All Those TImes

 

All those times I cried,

I never knew if you were alive.

Every tear that fell,

I felt I was losing my pride.

 

Through every curse I uttered,

did you even hear?

I wasn’t sure of your presence.

since my mind wasn’t very clear.

 

One time I saw a place

in my head.

I was sure it was heaven,

but maybe I was mislead.

 

Whatever name that you

were called in the past,

I can’t remember now

for one name comes at last.

 

Though I may have doubted you,

and erred so many times,

you come back to me

and wipe tears from my eyes.

 

All those times, you were there,

whispering in my ear.

Finally, I realize

that I was just too deaf to hear.

Author's Note

The original purpose of this was for actually a religion assignment in my old school. We were to write a poem about God or something. I can't remember. I wrote this. I didn't want to write something fake and gooky about God. I wanted to write something that applied to me. It's not only about faith in God, but faith in yourself.

I found that faith in myself. I don't know about religion, but I like myself just the way I am. :)

Reviews

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

Oh but you heard............this is so lovely E.V.

[knowman]

I like your rhyeme and style its a lot like my style, I like the poem itself, I write a lot of Spiritual stuff.

[EMF]

I hope you will forgive this reviewr for forgetting his pedantic cynical nature.
This is one of the most beautiful things I have ever read in 47 years I would give more than 100 if I could.