I, Tiffany Joy, am a poet. I love sharing every poem I write with all who want to read them. I do this on my site by using the category ‘poetry‘ and also adding this tag to each post.
I whisper stay steady
because I was told to stay strong.
With all the world pushing me down
I stay steady.
When I’m weak, I’m told to stay strong.
When I’m broken, I’m told to hold on,
because the world does not see
because I am free.
I can be strong in my weakness
I can hold on when everything is broken.
And I will walk when my path is dark.
Give me word to write,
A story to tell.
Show me which way to go,
How to grow.
Dance with me
And lead me around.
I don’t want control,
I just want to know;
Know how to dance,
How to sing.
I just want to know how to be.
So give me the words to write
And the story to tell.
Show me which way to go
And how to grow.
A bird can do everything,
Fly, give happiness
In joyfully knowing life more
Near open ponds,
Quiet rivers,
Steady trees,
Undiscovered valleys,
Without xing young zoos
I came to search,
And search I did;
To find myself
And how to live.
I looked for my path
And found it safe
Locked away in my heart.
Now the search
For who I am
And what to do
Finally reached its end
Where do I go?
What do I do?
I will go to search,
Yes search I will do,
Not for dreams
Or what could be,
Not for goals
Or what lies beyond.
I will go and search,
Search for you.
Open my heart to hear;
unlock my mind to see.
Teach me how to walk
into your arms of grace.
Show me how to listen,
to your voice of truth.
Give me a lesson to learn
and a dream to follow.
Let me follow you
and always be my Lord.
My heart starts wandering.
My head is never clear.
I turn to find myself,
then turn to find a ring.
I think I have lost you,
yet you whisper ‘I am always near.’
My soul yearns to be with you.
My heart is never clear.
I wish to face your beauty
and know what to do.
Still I know you are never far;
yes you are always near.
I worry about winter
When summer is near,
When spring only now
Is fading into a sweet memory.
Yes, I fear the cold frigid storms
When the Sun shines bright
Warming the already hot air.
I worry and fear
But I convice myself not tonight.
For the night must be for dreams,
dream that could turn into reality.
Oh, how I want to force
my reality into my dreams,
Push my hopes into a cage
Or wish my life far far away.
Yet, there must be a different way
A new path, a strange way.
A road away from the fears
Of freezing on the road
Of needing to stop because of the cold.
How can I force summer to stay?
Is there a way
To stop seasons from changing
to stop life from living?
No, I suppose there is no way
Of stopping the world from turning and life from living,
But reality does not need to stay
And the life lived can be what dreams make.
Calm the calamity in my mind,
Because I know you’re here.
And, I know I’m right.
This path may look
the wrong way,
seem to go no way,
a dead-end
or have a brick wall in the way.
Yet, this path is
the one I’m on,
the one you lead me down,
the right road for me,
so I will walk this path
that some think leads no where.
Because I know
I will get where I going
and know that I’m being led.
I thought I posted In the End yesterday, so today you have poems of mine to read. I hope you enjoy them and please remember feedback is welcomed.
Never Repeat
Never repeat
not a single word
only write your heart,
the soul deep inside.
Let out one song
singing it loud
be proud
of the depths that are felt
dreams while live.
Remember this day
happens but once so
shine light with smiles,
cherish love
and see everything;
never repeating
not a single word.
In the End
In the end
I may feel silly,
everything may be lost,
my heart may break.
In the end
it may not be worth it,
I may have to be a terrible cost,
my soul may bend.
In the end
I may wish
I never had this dream in mind.
I may want someone else to be mine.
In the end
this dream may die,
my world may change,
my heart may run away.
But in the end
my soul will not break,
my heart will mend,
and life will go on,
so I will try,
and I will struggle.
I will fight for this dream.
whether I win or lose
I will try so that
in the end
I can say
this was the best way,
this was my way,
my dream to live my life,
my life to work for my dreams.
In the end
my soul will not break,
my heart will mend,
and life will go on.
(Just a fast poem in the morning. Please let me know what you think)