For I am only human, It was never my choice To crush a mountain or drain the sea, I may not see the facts laid for me, Being blinded by sight, It was never the sort of pain I hoped, Dearly hoped to overcome, But the sort of pain I knew I couldn’t, No matter how strong the determination, Nor the encouragement, And when God becomes the matter of question, I understand, Truly understand that Prayers are meant to be answered But not all, And His time will never be of mine, Leaving me, a human, To make believe that mountains could be crushed And seas could be drained, No matter, I am still a human, Weak but made strong in He, Who loves, cares, and understands, But as the hands move from one point to another, I see my treasures whether through sweat and pain Hurt or shame, Swept away, As though to say That they aren’t mine though they seem to be, And I wonder why prayers, Yes, prayers, Are answered not to the benefits Of the seen, But to the unseen, However, I am still human, Having no choice but to be obedient, Standing beneath the hands of He Who holds the earth.
Sam Jo Lene 5PA1 Convent Light Street
07/02/09
wrote this today ! put yaself in my shoes and maybe you'll understand why I'm still human. xD hmmm.... fishball, i think you'll understand this poem pretty well if you read carefully. =] Bun.
It was one December morning When everything seemed not to be warm Curled up in bed crying Hiding from the petrifying storm Your world had been dead For as long as eyes could see And hands could touch Your face was numb Cold Expressionless It was as though you were A shadow Laying on your side Hoping to be heard, yet being silent It was as if your soul had given Your body independence Though you were freed Your eyes were in a distance That’s all they were and will be Though stars seem to be so near My hands would never be able to reach it You are my star There, but never there My mind was not of yours Was it only in dreams, we could ever meet? Reality is a painful thought For it hurts As much as the heart weeps of guilt And skin thirsts for love For it hurts To the depths of being A lonesome cloud Waiting to be ripped by the wind For being apart and never one Was all we were Was all we’ll ever be It will never be revealed The truth Behind your tears of laughter As long as lips can speak And hearts can seek It will forever be hidden Forever be hidden.
Sam Jo Lene 4PA1 Convent Light street
found this in my folder this morning. = does anyone understand the torment im trying to imply here? xD
