Hear My Voice

Hear My Voice

I stand among the crowd and holler out

To be heard

By the many that

Stand before me

My voice is lost

To the clatter and din

I’m surrounded by a sea

Of people, I drown, I’m lost

Forever afloat

Looking for that island

That will support me

Then

One person turns around to face me

To listen intently

To watch my every move

My whisper changes to a shout

Calling to him in the crowd

More turn to face me, as I speak

My words come tumbling out

Sand caresses my feet beneath me

As I look down

My island beneath, all along

I hold my head up high

Once more

And call out to the throng

By Serina Hartwell

Author of The Hidden Saga

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A Love Lost

A Love Lost

What seed is in my tender heart?

What burden shall I bear?

Your tender touch upon my skin

Like moonlight tethered by waters deep

My heart is heavy with regret

That resolve had left me wanting

I threw your need, your want for me

Aside without thinking

Give me a second chance to want

To seek your approval hence

My heart is open, longing, pleading

And needful for your forever hence

It yearns for love to be restored

Come back to me, my split apart

My heart is open, waiting freely

For my answer to my prayers

Be mine forever hearts entwine

For I realise the enemy within

I shall not venture down that path

Of forbidden love’s true sin

By Serina Hartwell

Author of The Hidden Saga

http://www.worldcastlepublishing.com/author-serina-hartwell.html

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Madison

Madison

Oh child of mine, you suffered

In your plight to make it to my side

To walk, to sing, to dance among the flower

To be held so tightly, so loved, so longed for

Lost before your journey’s end

Taken back to the heavens and the stars

My loss breeds mourn for your tender heart

To walk among the souls

I feel you close to me, my tender child

You came to me and beckoned

To love you more, a love so true

I touch your essence longing for more

My heart is missing the piece that is you

That belongs in its tender embrace

My heart goes out searching, lost, withdrawn

And waiting for your grace

My heart holds dear, for the day we meet

On heaven’s planes it shall wait

Listening for your affectionate whisper

Until reunited we will be

By Serina Hartwell

Author of Hidden The Hidden Saga

http://www.worldcastlepublishing.com/author-serina-hartwell.html

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