Suffering in silence, (poem) by JASMIN HORST E. P. SEILER on AuthorsDen

Suffering in silence,
by JASMIN HORST E. P. SEILER → (All Poetry by JASMIN HORST E. P. SEILER)
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So many people, no voices, so many suffering in silence, even on AD,
Suffering alone, suffering silent, In despair and pain, In abandonment, lost in a desert of voices, Caring, but distant, estrangement the curtain, All alone bereft of healing choices, You are hurting, hurting, hurting, Lonesome every task, every step is, hurting, Futile in your thoughts, strange, furtive, No sense of future joy, ever again, The communion cup lies buried deep, Such is the moments, every moment’s pain, All day, and night you weep, Strange familiar arms enfold you, Caring, sharing, but you’re alone, Sealed in your tomb of pain and silence, You’re alone in this fastness realm, No soothing words make sense, No guiding star you see, no captain at the helm, A light, a voice, an inner knowing, Who is calling, intensely do you listen, Is that you, oh my God, it’s you, In brightness shines your day, And now with angels fly, you do, Love and wisdom had their say, Life a staircase to this light, Some stairs are stark and sombre, Some are, in riches joy rewarding vast, Every step you take, wisdoms cup enlightens, Drink it deeply, toast to life, up to the last, An extra cup, a toast, your day it brightens,©09/01/2010

Reviewed by robyn windsor (Reader)

Reviewed on January 12, 2010

wow im impressed with the words they are so real good on you

Reviewed by Patrick Granfors

Reviewed on January 10, 2010

Thank you Jasmin. You pretty much hit the nail square on my head and to wallow is a pointless self destructive exercise. You have made my day brighter. Patrick

Reviewed by Victoria's Poetry & Voices of Muse

my heart raised
in an embracement
an offering of soul
listening...
in quietude
Love's gentle gifts are penned
through & through in your words
even in sorrows darkness
Vickie

Reviewed by Georg Mateos

Can we reduce it all to a cup of Java? Many a soldier on a cold night would have his sufferings soothed by a strong black coffee telling his bones that he was still alive!

Georg

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Drink it deeply, toast to life, up to the last

Amen, my friend.

Reviewed by Liana Margiva

EXCELLENT!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva

Reviewed by Edwin Hurdle

You definitely express the truth in this piece.take care

Reviewed by Andy Turner

Reviewed on January 9, 2010

Indeed, it is dark, life is dark until you find the Light and loneliness is banished as one walks, guided on their pilgrims path.

Reviewed by John Flanagan

Jasmin,
Many will understand this and identify with it, there is, as you say in the introduction, so many suffering in silence. This is disturbing truth, but truth it is.
Thank you.

John