He Is In Me. Poem by Sandra jacks

He Is In Me.

Rating: 5.0


He smiled at me,
i didn't smile back,
sighing gently,
he asked me 'why'.

Curiously enough,
i.....didn't cry,
must not have heard him,
didn't see his smile,
must not have listened,
after all,
his words fell on deaf ears,
only deaf to his voice.

Looking at me while people crowded my path,
he tried to step closer,
all i did was step back.

He screamed over the crowd,
so they pushed me deeper,
into...wherever they were pushing me,
and i,
couldn't help but hear him,
he was too far to see,
so i spoke his name,
and he set me free.

No more crowds,
people lost their strength,
what was in me once,
fell....l i m p,
and i gained something new.

(Greater is he that is in me,
then he that is in the world.)

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sarwar Chowdhury 25 November 2008

Your style of expression i liked.........fine! ....10++

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Kyle Shield Laster 28 June 2008

i was scared too... i still kinda am. but faith kicks in. awesome write.

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Gi Galen 27 June 2008

Perfectly, interesting, also involves a tonality …

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