Wednesday, July 05, 2006

SOME POETRY BY LLEWELYN

I thought I would let you read some of poetry to see how talented I am.


Who is holding on?
Momentarily I feel the fear of separationFree falling out of this world as we know itEach in turn hold until fatigue frustrationAnd leave as quickly as they commitA rotational system existsSo at all times I cannot do thisDesperate to fly to new worlds afarAway where no loneliness existsI pull and tug at the lines and scarHoping for some weakness to thisI am held securely and cannot fallWho is it that is trying to stall?Free to choose but yet I loseThis never-ending struggle to fallWho is holding on?
Llewelyn John Wewege
Copyright ©2006 Llewelyn John Wewege


You win God!
What is the point of me getting upsetObviously you are busy with themYou could make things right with my "debt"But your silence condemnsYou win God!How long will you let me struggleWhen you have the power to settleDon't let me with my life juggleThe pain in my heart a burning metalYou win God!I am going to sit here motionlessKnowing that this darkness is my solitudeNo more tears no more feeling lessYou want me to have gratitudeYou win God!
Llewelyn John Wewege
Copyright ©2006 Llewelyn John Wewege


For you Alison
The world as we know it,is self-destructingAll around there is obstructingThere is more of us looking down than upHaving a glance at death closeupYou entered my worldAnd in your gentle way your love unfurledShowed me the world as God knows itNow through His eyes I admitThatI think you are just an AngelOr perhaps an ArchangelOr a figment of my imaginationFor certainly you have won my admirationEither way I know that for now I am contentTo love you to a great extentI would love you to be my Alison
Llewelyn John Wewege
Copyright ©2006 Llewelyn John Wewege

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2 comments:

Anonymous said...

You are a poet and you did not even know it!

Anonymous said...

I often sit and wonder.......
What great journeys lie ahead for me.....
I mean, God knows the plans he's made....
Why can't he just let me see!
But no, I am left on my own...
Waking each day filled with regret,
about the things I haven`t done yet....
Perhaps I should just let it be..
But then a little voice speaks to me....
Telling me not to let it be..
But to hand my life to God and see,
How his hand will stir in me!