Take My Hand...

A Poem by Jeremy V Chiew

Ever had that person you knew was meant to be more than what people put them down to be?

Red hair waving in the summer breeze,

Her piercing gaze staring at the endless sea,

Ears being serenaded by wind playing through trees,

Her soft lips smile as she relishes the feeling of being free.

Pain, numbing and agonizing at the same time,

Tugs at her heart from memories long past,

As she recalls every verse and every rhyme,

He used to make her heart beat fast.

Her eyes show of sorrow,

Her heart longs for a better tomorrow,

When he can finally throw

Away all her hate so that she can grow.

She's waiting for someone to show

The meaning of and how to love

And wonders if God will know

Her insecurities from His heaven up above.

Maybe now you'll see,

Just how much you mean to me.

Fret not for I will walk with thee

And show you all that you were meant to be.

When you're feeling lonely, hear me say,

You're never alone, walk with me today.

I'll be by your side everyday and in every way,

Until your dying day, come what may.

© 2014 Jeremy V Chiew

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hanselwheresgretel?

Its a lovely poem :) makes the reader wonder what the back story is... but its a bit of a stretch to use "thee" instead of "you" just to for the sake of rhyming :/ and the last line sounds like a reference to "come what may" by evan mcgregor.

Posted 9 Years Ago

9 Years Ago

I've not heard of this "Come what may" by "Evan Mcgregor", it could be a happy coincidence. Thank yo.. read more

Mizuki Yoshida

Oh what a beautiful poem , i like the fact the poem pull you inside and it you makes you read it multiple times just to understand it . It truly is a wonderful poem Jeremy

Posted 10 Years Ago

10 Years Ago

Thank you for such kind words of compliment and I'm glad you enjoyed it. Thanks for taking the time .. read more

10 Years Ago

Oh no problem at all

~*~Peace Keeper~*~

I really like this, it flows really nice. I love the image in the beginning, with her red hair flowing in the breeze I could picture her by the ocean or sea, and then I could picture her in a forest with trees swaying. It's hard to let go and I can totally understand this person's feelings of thoughts of long ago coming back and hurting her. At the end of the poem I can see God speaking this to her or a loved one, I didn't know which you meant it to be.

Good Job