Anjelie Llorico


Born To Survive - Poem by Anjelie Llorico

Stabbed a million times to death,
Desperately catching up my breath.
Been hurt too much, I can’t get up.
This throbbing pain in my heart, I can’t stop.

One night when no one was around,
I found myself standing on holy ground.
Now that things fall, I knelt down.
Saying, “God, please hear my aching sound.”

Just like before, he heard my troubled cry.
He made me stand up and hold my head up high.
“He is my strength”, I realized.
Why should I feel low when I am His child?

Now, here I am facing life.
I am finally happy but life is not life without strife.
Not like before; I won’t shed a tear and feel like I’ll die.
Because I am His child... born to survive.


Poet's Notes about The Poem

When I found myself in troubled times, God is always there.

Comments about Born To Survive by Anjelie Llorico

  • Rookie - 21 Points Anjelie Llorico (2/24/2014 3:56:00 AM)

    Thank you so much for reading my poem. :) (Report) Reply

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  • Veteran Poet - 1,453 Points Jesus James Llorico (2/17/2014 8:41:00 AM)

    An excellent poem with full of eloquence.
    Thank you Geetima for a very nice comment. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Geetima Baruah Sarma (2/15/2014 12:45:00 AM)

    Why should I feel low when I am His child?

    I am finally happy but life is not life without strife.

    Truth well expressed through these lines. A beautiful poem! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, February 14, 2014



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