As I sit here in this little place
I feel the enormity of empty space
Like a winter burdened tree
I long await the warmth of a summer’s song
Aching for the beauty that comes with thee
I’ve spent an eternity avoiding the seasons of my life
Pretending to be the unwilling victim of my strife
Loneliness overwhelms me as the moons go by
I ask myself, Why not, stop wondering why?
Finding ways to end up alone
Lest fear of loss takes its hold
And turns my world again to stone
A reflection of hardened features
Avoidance taking its toll
I stand now facing my own creatures
I look for the warmth of a summer’s song
I weep for the seasons that have all gone
I feel the strength of one growing strong
I’m joining the living where I belong
By Nydia DeSoto, Copyright. March 15, 2003
Fortunately life's giving me opportunities to let go of the past I use to hide
behind. Fear is a paralyzing force that can contribute to the stagnation of your
soul. I don't want to wake up one day realizing that my life has passed me
by while I sat on the sidelines too afraid to participate.
With Your Soul
To love with your soul
And bleed from your heart
To heal that dull pain
And make a new start
To ache for the dreams
That you dreamt for so long
To take what's been given
No matter how wrong
He brought joy & sweet laughter
To a soul so forlorn
I grieve for the dreams
Forever gone
I've let go, set him free
Time & again
Tell the depths of my soul
That this is the when
No matter
The soul does not listen
All these years have gone by
And my tears they still glisten
He died long ago
The pain still quivers my jaw
Embittered abandon
That still remains raw
By Nydia DeSoto copyright May 31, 2003
We are smart we know that there are steps we can take. Steps that we can
apply to our daily lives that can stop our past’s garbage or baggage from
destroying what we could have today. Don't abandon yourself to the hiding
places of the past whether real or imagined. A message to me and now to you.
Abandon
Obstacles consume
You’re space
I see you’re gone
Without a trace
When mountains
Obscure the view
It is I alone
Who climbs not you
Promises of sweet tomorrows
Unfulfilled but for the sorrows
It seems to happen
All the time
Words they ring
Without the rhyme
I doubt you'll see
Meaning in this
For you live in a world
Of your own bliss
Take a moment
To consider
That a love offered
Becomes bitter
When deprived
Of affection
Filled with stings
Of rejection
By Nydia DeSoto, Copyright. June 17, 2003 2:43am
This is one of my latest poems and I especially like it because of it's brutal
honesty. I won't stand for abusive relationships.
Did you think
Did you think
That you could hold me down
That you would make the path
That I would be your hound
Did you think
That you could take my voice
That I’d sit there obediently
That I’d let you make my choice
Don’t you know
I’m stronger than I show
That I won’t let no man
Tell me not to grow
That I have self-respect
Enough to let you know
I’m the master of my journey
When I chose to go
You’re a peacock!
Strutting colored feathers
While thinking
I’m for you to tether
I’ve seen you’re turkey trait before
You came along
My wisdom wins this game
You’re play isn’t that strong
You thought that you could tame,
You thought, you could restrain me
My spirit now soars higher
I wonder, if you blame me?
You’re little on the inside
So you seek to take control
You think it makes you stronger
To decimate the soul
As I leave you behind
I look at what I’ve earned
The right to stand-up strong
And never to be spurned
By Nydia DeSoto March 14, 2004 5:30AM
