Keep Walking

by Deana   Apr 19, 2009


Keep Walking

Dirt was dry and brown
Bits of it raised by the breeze
Just to fall again
The road was long
Lilies grew by the side
but I dare not pick them
for in a vase
they would die

No tears nor rain would fall
though I tried to will them to
Dry eyes could only stare
To beyond the horizon
Still I continued on
Feeling the weight of the day
There must be a destination
Why couldn't I see it
If I could just carry on
a little further
not tire

I wonder if I might rest
Sit here by this stream
just off the road
Could I bathe in its coolness
To refresh my aching head
For I need its strength
To keep walking........

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  • 14 years ago

    by Lu

    Deana as soon as I opened this poem I instantly remembered reading and commenting on it.
    It was such a touching piece!

    And it is still as touching as the first day my eyes fell upon it, my friend. ~hugs~

  • 14 years ago

    by The Queen

    Nice personification of our choices in life..the many times we undertook new paths and places we did not intend to go..Beautiful piece Dee..It touched me to the core..

  • 14 years ago

    by Melpomene

    Deana,

    Honestly, I enjoyed this piece muchly. I found myself captivated by your first stanza, it really grasped onto my attention and created a calm feeling over the atmosphere allowing my body and mind to relax while reading this. It's been quite awhile since a poem has done that and i'm thankful for a few minutes of ease.

    The only part of the poem that stumbled for me was the second line. I didn't like the few words "Bits of it" I think it is just because I don't like the word bits, I feel as though it didn't fit in here.. I guess it's just personal opinion though and whatever your comfortable with is whats important.

    I enjoyed the meaning behind the poem, I found it to be deep and I feel as though each individual could relate to this in some way.. The feeling of giving up, too hard to carry on.. Alot of people have written a poem like this but you adding nature and some wisdom behind it was what made it elegant.

    My favorite part:

    "The road was long
    Lilies grew by the side
    but I dare not pick them
    for in a vase
    they would die"

    That was beautiful, really. I loved the elegance throughout simple words. I can't express my love for the words above.

    Overall this was such a lovely piece. Well done.

    -Mel

  • 15 years ago

    by Lu

    Lilies grew by the side
    but I dare not pick them
    for in a vase
    they would die
    ^^^
    Deana I love the uniqueness of these lines!

    I wonder if I might rest
    Sit here by this stream
    just off the road
    Could I bathe in its coolness
    To refresh my aching head
    For I need its strength
    To keep walking........
    ^^^
    Deana sometimes we need that .... just to sit back and relax for a bit .... and look at the world behind us. Then pick ourselves up and continue on.

    I really like how you used the title Deana.
    Your poem shows the struggles but your title captures the meaning ....
    Even though life is tough sometimes ... keep on walking ... because no one is going to carry us.
    (Except God of course)

    Thanks for the read Deana .... amazing and touching

  • 15 years ago

    by Ingrid

    Deana,

    As I read this I felt such a strong feeling of despair in your words. At times when life gets me down I often feel that way too, like I am on an endless road and walking on..without knowing where to go or how long I must travel to reach my destination..
    Somehow this really made me feel sad, don't know if you meant it that way, though!

    Hugs,

    5/5 Ingrid

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