POETRY: Cynically, My Faith Gets Stronger by Cheryl A. Baldwin

Id like to be in love one day, just like anyone else.
Id like to bask in the effervescent emotions,
Id like to feel the presents of someone who adores me,
Feel the essence of his warming hands when there was no one around.
Hearts connected, Guiding my mind, body, and, soul, Oh how earnest!
Not feeling the slightest bit of pessimism,
I bow down
Let loose, and
Let free,
Obsequiously, to the lyrical melodies of his voice
Feeling so reverent and high as a kite, as my mind fades back into reality.


Yeah, id like to be in love one day, but even at the slightest delight of my fantasies my brain becomes over barren, questioning the basic sincerities and goodness of life.
Appalled, agitated, annoyed, and aggravated by the world, only because I know I cant control this cynical thinking.


Lord…. I just feel so lonely!
Its hard not having anyone to love,
Anyone to hold,
Someone to hold me…..


I wish that I could just have that one person in my life.
That person who I could trust with all of my personal thoughts,
All of my dreams,
All of my prayers.
That person would see me through the eyes of a lover and a friend,
That person who I could tell all of my internally craving fantasies,
That person who could also make those fantasies come true.


But I now know that my life right now was inevitably going to happen.
Its just apart of life!
And as I began to lose hope in this indigenous love life, my faith only gets stronger.