I have always known that I wanted to be a writer, it was something that I could feel right through to the core of my bones. It was all I could think of but I completely underestimated myself thinking that I did not have the ability and therefore NEVER tried it..... until about 3 years ago. My first written 'poem' was 'State of Mind'. Writing has now become a part of who and what I am and when I write I feel whole again.
Once....I sat at my desk and stared out of the window into the empty distance, the emptiness just stared right back at me when I suddenly noticed a tiny speck of dust in the distance. This was a wonderful reminder to me that in a distance which at first seems ... more »
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Tracy Scheepers Poems
A Nation United
As I gaze at the streets of my home town I see a sad glimpse of what used to be, But also a joyful glimpse of what can be Diversity optimistically intertwined
If I just stopped to smell the roses, I would see that this world, is still a beautiful place. The turmoil inside this world,
This dark day has dawned upon me My heart's reaction remains a mystery The secret of this turmoil still untold During which I become dreary and old
Let us start over, Let us drift away, To a serene island, together.
State Of Mind
Since I was there Nothing seems to make sense in my mind Why do I feel this way Why has this caused so much confusion
Love is love, as love is love Love is what? Love simply is love As the moon does glow so I do love Ask what I do and my answer is love
In the dark of that night Light and colour was all I could see Though these eyes remained shut In my mind, glorious gardens it would be
Your wife is crying in the kitchen Silently so that no sound is heard As only she herself can strengthen, Although it may seem a bit absurd,
Conquered By Love
While dreams and love dance in the mud She falls down to earth and hears only a thud Aspirations remain just a fictional story Forever taken over by all its glory
We are all just a milky way of lonely souls Surrounded by vultures scavenging what is not theirs, Trying to cure themselves from their own moulder
A Battle Lost Yet Won
The time has finally arrived Time to try the hardest part Time to finally step forward Time to exhale and finally let go
Oh light, oh light, you shine so bright tonight You naively place your rays upon them You give them shine and oh they shine so bright But soon it will be them that you condemn
Although I seem so far away In truth I’m closer than you think A milky way of dreams each day,
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A Nation United
As I gaze at the streets of my home town
I see a sad glimpse of what used to be,
But also a joyful glimpse of what can be
Diversity optimistically intertwined
This stormy sea was calmed a long time ago.
But this ship has not made it to shore,
There is an anchor holding it down.
What prevents us from wanting more?
The strengths and abilities exist
Fear the unfortunate obstacle
United as one!
This we should not resist.
A colourful nation!
What a beautiful miracle.
Proud to be a part of this heritage
Sad that we keep struggling ...