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blabla
You write that you have no dignity,
You claim not to have much ability
No strength nor opinion of your own
But that’s not what your words have shown!
Your gratitude shows tremendous class
Of an extremely appreciative gentle lass
You say you’re on the incline headed to the top
Keep fighting, keep going, don’t ever stop!
Dear Am Yisrael Chai,
There’s one thing I can’t deny
You’re blessed with a heart of gold
Warming hearts that have gone cold.
Lucky are your friends
Upon you they can depend
May you be zoche to always give
For as long as you live!
I couldn’t agree more, ClimbingMountains.
On Your Yahrtzeit
I miss you so much
Your spiritual touch
Your laughing spells
My heart just kvells
Your love of peace
And feeding the geese
You loved walking in the rain
And using your sharp brain
You loved Hashem
Your biggest gem
Kodesh and chol
Knowledge a goal
That glint in your eye
Your apple pie
Your word game skill
Your chicken soup with dill
You’d laugh at yourself
Couldn’t help it myself
Wish you could have stuck around
Instead of being underground.
AYC: What a moving letter. Sorry, I have no experience with this (baruch Hashem), and I can’t really offer my advice to you. I just want to say that I had you in mind on Rosh Hashana, and hope and pray that moshiach should come and we should be zoche to see techias hameisim.
Maybe you can write her a letter. Just write it all out. It helps me a lot when I have a lot on my mind and I can’t say anything to that person. (When you’re done, post it on the ‘Unsent Letters’ thread;))
May Hashem grant you the kochos to overcome this challenge and continue being a source of chizuk to others in here.
Hatzlacha rabba.
observanteen
What a beautiful thing to say and do!
I am so impressed with you
To have me in mind on such a Holy Day
When you went to shul in order to pray
That I’ve been a chizuk means so much to me
Though we’re both cloaked in anonymity
The poem is based on my Missing a Loved One thread
Let me know after that thread you’ve read
I stare straight ahead,
the candle stands by,
the fire flickers gently,
tears fall, I start to cry.
I miss you dearly,
your spark has vanished,
your existence missed,
unofficially banished.
You were once our light,
the glow in the dark,
you remain close to our hearts,
you’ll forever leave your mark.
Although you were sick,
with that hopeless cure-less illness,
we knew you were a fighter,
helplessly sat in stillness.
The pain is so raw,
disbelief in our hearts,
I couldn’t be over so fast,
we’ve watched you weaken in parts.
Yes, I miss you very dearly. May you be zoche to have a highest place in shomayim, especially after all that you went through. We will miss you forever.
AYC: I did read that thread. Which is why I had you in mind. Sorry, I didn’t respond, it’s just that I feel weird giving you chizuk in an area I’ve no ‘experience’ with.
blabla: Whoa. That’s awesome! Did you write it to someone you miss, or to AYC? Either way, it’s beautiful. I love the rhyming!
Am yisrael chai-I guess i can relate as I recently lost a family member (not immediate).
OMG, blabla, that’s exactly what I was trying to say in my poem above!
Thanks both of you. I reread the thread several times as it gave me chizuk, thought of you both as well here:
http://www.theyeshivaworld.com/coffeeroom/topic/missing-a-loved-one#post-306463
May Hashem answer our tfillos soon be”H
amen and you wrote it really well!
TY! looks like u missed the part I wrote 4 u! try it again!
& btw, blabla, had u in mind on R”H as well!
K I’m slow-the email part? yeah I emailed you!I’m sorry, we don’t ordinarily allow email addresses to be posted. You can use the contact us feature to ask the editor for permission.
Thank you mod. I just did that and am waiting for a response.
blabla
So sorry for your family’s loss
Who was recalled by our dear Boss
May she be a melitza yosher for all
And may we hear Moshiach’s shofar call!
Hey, it’s amazing how much you can go on in such a short amount of time!
AYC, i’m truly sorry for your loss and the accompanying pain. You’re poem is so beautifully sad! It expresses your feelings (!) so poignantly, that the reader feels it too. How many years has it been? You express it clearly in the other thread you began too. Observanteen – the unsent letters thread was a great thread, let it come back to use! And i hope you all kept all of us in mind on rosh hashana, it felt quite weird actually praying for anonymous online friends, esp. considering it’s online…!!!
Blabla – you’re poem is really special. It hurts so much to read!!!! There’s so much pain!!!!!!!!!!!
Mods, can you please delete my latest post (with the poem)? I remembered that I had sent it to some people at that time and I don’t want anyone to figure out who I am based on this.
Thank you in advance!
Climbing mountains – it’s a really special poem. I’m glad i saw it (if you are too) before mods could delete it! Go to the # symbol where it says “posted 53 minutes ago” to and copy the link, mods than can delete it, Mod 80 did that for me once.
PE
You are SO consistently supportive here. And I do agree with you that CM’ poem is really special.
Thanks Princess. I don’t understand what you mean. I copied the link, now what?
Climbing Mountains: Your poem is truly a masterpiece. Glad I read it before the mods delete it:)
Princess: Yeah, I liked that thread too. Maybe I’ll post some letters later tonight. And it definitely IS weird davening for people you’ve never met! I had you and all of klal yisroel in mind. Hope you did too!
Climbing mountains, i’m really glad for you that the post was deleted! i think that when you copy the link it makes it easier for a mod to delete it – i presume when they follow the link or something they can just press delete.? And i’m even gladder (if i can say that!) that some of us managed to read it first!!!!!
Observanteen, that would be great!
Praying for anon friends is weird and the paradox of it being online friends was , well , a paradox. Yes, i did keep you in mind individually too 😉
AYC, thanks! You’re warm words are appreciated, really!!
a broken heart,
cracked along the middle,
torn on the inside,
scratched on its border,
bashed on the surface,
a battered soul,
in pieces it remains,
bleeding,
weeping,
sobbing in pain,
yearning for a kind person,
to hug it,
to love it,
to care,
to give it warmth,
encouragement,
hope,
life,
yes, it wants life,
its cold and and wet,
in a dark rainy world,
it wants warmth and comfort.
blabla: How moving. Your poems are beautiful…and so sad. Hope things get better for you.
A heart of gold,
giving and warm,
generous and wide,
can calm a raging storm.
listening and sweet,
a glow in the dark,
a reason to live,
a life, a spark.
Thanks for your encouragement.Just really having it hard with major suicidal urges.
We care, as you can see.
You are not alone.
blabla: That’s so sad. I truly hope things get better for you. btw, I now have a gmail acct on my username (hope the mods let it through).
Your poem on a heart of gold is beautiful. Who did you write it to?
Blabla, both observanteen and am yisrael chai put it so well: so beautiful and so sad; we care, as you can see.
You just have to keep strong and keep going, i know it’s hard but YOU CAN DO IT!!!!!
the support I get here is priceless. Thank you all so much!
My brain remains still,
My mind is stubborn,
My mouth gets stuck,
The anxiety sticks,
NOTHING works.
And I now learned
that force
no longer works,
for change
is what we strive for.
“a heart of gold” is to all of YOU! You are incredible!
‘”a heart of gold” is to all of YOU! You are incredible!’
What an incredible dedication, blabla!
You appreciate us, and we appreciate you! Simple as that.
A little voice,
deep within me,
speak,
yells,
screams,
it wants to be heard,
has an argument,
for my rational self.
It tells me i’m fat,
ugly,
OBESE,
I ate too much.
My rational self yells,
and attempts to argue,
it says the scale doesn’t lie,
but for some reason,
my ED screams back,
doesn’t remain silent,
must win the war,
it says the number’s too high.
I peer at myself,
deep into the mirror,
my gaze falls on my stomach,
popping,
sticking out,
ginormous!
It must flatten
I hear ED.
he tells me I’m hopeless,
pointless,
and big fat PIG
and I can’t help it,
so I believe him
Blabla, i really feel for you and understand the inner war. I wish it would just be EASIER to fight those raging emotions but until than you just have to fight it anyway, you are stronger than it and have to fight it.
Perhaps the only way is to speak very firmly to yourself and instead of rationalising with the emotions or trying to fight them or feeling how difficult it really is or surrendering or saying “i just can’t help it!” – perhaps can you just speak firmly and IGNORE those voices, they aren’t allowed to speak to you, you have to “just do it” – right!!!!! It ain’t a choice!!!!! Don’t listen to those voices who are out just to hurt you. YOU CAN DO IT!!!! BELIEVE IT!!!!! YOU CAN DO IT!!! YOU CAN DO IT!!!! YOU CAN DO IT!!!!!!!!!!!!
I feel the intensity of the struggle but you can do it. I pray to G-d to make it easier and just end the pain. Thoughts are with you!!
Princess: Couldn’t have said it better.
Blabla:Keep strong!! We’re all backing you!
blabla
Let’s say your voice says you’re fat
Does that mean you are less than all that?
You still have greatness inside
Your talent and warmth can’t hide
That’s why with you, we all like to chat!
Music
Sounds to create song
a balm for the soul
the life of party
promotes a felling of happiness
like a smile passed from one to another
music is an extra bonus to life=)
tutzech – yes!!!! It’s a nice little piece yours!
Here’s the lyrics for a song I wrote with my band back in high school about Yom Kippur. It’s called “Judgement Day”. Maybe I’ll put up the song on my music page sometime 🙂
Year after year, through toil and strife
My deeds are weighed, it’s a circle of life
Fear imbues my mind as the day comes near
What will be with me? I cannot bear
Who will live, and who will die
Who will laugh and who will cry
All my sins I throw away
I’m changing my ways, it’s Judgement Day
To whiten the black, to cure the disease
Asking forgiveness, down on my knees
My body trembles, I’m numb from fear
Sound of repentance pounds in my ear
Who will live, and who will die
Who will laugh and who will cry
All my sins I throw away
I’m changing my ways, it’s Judgement Day
This is great, MP!
Could you include this on the Yom Kippur thread as well (or the parsha one)?
TIA
MP: how inspiring. Thanks for sharing!
ayc, thanks, and I’ll post it on the Yom Kippur thread as well.
observanteen, thanks.
Hey, this was on page 3 already!! Dancinggirl – where have you gone?! This thread of yours was a brainwave!!
How are you all??? Hope you’re good!!!
Puppy – haven’t heard from you, are you still around?
MiddlePath – you’re GOOD!!! Can’t wait to hear it in a song…!!!
Mods – if somebody would want to post something on here to be deleted a short time later, would you delete it? Thanks!
Walking on the street
Looking carefree and neat
No one is aware
Whats really there
Beneath the makeup and shaitel freshly done
Lays a mother of a critically ill son
Its all a facade,one big show
And no one knows
Nor can they see
The searing pain within me
So next time we meet
On the street
Understand there is more that meets the eye
And how I look is just a lie
laugh with me:
Whoa! What pain you clearly express
Lurking behind the perfect dress
Your son is given the best of care
Despite your perfectly coiffed hair
It’s a show of strength
That you go to great length
To take care of yourself so much
It’s not at all a facade as such
So cut yourself some slack
We’ll all try to have your back
If you’d like his name to say
So we could use it when we pray
Refuah shlaima
ayc-thanks alot for your warm words.
Down in the dumps
life has to many bumps
pain
anguish
heartache
as I watch my son lay so still
in his hospital crib looking so ill
annoyance
frustration
desperation
when will this all end
a refuah shleima please do send
tear
sobs
screams
how much more
can I endure
questions
doubts
worries
but one thing keeps me sane
faith
trust
belief
for he is my father my tatteh in the sky
and to him I can cry
abolish
obliterate
destroy
this huge test
and allow me to live a life of rest.
laugh with me-YW
Pray your heart out
Silently or shout
To Hashem above
Who’s brimming with love
Your son’s so small
And cannot crawl
But he hopes to one day
If he has his way
Hashem has His own unique timetable
When your baby’s health will become more stable
In the meantime, the words of Tehillim are healing
Say whatever you can with all the emotion you’re feeling
laugh with me: Wow. How sad and beautifully written. May your son have a refuah shleima b’karov.
I needed a break from erev yom tov cooking, so I wrote this poem.
I mean…
When I say,
“I don’t care!”
I really want to say,
“It’s too much to bear.”
When I say,
“Sure, anytime!”
I really want to say,
“Please decline!”
When I say,
“I feel like a nuissance!”
I really want to say,
“I need some reassurance.”
When I say,
“I’m so MAD!”
I really want to say,
“My day’s been bad.”
When I say,
“Just go away!”
I really want to say,
“Please stay!”
Sometimes, the truth’s too bold,
Sometimes, the truth can’t be told.
Sometimes, I can’t speak my mind…
But can you please be so kind?
Read the lines I really want to say
And hear my words, the opposite way!
observanteen
Your poem’s so funny
Your disposition’s so sunny
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