Footprints in the sand

Footprints in the sand

A Poem by iamcarolfierce
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My own version of the famous footprints in the sand.

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I am walking alone,
With my head's down
Foot naked along the sand
Admiring the beauty of the nature
Listening to the song of the sea
Looking beyond the vastness of the place
Wondering over the horizon

I was a sinner, and is still one
I had walked the wrong path
Drinking liquids of lies,
Smoking sticks of death,
And jamming in to hallucinations

It made my heart grow sober
Made my mind go weaker
And my faith dying
Everything seems heavy
My eyes soaked in tears

And then someone came near
Explored the beauty along with me
I inhaled deeply the freshness of the air
And together we raised our arms higher
It felt goos
So good that a tear tastes sweet fell

Then a salty water splashed at my face
I was awakened, no one was around
I was all alone,
Yet it felt good as if someone had been really there
And then I looked around, searching
Then i found my own footprints in the sand, 
Walking along his path.

PRAISE GOD!

© 2010 iamcarolfierce


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Very nicely written. I had a hard time reading it because it was kind of like toying with my emotions. It was happy, then it was sad, then it was happy, then I wasn't sure how to feel. But that might have been your point... or I might have read it wrong... or maybe I'm just desperate to find a happy piece of work on writerscage. Regardless, its sill a nice job!

Posted 13 Years Ago


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Beautiful.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Very nicely written. I had a hard time reading it because it was kind of like toying with my emotions. It was happy, then it was sad, then it was happy, then I wasn't sure how to feel. But that might have been your point... or I might have read it wrong... or maybe I'm just desperate to find a happy piece of work on writerscage. Regardless, its sill a nice job!

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Dump the praise god. Its repetitive for the crowd who knows footprints.

This is better then the collection of "he loves me" poems. The description is better collected. This is the real feeling.

Posted 13 Years Ago


beautiful and inspired


Posted 13 Years Ago


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Very nice write about your peaceful experience of walking in the beauty of nature while pondering on thoughts of difficult times you've had in the past, then ending your poem in a joyful feeling of content and spiritual happiness! Your version of the original poem is an outstanding write---great job! : )

Posted 13 Years Ago


Footprints in the Sand by Unknown, was that the inspiration for this!? Praise God, Indeed!

Posted 13 Years Ago


Pretty good little read, enjoyed your take on this..
I would caution you to go back and read this out loud... the flow is off just a little, making it feel a little rough, it would really pack a punch, if in your reading you changed up a few simple phrases in your wording..
ie:
1. "I am walking alone"... I walk alone.

The second stanza could really pop with a few slight changes..
I was a sinner, I still am
I walk the wrong path
Drinking liquid lies,
Smoking sticks of death,
And lost to my hallucinations

Over all a solid write.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Beautiful piece! Heart warming a joy to read!

Posted 13 Years Ago


wow... i really felt this poem! i pictured myself placing foot prints in the sand...

Posted 13 Years Ago


That is excellent. Very deep, filled with emotion. :)

Posted 13 Years Ago



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iamcarolfierce
iamcarolfierce

MANILA, Philippines



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I used to have a great passion in writing before. Composed poems and songs, had written essays and stories. However, time made me a real bum. Vices and peers came and I forgot about writing. But no.. more..

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