A SHELTER AGAINST THE STORMS





When my heart is hurting,

And there is no cure.

Emotions, with my soul flirting,

Within  me all this pain, that treasonable lures!



I take a walk right to the top,

People shoving, making me fall

People never stop, don’t really care,

For me sometimes, too much to bear



Always, choices are mine to make,

I’m responsible for my actions alone.

Mind and soul broken are here at stake,

Making my life completely ache



Yet, I’ll stand more and more strong,

Against the storms, protecting me, there’s  a shelter I know.

In my heart, He’ll bring me comforting song,

No matter what ,how long people, do me wrong!







Dorian Petersen Potter

aka ladydp2000

Copyright@2005


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teresa_r's picture

This is beautiful
it made me cry.

poetvg's picture

beautifull work
on this poem :*)