Poetry

It’s

time to get up and not let those things that are trying to put you down.

Be allowed to control your mood and ability to get up and enjoy life anymore.

It’s time to let the inner warrior come out and not go back until you have won all the battles that are making you second guess what you want in life and what you need in your life right now.

It’s time to smile more and stress less as the day begins to whine down and the calm is in the air it is time to reflect on the things in your life that make you who you are or who you are going to be.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2015 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Together

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Photo by Efren Barahona on Unsplash

We out shine the darkness around us

even on the hottest days when we can’t seem to cool off.

The days when everything feels against us and we don’t know who is standing by us anymore.

The words said by the people we trusted aren’t as true as they used to be.

Standing on the outside looking in is how we feel sometimes but we know the light will outshine the darkness in the end.

We know together our light is the way for us and  together we will stay strong and loyal.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2015 By Deirdre Stokes

 

 

 

 

Poetry

Coming

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up from my darkness days 

only to find the light is shining so brightly. 

There isn’t a moment when I want to go back

for I feel so alive and there is no baggage that I have left to carry around. 

I feel light and at peace and this moment doesn’t feel like it will just last for a day 

but possibly for a lifetime this time around. 

But, I will try to be hopeful but not put all my eggs in one basket for it could all go back the way it is the next week. 

To hope that the day will be light and joyful and the darkness will stay inside and not come out and play again. 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

I am

full of life and I’m not going anywhere.

I wonder what tomorrow will hold for me as the sun shines down on me.

I know that these days are not something I can plan  and so I must have hope that I will make it to the next.

I must do what is best for me now and have hope that I will be able to continue doing great many more days.

Twenty-nine years and I feel there is so much more for me to do and I feel like in a way I am just beginning.

This moment feels like no going back to how I thought before and the feeling that is inside me is so strong that I don’t want it to disappear as my head hits the pillow tonight.

I want to keep climbing and not for selfish reasons but for more than I can understand right now.

I want to do it all and make it worth more than I am in the end for I am just a person and what I want to do will be more than remembering my name and those after me.

I am just a piece to the answer that some of you have being waiting for all this time.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

Light

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Photo by Joshua Hibbert on Unsplash

the way for me and if you do will I follow

or will I ignore the light and go the other way.

Will I forever be lost because I chose to go my way and ignore the things you clearly say

I need to do.

I want to listen and go towards the light for I know the story will end with better turns and twist.

For it’s always the light I wake up to and the dark I go to sleep in.

how long will this light shine for me, even when I sometimes choose the darkness for I’m to curious to walk away.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

Oh light

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Shine down on me today

as my day begins For I need you now.

To light my way and to pull me from the darkness that calls me sometimes.

I want to stand still and wait out the storm that is coming my way. 

There is barely a sense of peace as I wander through navigation  of my life. 

Since finding this place it one day well wandering through nature this tree gave me shade from the sun on such a hot day. 

All of a sudden bright light shine down on me and I just knew the hard days were behind me and there was going to be lots of good days ahead of me for I had faith that it will all work out in the end. 

 

 

Written By : Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

Light

Three Line Tales, Week 137

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photo by Nathan Wright via Unsplash

You’ll find full guidelines on the TLT page – here’s the tl;dr:

  • Write three lines inspired by the photo prompt (& give them a title if possible).
  • Link back to this post (& check the link shows up under the weekly post).
  • Tag your post with 3LineTales (so everyone can find you in the Reader).
  • Read and comment on other TLT participants’ lines.
  • Have fun.

 

They told me not to go in the room which light is left on at night when all is dark but, I just couldn’t sit by and keep wondering.

What was inside for I just had to know for myself if the stories were true and if I would make it out that door again. 

I slowly walked down the stairs and towards the door in hope that I would be alive and around to tell what I had seen that night, as I got closer to the door I heard voices talking and not just about anything but about me and then I looked through the crack in the door and what I saw was unbelievable that I never spoke it of it the next day or ever. 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

This

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path that I am on is both dark and light and some days the light out weights the darkness.

And other days the darkness is winning the battle and light is slowing going out.

But, today the light is bright and shining through it all and guiding my way down the new path I am on now.

The end of the tunnel is starting to look great and with much hope it will all work out and lead to something great.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

Sometimes

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Photo by Katerina Radvanska on Unsplash

life fights back and you put up your best fight to keep the little bit of control that you have left. 

You know that everyday is unknown to you of what will happen and even though you some what look forward to life some days. 

When you know the possibility of something new happening and today won’t be the same journey you go on as the day before. 

You look forward to the moment when you will completely enjoy every moment of the day and the fight against the things in your life you don’t need to be involved with will soon be done. 

When the fighting is over with and the sun comes out and all is calm you know that the new path has been set and it’s time to prepare for the next journey ahead. 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

Storm

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Photo by Warren Wong on Unsplash

 

You can come into my life and try to destroy everything that you think matters the most to me.

But, the truth is the light that burns inside of me would not fade even when you think you have taken it all from me and I’m about to fall.

I will jump back up and grab on to the last thing you thought wouldn’t help me and I will build everything back up and make them ten times stronger than before.

So the next time you come around with your evil smile and laugh that haunts me some nights.

I will be prepared and ready to out shine you this time for you didn’t break me you just built me up to know that I am not as fragile as I once thought I was.

I can’t with stand whatever you throw my way and I will slap away the things that try to trick me and lock out the things that want in only to destroy everything they see me look at.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

Feel

like all the hard work I put into this space is going to fade and no one will come looking for me.

I’m here smiling and waiting with open arms to embrace someone or anyone into my life.

The space is small but welcoming and judgement is left at the door for who am I to judge you when my past and present are not pure.

I am not all innocent and have sinned and have been forgiven but, that does not mean I don’t make the same mistakes in live again.

I want to say I’m have patience and that I don’t complain a lot but that would be a lie and well I’m trying to be truthful here.

To feel like I did before when I knew and trusted that it would all work out because God knows what’s best for me.

But, the struggle is hard and the outcome is not looking that bright lately.

I’m tired and the fight in me is slowly disappearing to nothing but a cry for rest.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

I know

you need me the most but, when do I get to rest and not feel so tired and empty.

Do I get to feel like the breeze is blowing towards me with such a nice pace instead of high winds that are always trying to knock me down.

Do I truly know you because you want to put me in a box and hope that box will keep me happy.

I haven’t wanted to get out of this box so badly before this day and I know the lord will bless me in the right direction.

For I must struggle to get the place I’m meant to be and there is nothing holding me back right now not even myself.

 

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

I need

for my words to reach you when I can’t reach you.

You stand there all alone as if you have no one on your side anymore, maybe you don’t reach out anymore because those hands that used to hold you dear.

Loosen up the hold on you and you slipped into a place you never thought you would end up in.

A tunnel that you walked alone at least that’s what you felt at first, everything you thought was the right path for you left you still feeling empty and unsatisfied.

You begun to search for the answer to what it was or who it was you were missing, it turns out you were missing a big chunk of your life line.

And once you had it, you couldn’t stop praising it and some understand the love you have for your god.

Well others respect that’s what you believe but, choose to live another way and as much as you want them to live your way.

You let them live for what they choose to live for but, that does not mean you don’t pray for them any less than you do for those who believe too.

You decided that day that you found your voice again and you won’t be quite for what if just one word or poem could help someone reach out and do what they love to do or decide they  are worth staying in the world.

And their light is needed just as much as yours is, this is not the end but the beginning to so much more.

The struggle is there no matter who you are but, it’s the way you handle it that will help you to survive and be happy and strong again.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

Am I

enough to hold your attention right now. 

Am I enough of a friend for you to reach out to me today or tomorrow. 

Am I the reason things just don’t seem to workout in the end. 

Am I capable of bringing happiness to someone else when I don’t seem to care if I am happy myself. 

Am I ever going to see or hear the truth from you. 

Am I ever going to forget the people who are from my past but, pop up in my dreams. 

Am I doing what I love and yet, I am doing what I dislike just to get by in this lifetime. 

Will I become one of those people who are bitter about everything and just be rude because well I can be. 

Am I settling when I should be pushing on and knocking down so many more walls, instead of hiding behind them. 

Am I worrying about the right things or am I stuck in the same mindset that everyone else is and so now I’m lost. 

That bright person who I knew as me seems a million miles away as this dull person walks around with her head down hoping no one sees her for who she is becoming.

For even she doesn’t like who she is now, so angry and sad with no answer to how she can get out of this mess. 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

Light my way

Three Line Tales, Week 92

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photo by gn dim via Unsplash

You’ll find full guidelines on the TLT page – here’s the tl;dr:

  • Write three lines inspired by the photo prompt (& give them a title if possible).
  • Link back to this post (& check the link shows up under the weekly post).
  • Tag your post with 3LineTales (so everyone can find you in the Reader).
  • Read and comment on other TLT participants’ lines.

 

I was lost in the dark and the light guided me home 

to a place that was safe and a place to grow, I became the person I thought I wasn’t capable of being. 

I was feeling alive again and nothing negative could stick to me and for first time in a long time I felt truly free of the darkness inside of me. 

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Light my way!