Rebirth By David Wilding (Wednesday 13th May, 11pm)
Five years ....
To some it is life,
Others it is near death,
But to me it is a lie,
A deceit of my time there.
And to you, its creator,
When you turned my life
Upside, the down fell out
And was scattered,
The pieces many, far and wide.
I am more together,
But still I seek,
I look to find what once I had,
To put together
The pieces with a new name
And new light through will shine!
Will she come there?
And help with the task.
The pieces are no mosaic,
But a crust of feeling,
A light of desire.
So strong it is
It feels so much
Like a life to come.
Is it rebirth?
Created from youth
Or resurrection
Half death, other a new song
I now see it
I take it, need it, I long for ...
The glory
The news
The silence of pain.
Heals the scars, closes the wounds.
Let them not burn now,
See them stay.
The knife that once plunged
Is now dissolute
And swords to ploughshares
Mine own shall become.
Thank you!
More Free Online Poetry (David Wilding) Poems
'Why' - by David Wilding
- Why? You told me that you loved me And begged me not to leave you Why? I gave you flowers I gave you me I gave you everything But it wasn't enough Why? I hope you're happy now In your loneliness with your lonely times And nothing to comfort you except memories ....
'Reflections Alone' - by David Wilding
- I am cold here. I sit here alone with my Habit, Sit and think of you, My only love. Where are you tonight? Do you wait? Do you hunger for me now? Are we to be together this night? Or is it another illusion of the moonlight? Another dream, a fantasy of our love. ....
'Mirrors' - by David Wilding
- And where I began, I will commence A start of abandon Ending in chaos Began with division And finished alone Such mirrors .... What do they show?? ....
'Temptation' - by David Wilding
- I know by now, Such places are wrong - they make no sense, Looking at what you can't have, And then thinking too much, Of what you'd like to do, To them. They see me? I look, they look away, It's too red, too bright, And they speak a foreign tongue. ....
'Head Begs to Differ' - by David Wilding
- Can't get you out But I must Feel you every day And all I do that was with you My heart says GO GO Head begs to differ I know I must How, how can be so cruel? When once I had all Now .... AGAIN .... I am with none ....
