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Olga Valerevna Mar 2022
I picked up both my arms because my brother lost his limbs
and I continued fighting on and on behalf of him
The ground was in my blood but I had hands enough to be
the backbone of a country that I wanted to be free

I picked up both my feet because my sister lost her head
but I continued fighting on and on because she bled
Her blood was of my blood, I know I buried her too soon
the breath that I have left in me will honor her by moon
Olga Valerevna Feb 2022
when all the blood inside of you
gives rise to things that make you move
consider mindfulness your friend
and be as patient as you can

and think on words before you speak
your heart is strong, don’t let it leak
let go the notion you have time
you’re only here for seconds, child

the ghost of notes makes Time so worn  
it let’s you think you have much more
but Truth is sound and Time is now
you’ll always be and you’ll know how
“All flesh would perish together, And man would return to dust.”
‭‭Job‬ ‭34:15‬ NKJV
Olga Valerevna Feb 2022
I know too much, don’t know enough
my mind has grazed the skies above
and as my thoughts go up and down
I start to flee from higher ground

I put my focus on the earth
and as I walk, I learn my worth
my feet are small and so am I
but there is more than meets the eye

I felt as much as I could feel
enough to know that You are real
my soul depicts Your Majesty
Your Hands my hands, Your Feet my feet
#tobelikeYou
Olga Valerevna Feb 2022
you wrote me a poem that watered my eyes
and woke up my Spirit from dead to alive
I anchored my heart and I wandered its streets
and took all the Time to revisit each beat
I found you in moments that sounded far off
but when I drew closer, I saw you and thought

: you’ve never been farther than one word away
and now that I’m with you, I know what to say
your mind and your body were made for me, dear
The Son and The Father have made this so clear
I love you because of, I love you despite
I love you forever, yours always, goodnight
Olga Valerevna Aug 2021
I see You in colors that do not exist
In gardens and rivers and Time as it is
I see You in Spirit, in thoughts we collide
You lead me to moments that keep me alive

I see You in ways that I never knew how
And You carry the weight of all that is now
I see you in corners, in clouds, in the rain
Reflecting the aura gone out of my pain

I see You aglow in the parts of myself
That I have neglected or thought were unwell
I see You because I know You see me too
And being beside You, I know, is The Truth
in Love: “Love suffers long and is kind; love does not envy; love does not parade itself, is not puffed up; does not behave rudely, does not seek its own, is not provoked, thinks no evil; does not rejoice in iniquity, but rejoices in the truth; bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.”
‭‭I Corinthians‬ ‭13:4-7‬
Olga Valerevna May 2021
if there be a poison within me
then bleed me out dry ‘til there’s not
I want to be pure of intention
I want to let go of the rot

if there be a motive within me
that pierces the hearts of my friends
I want to be broken forever
I want to be onto the mend

if there be a Philistine spirit
that wages its wars in my bones
I want to be shattered completely
I want to be fully made whole

if there be a Sun made of Silence
Who welcomes Himself in my veins
I want to completely encounter
the sound of the prodigal’s Praise
“Ибо тленному сему надлежит облечься в нетление, и смертному сему облечься в бессмертие. Когда же тленное сие облечется в нетление и смертное сие облечется в бессмертие, тогда сбудется слово написанное: поглощена смерть победою.”
‭‭Первое послание к Коринфянам‬ ‭15:53-54‬ ‭
Olga Valerevna May 2021
I feel like I’m holding my organs
and all of them want to collapse
I need to get back to my Father
Who keeps me completely intact

I feel like I’m losing my brain cells
and all of them stopped making sense
I need to get back to my Father
Who paid all of my recompense

I feel like I need to get closer
and all that I am is without
I need to get back to my Father
Who cancels out all of my doubt
“У тебя же, когда творишь милостыню, пусть левая рука твоя не знает, что делает правая, чтобы милостыня твоя была втайне; и Отец твой, видящий тайное, воздаст тебе явно.”
‭‭От Матфея‬ ‭6:3-4‬ ‭
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