon fixing things
    i had a project for my friend, a picture, plaque, set up in my tool shop,
    i would be somewhere and level the slanting picture on the wall,
    i was in the bank and realigned the walllight cover,
    even pick up a wrapper from the street and put in in the basket
    (some are so sloppy with the corner trash baskets they have no respect for a clean neighborhood,
    i would help someone on the street carry a bed mattress,
    etc
    what a great inspiration you work is for family values, neighborhood co-operation,
    your deeds, work will be great for word of mouth chit chat
    who knows, maybe some of the homeboys will get some overtime
    christmas is coming, they could use the money
    can't we all

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