A girl lays silent
Staring upward
Thinking despair, unsure of herself
Wondering about her purpose
Faintly, as if through thick fog
A voice calls her name
and "Child-" nothing more
Silence falls, an enveloping cloak
Of fear and mistrust
She looks around, afraid of the voice
Yet comforted by its nature
Nothing reveals itself
The shadows remain still
She closes her eyes
To try to forget
But the voice echoes in her mind
A haunting shadow
Of love and quieted anger
She thinks again of life
Lonely, silent, cruel
And darkness crowds her heart again
"Child, I love you, come home"
The voice returns,
Quiet, caring, knowing, certain
Love itself
"Child..."
Another day passes
And she watches on
As life shatters around her
Fragile glass once beautiful
Now it lays in pieces
No longer the ting she thought
Bruises and brokenness
Ashes in her hands
Numberless haunting sorrows
Drift through her mind at night
Uncontrollable fear drives her life on
But even as she watches
She sees a light ahead-
A man waiting with outstretched arms,
Calling her name again:
"Child, dear princess, come home, come home
I can fix this, fix you, just come home to Me."
She runs to the Man who destroys all shadows
Whose voice calms her heart
Whose eyes have the freedom of an eagle
And whose voice holds the roar of a lion
"My darling, come home. I love you, come home"
June 24, 2010
Leaena
Just because I write about a girl, doesn't mean it's me. Just saying. For sake of those who actually know me.
Saturday, June 30, 2012
Live
I want to live for real this time
I want to remember who I am
I want to keep in motion
The plan that's kept me alive
Date unknown
Leaena
I want to remember who I am
I want to keep in motion
The plan that's kept me alive
Date unknown
Leaena
From Above
I watch as people
Talk and play
I sit on a ledge
And write
People behind me
And in front
I watch and smile
From above
Date unknown
Leaena
Strangers
A man walking on the street
Hiding his fear and lonliness
He just lost his job
And is going home to tell his family
He wonders what he'll say,
And tries to think of someone to talk to
No one comes to mind
A man walking the street,
Dying inside
A teen girl biking in the road
Trying to ride away
From her problems-
Her parents that don't really love her,
Lack of friends and hope
They haunt her thoughts
And though she tries to get away,
She knows she has to go back
A teen girl biking
Dying inside
These are the strangers among us
Whose stories may never be known
These people hurt, but we pass them by
As if they never existed
Lives consumed by fire and water
Destroyed by heat and storms
They walk among us every day
Who will care for the strangers?
June 26, 2010
Leaena
Hiding his fear and lonliness
He just lost his job
And is going home to tell his family
He wonders what he'll say,
And tries to think of someone to talk to
No one comes to mind
A man walking the street,
Dying inside
A teen girl biking in the road
Trying to ride away
From her problems-
Her parents that don't really love her,
Lack of friends and hope
They haunt her thoughts
And though she tries to get away,
She knows she has to go back
A teen girl biking
Dying inside
These are the strangers among us
Whose stories may never be known
These people hurt, but we pass them by
As if they never existed
Lives consumed by fire and water
Destroyed by heat and storms
They walk among us every day
Who will care for the strangers?
June 26, 2010
Leaena
Light
Surrounded by darkness
Enveloped by fear
Consumed by anxiety
Frozen by the past
Life doesn't always work out
The way that you think it will
It makes you alone and afraid
It can take away your freedom
And keep you captive to pain
Friends will let you down
Family will leave
But through it all,
Light endures.
June 25, 2010
Leaena
I just thought of this, but at the time I wrote this I would have been twelve. It doesn't quite seem like that... at least to me. I don't know. Just a random thought. Sometimes even kids have something special in them.
Enveloped by fear
Consumed by anxiety
Frozen by the past
Life doesn't always work out
The way that you think it will
It makes you alone and afraid
It can take away your freedom
And keep you captive to pain
Friends will let you down
Family will leave
But through it all,
Light endures.
June 25, 2010
Leaena
I just thought of this, but at the time I wrote this I would have been twelve. It doesn't quite seem like that... at least to me. I don't know. Just a random thought. Sometimes even kids have something special in them.
Deliver Us
Fire rises, flames consume
As we watch the sky for hope
Rain pours down, the water devours
As we look at the horizon for peace
The storms come and overtake
But we gaze at the mountains for joy
As if nothing is wrong
God, deliver us,
We can't watch any longer
Give us peace and hope
Deliver us from this torment
Do not let us watch for You any more
Reveal yourself in the sky,
Show yourself in the mountains,
Appear on the horizon,
You are God
Show us love and joy
Separate us from these trials
Shelter us from the pain
You are God
June 25, 2010
Leaena
As we watch the sky for hope
Rain pours down, the water devours
As we look at the horizon for peace
The storms come and overtake
But we gaze at the mountains for joy
As if nothing is wrong
God, deliver us,
We can't watch any longer
Give us peace and hope
Deliver us from this torment
Do not let us watch for You any more
Reveal yourself in the sky,
Show yourself in the mountains,
Appear on the horizon,
You are God
Show us love and joy
Separate us from these trials
Shelter us from the pain
You are God
June 25, 2010
Leaena
Friend
Finally someone who understands
Who knows what I've been through
Someone that I feel I can trust
Someone I know I can talk to
An instant friend
At last able to be free
No longer alone
Forever, forever, never alone
June 25, 2010
Leaena
I almost laugh reading this now. I wrote it after meeting a guy at the camp who I thought I had a lot in common with. Haven't seen or talked to him since camp ended. Granted, this is still true. Very very true. Now that I think of it, I wonder where he is... how he's doing... who knows, maybe some day we'll meet again.
Phoenix
Made into ashes
Rising from smoke
Appearing after fire
When all else fails, we rise
Comforting rejected,
Covering outcasts
Helping the fallen
Soar into the heavens,
Brighten the sky
Loving abandoned
Caring for the loners
Smiling for the scared
Fly up to the sky
For the King we rise
A reflection of Love
A bird of Hope
To burn and rerise
From the ashes
Watch for the King
June 24, 2010
Leaena
I've always had a fascination with mythology and especially mythological creatures like Griffins (Gryphons, Griffins, Griffons... I forget how else it's spelled...) At any rate, we crash and burn. I know that all too well. But we also rise. It's up to us to stretch out our fiery wings and protect those who can not protect themselves.
Rising from smoke
Appearing after fire
When all else fails, we rise
Comforting rejected,
Covering outcasts
Helping the fallen
Soar into the heavens,
Brighten the sky
Loving abandoned
Caring for the loners
Smiling for the scared
Fly up to the sky
For the King we rise
A reflection of Love
A bird of Hope
To burn and rerise
From the ashes
Watch for the King
June 24, 2010
Leaena
I've always had a fascination with mythology and especially mythological creatures like Griffins (Gryphons, Griffins, Griffons... I forget how else it's spelled...) At any rate, we crash and burn. I know that all too well. But we also rise. It's up to us to stretch out our fiery wings and protect those who can not protect themselves.
Empty
An empty page stares at me
Willing me to write
Blue lines itching to be caressed
By gentle lines so light
The pencil shivers in my hand
Excited to be used at last
I watch the empty page a while
Wondering how long this will last
At last inspiration
The graphite runs free
I write of the emptiness
Of the page in front of me
June 24, 2010
Leaena
So.... I know this one's pretty weak. There are things I notice as I type this out that I just wouldn't do at this point. For example, the excessive uses of "lines" and "last"... but that's beside the point. I was bored I guess and couldn't think of anything else. If this is the first you've read of my work, please, keep going. I promise it gets better.
Willing me to write
Blue lines itching to be caressed
By gentle lines so light
The pencil shivers in my hand
Excited to be used at last
I watch the empty page a while
Wondering how long this will last
At last inspiration
The graphite runs free
I write of the emptiness
Of the page in front of me
June 24, 2010
Leaena
So.... I know this one's pretty weak. There are things I notice as I type this out that I just wouldn't do at this point. For example, the excessive uses of "lines" and "last"... but that's beside the point. I was bored I guess and couldn't think of anything else. If this is the first you've read of my work, please, keep going. I promise it gets better.
Where?
Where can you go
To escape from yourself?
Where can you run
To flee from your past?
Where can you hide
To avoid the Great's love?
Where can you go
Where He's not enough?
Where will you let
Him lead you this time?
Where will you
Be free from your heart?
Where will you
Find yourself in the end?
Where will you go?
Where will you go?
June 23, 2010
Leaena
I guess this was questions I kept asking myself over and over again. Christ is enough. You can't run away, He pursues you to the ends of the earth.
To escape from yourself?
Where can you run
To flee from your past?
Where can you hide
To avoid the Great's love?
Where can you go
Where He's not enough?
Where will you let
Him lead you this time?
Where will you
Be free from your heart?
Where will you
Find yourself in the end?
Where will you go?
Where will you go?
June 23, 2010
Leaena
I guess this was questions I kept asking myself over and over again. Christ is enough. You can't run away, He pursues you to the ends of the earth.
Silence
It fills, but it is emptiness in itself. It is always there, but it is abandonment. You can't stop it or control it. It just is.
Silence
No noises come to break this dark
To finally repair this broken heart
Darkness, quiet, all alone
When will I finally find my home
Chilling emptiness, nothing here
But fading memories and this threatening fear
The dark seeps inside me
Freezing my blood and numbing my heart
Lost in this dark, this brokenness
Trying to find a new start
June 22, 2010
Leaena
Silence
No noises come to break this dark
To finally repair this broken heart
Darkness, quiet, all alone
When will I finally find my home
Chilling emptiness, nothing here
But fading memories and this threatening fear
The dark seeps inside me
Freezing my blood and numbing my heart
Lost in this dark, this brokenness
Trying to find a new start
June 22, 2010
Leaena
Surrounded
Just because someone is surrounded by people doesn't mean they're not alone. Everyone has a story, appearance may contradict.
Surrounded
How can I make them understand
That who I was is not who I am?
How can I ever forget
All I was told and all that I said?
Surrounded by people
But all alone
Abandoned by what
I thought was my home
Surrounded by questions
But so confused
Asking and asked
Have I been used?
Surrounded by silence
Which screams to me
Growling and roaring
When will I be free?
June 22, 2010
Leaena
Surrounded
How can I make them understand
That who I was is not who I am?
How can I ever forget
All I was told and all that I said?
Surrounded by people
But all alone
Abandoned by what
I thought was my home
Surrounded by questions
But so confused
Asking and asked
Have I been used?
Surrounded by silence
Which screams to me
Growling and roaring
When will I be free?
June 22, 2010
Leaena
Friday, June 29, 2012
Names
I was walking back to my room from lunch at camp I saw names etched into the sidewalk. No big long story like in Out of the Window.
Names
I walk on the sidewalk
Something catches my eye
A name engraved in the concrete
Looks at me as I pass by
More names follow
Unique in their ways
All so different
Worn by the days
Each name has a story
Each story a heart
Each heart has a person
And each person a name
What are these stories?
What are the feelings of these hearts?
Who are these people?
Because of a name
June 22, 2010
Leaena
This isn't really a favorite of mine, but I wrote it nonetheless and it's here anyway. Sorta the same "circular" reasoning as... well, Circle. Just a thought.
Names
I walk on the sidewalk
Something catches my eye
A name engraved in the concrete
Looks at me as I pass by
More names follow
Unique in their ways
All so different
Worn by the days
Each name has a story
Each story a heart
Each heart has a person
And each person a name
What are these stories?
What are the feelings of these hearts?
Who are these people?
Because of a name
June 22, 2010
Leaena
This isn't really a favorite of mine, but I wrote it nonetheless and it's here anyway. Sorta the same "circular" reasoning as... well, Circle. Just a thought.
Circle
Everything comes back at some point, one thing starts another which eventually leads back to the cause. Simple but purposeful.
Circle
A vine curls slowly around a tree
Stretching higher
Almost free
The tree looks up
At the sky
Saddening as
Birds fly by
The birds look down
At grass so green
Flying onward
Unhappily
The grass sighs as
A ladybug walks
Crawling steadily
Across the rocks
The ladybug pauses
Atop a vine
Watching the tree
Around which it winds
June 21, 2010
Leaena Tigris
Circle
A vine curls slowly around a tree
Stretching higher
Almost free
The tree looks up
At the sky
Saddening as
Birds fly by
The birds look down
At grass so green
Flying onward
Unhappily
The grass sighs as
A ladybug walks
Crawling steadily
Across the rocks
The ladybug pauses
Atop a vine
Watching the tree
Around which it winds
June 21, 2010
Leaena Tigris
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