small and significant

You may be a small part of this world, but you are not insignificant!

Month: December 2019

Peace (poem)

Oh, bring back the peace
That was once found in silence,
Bring back the ease
With which a mind became still,
Shut out confusion, worry, and pain
And heal this soul
That the world has made ill.


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Broken dreams (poem)

Who do you think about 
In those silent moments?
For me, it's you,
But you'll never know,
Never know the joy
Or know the pain
That the sight of you
Shoots through my veins.

I imagined the love
That could one day exist
Between one broken girl
And you,
Oh, what bliss!
But I've always been a dreamer
It's nothing new to me
I imagine, I dream,
Watch my life breaking at the seams. 


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Calling (poem)

My joy and peace
My sorrow and pain
My life I want to share
With someone
Who's there
With someone who listens
Someone who cares.
My all I want to give
To the mind and body of another
For us to connect
In that most magical manner.

I wonder if I'll ever know it
That love that all desire
I wonder if it does exist
That puzzle piece
With which I'd fit.

They all can talk
And try to teach me
Hold me tight
And try to reach me
But none of them seem
To truly get me.
They hold on to the person 
That I used to be
While losing the one
I am becoming, clearly.

So when I close my eyes 
I see, I feel
I hear the words that someone speaks
And know that they are just for me.
And when I awaken
From this most beautiful of dreams
I search the night sky
For a sign of what seems
To be another soul
Calling for me.


© Ricarda Haeseler and smallandsignificant.com, 2019. 
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