8.9.06
9:22 PM
I got this off a good friends blog. Ive read it almost 10 times now...
Astounding writing. Extremely inspiring. Atleast i think so :)
Thank you darling, thank you.
"Use me", was all I muttered as I sat up in my bed,
The two most powerful words that I have ever prayed.
I struggled with myself, the greatest battle was of the mind,
It vehemently convinced, counting my worth less than a dime.
I craved for a miracle, to acquire strength and knowledge too,
Yet my build remained petite, my brain was not renewed.
I recited a few proses, listening for a commanding air,
but am met with a squeaky voice, one that was lacking in flare.
I gazed in to the mirror, greeted by blooming and ripe pimples,
No handsome spell I guessed, not even a charming dimple.
I stared down at my legs, a close clone of tiny twigs,
Why couldn't they be longer, run faster or render harder kicks?
Flushed with anger I'm reminded of my ardent plea,
Yet as BIG as God is, how could He use me?
I chucked the thoughts away as my head rests on the pillow,
Wandering away, In my dreams I'm a superhero,
Jostled from my repose, I realize I'm no Hulk,
But a geeky teenage boy, in desperate want of bulk.
Comforting myself I believe, that I will someday be of use,
But for now to indulge in fantasies,I will firmly refuse.
I look upon my hands, thinking what good can I do,
And sigh at the sight of 5 loaves of bread, and of fishes; only 2.
ladidumdum dum dum doo, Yes God can use even YOU!
niCcima
1 Comments:
That is such a meaningful poem!
PLease tell you friend that from me
Love,
Niya
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September 12, 2006
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