Tears of Me

That Archaic TreeStanding there lifelessBeaten by timeBirds are no longer attracted to theeRoots are no longer its backboneWishing the leaves would cover itBut they have fallen and withered awayThat fragile treeThe rain has ignored himForsaken by the sunAn outcast to the wildernessWaiting for its help to comeHelp that it once provided shade forStanding there lifelessStill waiting for a returnThat lonely abandoned tired treeOur eldersFrom the Poet: As a teen I had more of a love for drawing instead - writing was never interesting to me. In school I had a particular assignment and thats when I wrote my first poem called What Love is Like. A lot of my classmates liked the poem and in that moment I thought I may be good at this. Years later as many trials in my life began to unfold I began writing more and more and overtime my love for poetry grew. It became an outlet for me to be able to release all the emotions I was feeling.Writing poetry has helped me cope with a tremendous amount of hurt and pain and it has also helped me to express myself more. Its always my desire to convey positive messages to my readers. It is my goal to teach and spread Gods Word through my poetry so that people who stumble upon my work may find comfort and healing. There is power in words. I want people to be able to view my work and say She understands how I feel! I believe my poems are rays of light and so my poetry is a reflection of me.