Tag Archives: Pain

If Space and Time…

If Space and Time…by Michael DoyleIt’s only been a matter of a few passing yearsI’m alone on your birthday except for my tearsTalking to God again, I stare off into the nightYours was the sisterly love that was my guiding … Continue reading

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Remembering Prince

Remembering Princeby Michael DoyleI remember listening to a nightingale singSomewhere in Europe and just about springAnd thinking about things dismissed in hasteA lot of which was only my imagined wasteOne of these was Prince, dead at fifty-sevenDid find his way … Continue reading

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One True Love

One True Loveby Michael DoyleIn understanding your painIt makes it quite plainYou are all that means anything to meThe worthy answer to my questions for meYou fill up my mindLike nothing else I findThese are the secrets we revealFeeling like … Continue reading

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Virtue and Disobedience

Virtue and Disobedienceby Michael DoylePainting away your dayAs old records playEach portrait painted with feelingIs nothing less than soul-revealingThat is to say about the painters’ waysNot of the sitter, despite honoring his daysSpending time on crafting the right impressionThis is … Continue reading

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A Catch of Breath

A Catch of Breathby Michael DoyleLet’s admit that we’re born dyingIt’s time to stop our cryingLet these words be quietly spokenIt’s okay to be a little brokenWe’re connected by more than our headsWe have more meaning than our words saidIt … Continue reading

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First Principles: He Will Wipe Away Every Tear From Their Eyes, and Death Shall Be No More, Neither Shall There Be Mourning, Nor Crying, Nor Pain Anymore, For the Former Things Have Passed Away

“He will wipe away every tear from their eyes, and death shall be no more, neither shall there be mourning, nor crying, nor pain anymore, for the former things have passed away.” – Revelation 21:4

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Echo Back

Echo Backby Michael DoyleMy words echo back into tomorrowA half-life that’s full of sorrowI’m often sorry for what I sayThe demons inside won’t have it any other wayIf these were the last words I saidI wouldn’t want them rolling in … Continue reading

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The Painful Reality of Perfectionism

The Painful Reality of Perfectionismby Michael DoyleThere is a need to face eventuallyWhether painful or not, the realityThat however much we have optimismThere is no such thing as perfectionismAt least so much as actually be perfectThere is only really the … Continue reading

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Tough Prayers Silently Spoken

Tough Prayers Silently Spokenby Michael DoyleWe need to keep ourselves humbleHowever, the world may tumbleWe need to be on our knees and prayOur hearts are in gratitude and will stayThis is our best good answerAs we live life’s flow like … Continue reading

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Rated Pain

Rated Painby Michael DoyleSitting here tonight after the injuryI know that it won’t require surgeryBut all the same, I don’t like the painYet, asking me to rate it feels insaneThe trouble is as I stumbled and talkedIs that the path … Continue reading

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