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Sometimes,
meaningless things are more meaningful in life.
and some meaningful things don't hold much meaning for you.
this is your story
do not be ashamed
may this be the telling of your journey
let your hands open up like gates
and your fingers flow like streams
your plams, the palette on which you walk
the ground on which you scrape up paint
and you stroke your fingers
against the canvas your Creator has made
so may forests grow
and mountains be lifted
may oceans part
and the waters be stilled
by gentle kisses of reminiscence
and the introspection
of our heart's rythmic hum
all by the grace and power of God
because these poems are your story
so do not be ashamed
instead, may this be the telling of His glory
orenda | Huron | (n.) a mystical force present in all people that empowers them to affect the world

I think it's amazing how God can take our broken past, and use it so we can give a testimony to other people that shows them how God can take such brokenness and heal us so we're able to bring Him glory through that. So I encourage people, do not be scared to share your past; look at where you are at now, all by the grace and power of God, so share that with others. And I encourage you poets, do not be ashamed of where you once were or what you're going through now; as much as you may doubt, sharing those things will help someone who can relate to you
 Aug 2018 Jade Lima
Helen
If i could turn back time,
I want to be the kid who cries over toys,
Not flaws.

If i could turn back time,
I want to laugh until breathing becomes hard,
Not to hide my pain.

If i could turn back time,
I want to turn on the mp3 so i can dance to it,
Not to control my tears.

If i could turn back time,
I want to stay up late using my controllers,
Not pencils.

Empty feelings, hopeless journey.
Invisible existence, slowly fading.
Living in a cruel world,
I'm a dreamer in the darkest reality.
 Aug 2018 Jade Lima
Rory
My body is a drop
of matter in the great cascade
A little pyre that burns atop
the soil in an entropic haze

These hands were granted me
without my warrant or entreating
but by its whims, necessity
sets all our hearts to beating

See that's the thing with entropy,
you cannot force it in reverse
make use of your short time to be
we burn like tinder to the hearse
Going through with no energy
I have no emotions
My pills form me
Sometimes I smile
Doesn't mean I'm happy
Sometimes I smile
Doesn't mean I'm not crying
I legit feel like nothing
Just a robot doing human things
Going day by day with a low battery
Just winging it
Not really caring
But somehow I'm getting through
I'm clearly broken
My friends don't know what to do
None of my broken pieces fit
It's creeping out
Coming to get me
Things are looking grim
Holding on, I'm still breathing
Peace is gold through this pain
Hiding this grim behind the grin
Tortured by the memories I've left behind
 Aug 2018 Jade Lima
Mister J
If
 Aug 2018 Jade Lima
Mister J
If
If you only knew
How much I've been keeping it in
Maybe you could cut me some slack
And leave me to my thoughts

If you only knew
The feelings in my wavering heart
That no matter how much I resist
They're eating me away slowly

If you only knew
How much I want to apologize
For keeping myself at bay and distant
Because I might never want to let go

If you only knew
Why I'm doing things to hurt you
Acting indifferent despite being close
Resisting feelings that I shouldn't feel

If you only knew
How much I'm falling in love
With everything and all about you
Wanting to break the status quo

If you ever find out
That I've been hiding these feelings
To keep this bond between us
Would you rather stay?

If only you would stay
I really hope you won't leave
But if you really do
This may be the last time
That I admit to you
That after all this time
And after all this pain
After all that ignorance
And all that silence
All the wrongdoings
And all the mistreatment
I love you
And pushing you away
Asking God to take away these feelings
Away from my fragile heart
To save what we have
So that I could keep you still
Even when we're far apart
Hey. How have you guys been?
This piece is dedicated to someone whom I've been long close with
Call her my best friend.

I've actually neglected her for the past few weeks
Because when I saw her again
I knew that dormant feelings would awaken
And the time when I loved her
would come running back to me

I've been wavering lately
Because if it ain't from God
I don't want it
Call me hopeless romantic
Call me one of both
I just wanted to tell her my feelings
before she leaves me again.

Enough of the drama.
Thanks for reading! :)

-J
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