"eversince" poems
I look up in the sky at night
Eversince I was a child
Hoping to see a shooting star
That would make my wish come true
But all I see is the airplanes
Even then I make my wish
Pretending that the airplanes are shooting stars.
Dec 20, 2012
Dec 20, 2012 at 3:14 AM UTC
It has been raining peonies and carnations
since you said "hi"
and I have been walking on
cherry blossom-covered pavement eversince.
Aug 13, 2015
Aug 13, 2015 at 11:27 PM UTC
My Prayer for Thee
Oh, Lord, Thou art my only Love
Thou art my True Love Dove
i treasure me in Thy Vector
and feel me blessed in my daily concerns
i know this is only hellish Earth
temporarily and no eternal worth
only Thy Signs and Thy Spoken Words
i have absorbed and am absorbing still,
Thy Holy Words and Thy Only Will
naturally, i have learned eversince;
i learned to see Thee as my Holy Prince
to listen to Thee as my Holy Father
to hear Thy Words than rather
turn my sight to satan's rites.
Thou art The Only One i worship
Thou art The Only One i am praying to
Thou art The Only One, Thou art my All
Thou art this side and
Thou art my whole side of my All;
Thou stand above my Darling,
Thou stand above my Beloved,
Thou stand above my Beloved Ones,
Thou stand above my Alls.
Thou art The Holy Father,
The Holy Son,
and The Holy Ghost.
i am a humble girl,
i asked for three special sons;
Thou gave me three special sons.
i knocked and asked for love, life and food;
Thou opened,
and gave me love, life and food
for my family, my Life's destiny;
i asked still, Thou gave me constantly.
i could not fight,
Thou gave me strength, Thou gave me Power;
i grow stronger by the hour.
Thy words are Divine;
i am craving for Thee, Oh, Holy Mine;
i am all Thine and Thou art Mine.
Forgive this humble heart of me,
for every sin i have done unto Thee.
i pray to Thee for every soul i've met;
i thank Thee for Thy mercy i get,
from Thy Holy and Forgiving Heart.
i nestle in Thy thermal,
i warm me in Thy vernal,
i warm me in Thy embrace.
No my Lord, i would not race.
i feel me ablaze, every time i praise Thee,
and pray to Thee, my Lord,
blessing feel i get for each of Thy Word.
My Lord, My eternal Love-Superiour,
Thou art my heavenly Father.
i am your constant love-warrior;
Thou art in Heaven,
hallowed be Thy Name,
Thy Kingdom come
on earth as it is in Heaven.
Amen.
© Sylvia Frances Chan
Dec 18, 2015
Dec 18, 2015 at 1:27 AM UTC
My Prayer for Thee
Oh, Lord Thou art my only Love
dearest, Thou art my True Love Dove
i treasure me in Thy Vector
and feel me blessed in my daily concerns
i know this is only hellish Earth
temporarily and no eternal worth
only Thy Signs and Thy Spoken Words
i have absorbed and am absorbing still
Thy Holy Words and Thy Only Will
naturally, i have learned eversince
i learned to see Thee as my Holy Prince
to listen to Thee as my Holy Father
to hear Thy Words than rather
turn my sight to satan's rites
Thou art The Only One i worship
Thou art The Only One i am praying to
Thou art The Only One, Thou art my All
Thou art this side and the reverse side of my All
Thou art my whole side of my All
Thou stand above my Darling
Thou stand above my Beloved
Thou stand above my Beloved Ones
Thou stand above my Alls
Thou art The Holy Father
The Holy Son
and The Holy Ghost
i am a humble woman
i asked for three special sons
Thou gave me three special sons
i knocked and asked for love, life and food,
Thou opened
and gave me love, life and food
for my family, my Life's destiny
i asked still, Thou gave me constantly
i could not fight
Thou gave me strength, Thou gave me Power
i grow stronger by the hour
Thy words are Divine
i am craving for Thee, Oh Holy Mine
i am all Thine and Thou art Mine
forgive this humble heart of me
for every sin i have done to Thee
i pray to Thee for every soul i met
i thank Thee for Thy mercy i get
from Thy Holy and Forgiving Heart
i nestle in Thy thermal
i warm me in Thy vernal
i warm me in Thy embrace
No my Lord, i would not race
i feel me ablaze, every time i praise Thee
and pray to Thee, my Lord
blessed feel i get for each of Thy Word
My Lord, My eternal Love-Superiour
Thou art my heavenly Father
i am your constant love-warrior
Thou art in Heaven
hallowed be Thy Name
Thy Kingdom come
on earth as it is in Heaven
Amen
PS. Especially posted for dear Tahirih
© SYLVIA FRANCES CHAN
Tuesday 8th July 2014
Jul 8, 2014
Jul 8, 2014 at 6:17 AM UTC
She is the lady I met yesterday
Wearing embroidered black abaaya made in Dubai
A black veil covers most of her face...
but a pair of her mysterious looking eyes..
Has Captured my interest eversince that day
She was sitting in a a cafe all alone one fine day
Sipping black arabic coffee looking so lonely...
I stole a glance and observed her closely..
She is somewhat a mesmerizing beauty...
When she walked out that door,
she held her head down..
Not a chance for me to meet her in the eyes
But her inner beauty shines in her hidden body
A Respectable lady is a true beauty...
A pair of her eyes tells a lot of stories...
Her stories of happiness and her hidden struggles
Her eyes that smile shows a lot of love..
Her affection and her true devotion...
Her eyes reflects her tales of happiness and sorrow..
They also tell how strong she is inside
Her eyes tell how much is her fear...
To live for today and tomorrow...
Is she feeling afraid and very insecure?
That... I am not so sure...
But her gaze tells.... how brave she is..
Being a woman in abaaya in a strange town elsewhere
I know nothing of this one special lady...
But her beauty is her pair of eyes..
Her eyes that tell.....
May 28, 2013
May 28, 2013 at 5:28 AM UTC
Eversince my heart stopped beating,
My life just keeps repeating.
I can feel nothing, no sorrow, no pain;
There is something I just can't regain.
Life seems so out of reach, and;
Yet I still walk.
I eat flesh and blood just like my own,
Not knowing what is right or wrong.
Mar 3, 2015
Mar 3, 2015 at 3:23 AM UTC
What flush of cold distortions shivered the shapes,
became lambent eye waves,
at last?
Skewed the eversince subtly-skewed-already
that’s in the light? Or the cubed mundane disguises?
like:
the wall’s edges, your desk’s corners, the dead fullness of
strewn ecru pages [crepitating by the open garage door, a breeze]
showing all your rustled struggle, wrestled with, agelessly, and the boxed
form of it—your books—upturned, but floored—
or maybe, all that shook was your sorrowful shoe, its face—
dejected
on its side,
final ***** lace limp on the bottom, below you,
to go with you no more. No more movement
anymore.
Was it, then, unskewed?
And had it always been there at the thick of your throat, had it just
been the tongue in the way, spoiling? Was everything in the world you saw
small then big, too big then small, like
a ****** mouthing of out then in, a throbbing, grabbling of you—
couldn’t tell if the biting was harmless, playful teeth?
You’d say no to me, to all of this, and think maybe. Was it the maybe?
Mar 27, 2012
Mar 27, 2012 at 7:49 PM UTC
This separation from you,
Keeps giving tinnitus,
Yes it is recurring.
I read in fair detail of it,
It is the lack of love,
Love hormone.
Oxytocin that pacifies,
It is lacking in me,
Many downs.
All my biology has snuffed,
Extinguished is my flame,
Eversince you have left.
Separation debilitates me,
And though I can't weep,
It is stinging my heart.
Still you fail to perceive,
It's only me who waits,
And I will be waiting.
I have waited for long,
A very long time gap,
Now I will move on.
Sep 26, 2016
Sep 26, 2016 at 12:00 PM UTC
My soul will chase yours,
as did Apollo with Daphne,
over this lifetime into the next.
It will not cease to love you,
neither will it ever be able to accept the loss of your love.
For my heart had been yours upon my first breath drawn in this god forsaken world.
But eversince,
your love has just been stars I fail to fathom into constellations.
Apr 4, 2018
Apr 4, 2018 at 2:44 AM UTC
As the young boy sits in the dark
Slowly a shadow is laying on the floor
And a small dog starts to bark
The boy stands up with his face filled frightness
As if he had seen a movie filled with gore
His parents heard a shout from the room
From that little boy
As if he just met his doom
He was just a boy filled with joy
Now he is gone
Since the time of his fright
It was nice for him and his dog to bond
Eversince that one night
Mar 3, 2013
Mar 3, 2013 at 1:44 AM UTC
Eversince I met you
I started to live with
My expectations
Expecting for your reply
On every sweet messages
Im sending to you
Expecting for your morning greetings
Everytime I open my eyes under
The light of the shining sun
Expecting for a little bit of your time
'Cause I know you are kinda busy
Expecting for you to ask me out
And finally have our first date
Expecting for you to look me directly
To my eyes
Expecting that someday you'll
Touch my hand
Expecting that one day you'll hug me
From behind just like the sweet couple
In the movie
Expecting to kiss your lips with
Overflowing love
Expecting that we will finally have
Our first 'love making' while the stars are dancing repeatedly up to the sky
But I did not expect that these expectations would be the worst expectation
I would ever have
Expectations that would **** me slowly,
Stab me with the pointed edge repeatedly,
Until I couldn't even stand due to the monster pain that reigning all over my shaking body
And now, I just hope that expectation
Will never across my curiosity
Jul 27, 2017
Jul 27, 2017 at 11:20 AM UTC
when i was still little,
i was right beside a window,
catching all that beaming rays,
from a giant fire ball that glows,
while my parents watch me grow,
in a vase created years ago;
when i was still young,
i'd receive a shower every afternoon,
thinking of the happy ducks swimming at the lagoon,
hearing the cheerful creatures up in their nest croon,
wishing i'd also be that happy soon;
after all the sunlight,
all the amount of water i needed,
it was as though the vase was a sandbox,
my colors have faded, i am withered.
but wrapped around a tiny bow,
was a glimpse of hope,
the sky has bestowed upon a withered flower in a modern meadow,
replacing the sandbox with healthy soil i've longed for,
making the colorful rainbows i've dreamt of,
the blissful moments i feared to be impossible,
become attainable;
i've never been this hopeful in my life eversince i was born, not until you came.
Jan 27, 2019
Jan 27, 2019 at 7:51 AM UTC
A disconnected future,
Beholds a world of dying embers,
Of a passion burning only so strong,
The pocket watch of blood, eversince dried up,
Time has come to an absolute standstill,
Yet, our precious memories are timeless,
As we move on from that past.
~ Umi
Mar 13, 2019
Mar 13, 2019 at 8:20 AM UTC
Eversince a child have I been fascinating the beauty of words
I see colors lingering like an aura on their edges
I see motion pictures that are yet to be freed from a cage that is a paper
Words, oh they're like painting only that
Those kinds of painting only painted from mad thoughts and open minds
I imagine them getting out of those beautiful minds
To be made into spools of thread to either cover a man with love or shame.
Words have that kind of thing on me.
They awaken the inner goddess living inside the depth of my being
But never have I been fascinated with words until
I opened that letter which was so carefully written,
Words that were so carefully chosen,
With the hands that's yours
And with the mind as intricately beautiful as yours.
~~ Criss ∞
Jul 28, 2014
Jul 28, 2014 at 7:34 AM UTC
I always forget the names,
Eversince my accident.
I hope to forget yours too,
Sooner than later on.
Oct 25, 2016
Oct 25, 2016 at 12:20 PM UTC
At age six, my mother told me that dancing is not really for me. The ballerina in me died that day.
Age eight, I was told by my uncle that I shouldn't sing for other people. I never hummed eversince.
I held a guitar at age twelve, my brother told me "have you forgotten you can't sing?"
I look like eight-shattered-dreams.
I trust that we know better now.
Break the cycle.
Jun 29, 2021
Jun 29, 2021 at 5:23 PM UTC
Godled we far to be
Through lot to become
For what are but we
What told is the reward
How kind intended
To call by now learned
Whats to complete
Forms in divine perfect
Structures alway be
Fated the fate a blame
Or thank allknowing
In his love put our ways
Shall see the within
Town or kingdom name
House a home read
gods any name ancient
Or if rathet believe
To reason for the sense
Can however many
In fact anyone anyways
And i do, eversince
Some please to madder
Or laugh to please.
I will never stop if i can
Or to start it seems
My apologize to forget
You are not at hear
And be hand at ink pen
To write it writes be
To match loves in pain
To have much glory
As the mountains had
Perhaps oldest me
To come to close have
What to come meet
And become a forever
For taught a believe
And thought proud well
Proudest i ever been.
Jan 7, 2025
Jan 7, 2025 at 7:12 AM UTC