Joy In The Midst Of My Pain Poem Analysis

Lyrical Voice
By: Lakella L. Taylor
And Frankie Fipps

Joy in the Midst of my Pain
By: Lakella L. Taylor
God give me the strength I need to go on
My heart is wailing, sorrowful
My soul lies driven in by the tide of despair.
Lord lift up my heart; lift up my soul, save me
From my affliction and pain.
For great is my love for thee.
For thy art my joy in the midst of my pain.

A Piece of Art
By: Lakella L. Taylor
A piece of art
Vague and shallow, all dark and gloomy
Misunderstood and mistaken
A piece of art
Beautiful in all simplicity
Light and airy
Different yet familiar
Flawed yet flawless
Right yet wrong
Colorful and shiny
Taylor

Yes, yes I have heard it all before.
Those three words open the door
The door to a chamber of lies and heart break.
Heart break that I’ve known
I’ve felt.
I’ve witnessed.
I love you.
What do you me?
What do you love to love about me?
Is it my skin which glows like brown sugar cane?
Is it my body, all curved and petite?
Is it my lips, thick and full?
Is it my eyes that sparkle like cider in the radiant sunshine?
What do you love to love about me?
Can’t imagine?
Dare to imagine?
Can’t fathom the uniqueness
That supposedly sets me apart from all the rest.
Just a matter of regret
Regret that I’ve fallen so many times
For an empty three word line
I love you.
Then what do you love to love about me.

Peering Well
By: Lakella L. Taylor

Go down to the well and I draw water.
Night is approaching as I draw.
The stars are glistening from afar.
Headed back home pail in hand,
Looking forward to tomorrow,
So I may do it again.
Peering Well
Like a dark night
The well provides for my life.
It’s a place where I can confide
All my troubles and fears aside.
Like an exotic paradise
My soul it enlightens.
It’s a source of vitality.
Peering well
Lets me see what’s
It’s the Gift
By: Lakella L. Taylor (Davenport)

It’s the gift of peace
That makes our lives bearable
It’s the gift of friendship
That makes you feel accepted.
It’s the gift of touch
That enables you to reach out to others.
It’s the gift of giving
That allows us to make someone’s day a little brighter.
It’s the gift of joy
That allows us to enjoy life.
It’s the gift of sound
That enables us to hear.
It’s the gift of unity
That allows us to come together as one.
It’s the gift of love that makes the world go round.

Life Is
By: Lakella L. Taylor (Davenport)

Life is not picnic
Everything is not laid out on a platter.
Life is not