Open Poem by Deborah Cromer
Open
A question arose on what it would take
Revealing strength to new friends we make
New friends, old friends and of course family too
Actions and demeanor in what we say and do
Treating others without judgement day after day
Integrity and honesty have their own way
Playing part in communication, offering levels of trust
We can create relationships and do what we must
When in person, eye to eye contact plays a part
Giving others a look into our souls and heart
If we present ourselves with confidence and pride
It will attract and bring forth those who might hide
Come forward, strong and ready, you are so alive
Take steps toward chances took to survive
Trust the one who is honest and will show you the way
Commit to tomorrow, your future can begin today
I am always open with people, and never lie, . It tends to get me into trouble at times, wearing my heart on my sleeve. My heart gets broken and my soul trampled upon... but I cannot change who I am for anyone. This is a very insightful look at people Deborah, I like this one quite a lot! Good Ink! -Kelly.
Come forward, strong and ready, you are so alive Take steps toward chances took to survive Trust the one who is honest and will show you the way Commit to tomorrow, your future can begin today this stanza stands out and hits straight in the heart....nice words, strong message, and very relevant to the world at large. I am still sinking in deep in this poem and enjoying the downward drift, this stanza is all over me...this is tooo ggggggggggggggggggggggggoooooooooooooooooood
Nice theme to ponder on. Each verse is eloquently penned. Liked the wording of this lay. Nice finishing line. On a whole its good write.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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A refined poetic imagination, Deborah. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you.