Lora Colon

(26 September 1944 / Missouri - United States)

A Life of Longing


My life is troubled with longing,
So many dreams unfulfilled;
Longing for love I never found
And, most likely, never will

I'm longing to see the future,
How long will loneliness last?
Old memories offer no comfort,
So I long to forget the past

I long to know if God exists;
In my mind it's still unclear
Who to praise for nature's beauty,
Through disaster, whom shall I fear?

Some praise God in all circumstances,
The faithful worship without doubt;
But I must question the dilemma
Of the wars, the famine, the drought

I'm torn between loving and hating
A God who can't seem to decide
Whether wrath or mercy is deserving,
So both arrive, with hope on the side

I'm tired of hoping and longing,
I seek refuge in solitude;
I abandon my unanswered questions,
Ascending to spheres of quietude

I beg for this longing to end now,
When will I see the truth revealed?
Will the stirring beauty of love and faith
Be mine someday, to touch and to feel?

Submitted: Wednesday, July 17, 2013
Edited: Thursday, July 18, 2013

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  • Freshman - 2,090 Points Brian Johnston (1/5/2014 5:20:00 AM)

    In my opinion...

    Even after we have really touched love
    Even after we've felt it's embrace
    Even after we've truly known faith
    Felt disbelief disappear from space...
    Certainty's certainly a fool's game,
    True faith perhaps means we're not lazy
    Questions are the very air the soul breathes,
    Joy and pain are what make feelings feel,
    If our longing for God makes us crazy
    It's God's longing for us that's to blame. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 84 Points Joseph Anderson (11/4/2013 10:33:00 AM)

    A passionate, searching poem with some profound thinking in the mix. Life seemed filled with
    eternal search, as you have told us extremely well. Very stirring-10 (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 1,840 Points Savita Tyagi (9/9/2013 2:10:00 PM)

    Simply beautiful. Longing never ends and question remain unanswered yet in solitude we find peace so precious and often elusive. (Report) Reply

  • Bronze Star - 6,930 Points Ramesh Rai (7/26/2013 6:12:00 PM)

    so many thanks for writing this poem bcoz adjust with my circumstances.57 yrs of my life past n still longing for love n peace. so many questions of my life remains unanswered so many wishes r rremained umfulfilled.
    I'm tired of hoping and longing,
    I seek refuge in solitude;
    I abandon my unanswered
    questions, but my mind is still seeking for relief (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 2,906 Points Khairul Ahsan (7/22/2013 12:54:00 AM)

    God showers His love and mercy on us, irrespective of whether we call Him or not. The disasters are the makings of humankind, while God watches from above the aberrations. I, for one, would not like to question the Wisdom of God in such circumstances, certainly God has His reasons. Sometimes, we are awakened by the adverse situations to see our follies and atone for our misdeeds. Our faith in Him gets redeemed under such circumstances. However,
    But I must question the dilemma
    Of the wars, the famine, the drought....is also a good step, because through questioning and deliberations you may find an acceptable answer to the doings of the nature that may appear weird.
    I'm tired of hoping and longing,
    I seek refuge in solitude;
    I abandon my unanswered questions,
    Ascending to spheres of quietude
    This stanza takes the reader with you in ascending the spheres of quietude. What a marvelous expression, really loved it. Thanks for sharing your solitude and longing with the readers (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 2,478 Points Pradip Chattopadhyay (7/20/2013 4:55:00 AM)

    so truly said, belief is also a dilemma as is faith. The destination is not known. But we must not stop our search for a purpose. To travel hopefully is better than to arrive to quote Sir James Jeans. (Report) Reply

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