What I Pray

I ask God every day
Why do I have to feel this way?
With string of pain pulling at my heart
And sorrowful melodies that never end, only start

On my own I try to find
To no prevail only answers declined
Heart is crying tears that increasingly bleed
For his love, his passion are what my soul needs

Patience is what I am told
This is what keeps me from the dark cold
The hope that some day God will form a way
For our love to finally have it's unique, wondrous display.

Reviews

[alesuriko]

Good poem. I couldn't really get into it because I don't really do the whole god thing so I wasn't that interested from the beginning but it was nicely written and I'm sure it means well to those who are religious.

[Lost, n'MT]

You did it again, another fantastic piece. Something tells me you have nearly limitless great writings awaiting to share. This is a fantastic write and I feel myself asking the same questions and feeling the same emotions. (Interesting tidbit: I did not know that was how you spelled wondrous). But on that note, this indeed such a wonderful read, thank you as always for sharing. --Broken Soul

[Coyote Poetry]

A beautiful poem with many question. I believe patience and walking slowly into love and life allow us to know the good from the bad. A excellent poem.
Coyote

[Jenny Nelson]

Great write! I really and particularly like your first stanza. The last line wraps up the flow of the piece really well.

[MissWordSmith]

that was deep! so many hidden meanings! loved it!

[Antonio Valentino]

Patience is one virtue easier said than done isn't it Poetic?

Cliche maybe but good things arise for those who wait.
Very sweet and sincere here!

Antonio

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

It's got a wonderful flow with helps highlight the uplifting feel of your words... very nice indeed.

[Bette]

i love it beautiful