You and I (not a One Direction song)

OK, so, as you can see above, this post is not on a One Direction song. Though, surprisingly, I do like their song, 'You and I'...
Back to the point. I'm so sorry I've been absent of late, it has been busy-- but I never, ever, want to stop blogging, and I keep lagging. Lagging, like, falling behind in the blogging world, because, um, other things took up a few slightly empty spaces in my life, and then grew bigger until they were squeezing blogging out of it's own space.
I made a poem to apologize. :) (If it's a good enough apology?) Oh, and don't worry, a lot of people would think that I'm depressed when they read this poem, but I'm really, really, not. I was just letting my creativity wander about the place...sort of...well, I enjoyed myself, and I hope you enjoy this poem.

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You and I

When you fall
you blame the person to your side
You set up walls
then ask me why I don’t step inside

I’m tired of
You
I don’t get
You
I don’t know
You
But yet
I can’t let go of you

You dress in black
you shout at those who clothe in white
Your hands are slack
you shout at those who take off the night

And I want to leave
You
I just don’t get
You
But you're like my shadow
And I just can't let go

Sometimes you can really shine
I start thinking it’s gonna be the start of a change
But after awhile it fades to grime
and then I’m left feeling indecisive and strange

Why rise so high
only to drop
Why go so far
only to stop

Oh, why start writing the story
when finished it will never be

Yes, you know
that I don’t get you
I may be a little slow
but it’s been so long
since I met you-
and I still don’t get you

The thing that worries me most
is that I am something I don’t want to be
Maybe I’m only holding on
only, only because you remind me of me

If you and I are the same
I guess we both take the blame
Both of us can clearly see
that we are who we shouldn’t be

It’s a perfect fit
because when I look in the mirror
what I see in it
is too hard for me to figure out
I don’t get it

The mist has finally cleared away
and I know today will be the day
I finally realize
I see who’s eyes
I’m looking into
and it’s not you
It’s me-
a perfect reflection
of me.

I don’t get

Me

I don’t know

Me

I want to leave

Me

But I can’t let go

I cannot let go

of me-

not while there is still

a chance.

I know

there is a chance.

the real you

via

I look into your eyes, I can see your disguise. And I can tell, oh, oh, oh, you don’t want me to know. No, no, no…

You don’t want me to know, to ever know the real you. You don’t want to tell me, all you’ve been through. But I want you to know, you can share them with me, all of those secrets you keep, all those things that hurt badly, things that keep you from sleep.

You don’t feel worth the effort, of me listening to you, about all those things that hurt.
But what you don’t know, is that I do want to know. I want to know you. I promise you’re worth that, and so much more. You should tell your story, let it out and let it be.

I look into those eyes, and see that disguise. I know you put on your smile and tell yourself to hold on a while. But past all your braveness, you’re even more precious. 

Sometimes, when you let down your guard, I can see through the mask, and I see the broken sadness inside.

And I know how it is, I've been through pain too. But you don’t have to hide anymore, not from me, I want to know the real you.
Beautiful, real, you...

///

It might be poetry, because I did rhyme here and there, but it might not be. Let's call it a story. A story that happens all the time in the world, someone hiding their true self. Don't do it...we make mistakes, and we learn, and by the glory of God, we are forgiven. Let people know that you have also been damaged (even if it's albeit a little) in life, but you have been healed and loved by your Father in heaven. Let people know the real you, for who you are, who God has been forming you to be - and most of all, let them know that this is not it, this is not the finished product. God is working on you and with you.

We all still have a long way to go. Don't fake being someone else all the way.

 For me, it is the person I am through God that I want to show. That is who I want to be the real me.

And I encourage you to be the real you.

Warrior

via // another one I want to use for my photo challenge

Energy sweeps through her body
The wind runs through her golden hair
She stands on the hill for all to see
For all who want to look up and stare

Her sea green eyes are alight with a glow
Her pale skin looks white against the grey sky
She stands steady in the deep snow

She's different and only a few know why

And oh, it's the presence of a fiery soul
One that doesn't give up in this dark cold world
Oh, it's the presence of a warrior soul
She has been hurt, she has been whirled

In the crazy tornado called life

Yes she has been wrong, she has lied
But He saved her and now she's stronger than before

She is only for Him inside and outside

Since He picked her up off the cold hard floor

And I can tell you who she is
She is a warrior
She is living for him, she is His
 Alive for her savior

She's been through some hard times
But she decided she didn't want to let that get in her way
She's been through some bad times
But when she felt like giving up, she told herself to stay

And she's not going to stop
He is in her and will take their breath away
With her story as the backdrop
His love shouts from within her everyday

She is a warrior
Living for her savior
She has Him as her leader
And she is a warrior

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a poem I wrote, about some people I know. I can see God's love shining through them, so this is dedicated to them.


^ that might have had something to do with inspiring me to write this as well. I found it on Pinterest.
{via}
oh, and, happy 4th of July to all my American friends.

You Have My Heart {a poem}

^ Photo credit goes to my sister, Grace.

You have my heart

You hold it in your hands
You have my future
And all of my plans
You are the only one there
To catch me when I fall
You are the only one there
To start me up again when I stall

And something tells me
I can trust you, I can trust in you
And maybe it's the way you see

You see that we're all beautiful

I can trust You
You wiped my tears when I cried
So it must be true
You said and You have never lied
I put my trust in You

You have my heart in your hands
And something tells me
You will take care
You will hold it gently

I know because
When I was alone
 I didn't know what to do
There was no one
But there was you.

God loves us so much...some days, mostly on the worst days, a ray of God's brilliant love breaks through the clouds of depression and loneliness, into your day. And because of the contrast those dark clouds create, His love shines even brighter than you imagined.
Sometimes, when I really believed that I was alone in this world, I found Him waiting to hold me in His arms.
He never leaves us alone.

This poem was about the moment when you realize, someone really does love you with all of their heart, someone does care for you in the most beautiful way.
And, guess what? That just happens to be the Creator of this whole universe.

there is a creator // poem entry for Hannah's challenge

Image is my own.

do you see

the patterns on those leaves

and how softly

a newborn breathes

do you see

how gently the wind blows

and how strong

the ocean waves roll

do you see

the star that twinkles most

and the way

the bold moon glows

do you see 

those big oak trees swaying 

and do you see

those young ones playing

do you see

the light coming through the trees

or the darkness

where the shadows play and tease

do you see

her eyes close with sleep

and do you see

her lashes touch her cheek

because I see-
and I can bet,
there is indeed
a creator yet.

//

That...was a poem that I am entering in Hannah's challenge. Click HERE to read about it and visit her blog...she's a really lovely gal. You should enter, if you're up to it. ♥
So what did you think?
I hope you are having a lovely Wednesday, as I am.

P.S.: Why don't you go check out Friendship Through Faith? It's a blog I am busy designing - a blog by a friend of mine, Jemma. She's wonderful and so is her blog. Perhaps you'll follow? And, maybe, tell me what you think of the design? ♥

Entry for Eve's writing contest // Go Somewhere

[VIA. Not my own image]

Let’s leave right now, just you and me
I don’t know where we’re going
Guess we’ll have to just wait and see
So let’s grab the car keys

We can drive with the window down
Let the fresh air in and feel the wind blow
We can go from town to town
I don’t know where we’ll go but I want to go

Let’s get in the car,
Drive to some place far
‘Cause I need to get away for awhile
Need to feel the return of a smile

You can hold the pedal down
We can sit back and listen to the engine roar
I’ll put some music on
The kind that sends shivers to your core

Starting now I want to go somewhere
As long as it’s not here I don’t care

Let’s leave right now, just you and me
Let’s get in the car
and go someplace far

‘Cause I long to explore
I want my life to be so much more
Then what it was before
I’m hungry to taste a new world
and I want you to come as well

It’s not that I don’t like this place
I guess you could say it’s a desperate case
I just want to see things I haven’t seen
and go to all the places I haven’t been

Starting now I want to go somewhere
As long as it's not here I really don't care

Author's note: Hmm...my conclusion is that this poem is about wanderlust. I didn't know till now, I just let it take me where it wanted to.

Hey guys! I know I said I'm meant to be really busy with packing up and stuff, but I decided I would enter Eve's writing contest with this (two days till the deadline!).

Oh, and, Eve's contest is awesome. You should check it out and enter. Thanks for hosting it, Eve. :)

Thank you so much for reading, it means a lot to me. Love all of my followers! What do you think of my entry? I was slightly disappointed with the way it turned out, but I don't have much time to write another one now, so, here goes...

Postscript: Hello June! What do you mean to me? Well, since I live in South Africa, Somerset-West, you mean cold, windy, and wet as Winter begins. Preparing myself. I love you but I somehow find myself dreaming about December or January whenever you come around...strange thing is that I wish for you when they are around. ♥
(You may be slightly confused, person who is reading this postscript...well, only if you're American. But anyway, most of you probably already know, that when it's your Summer time, it's my Winter time.)

that is what comes with change

{VIA} (image not my own - found it on Pinterest...isn't it beautiful? I love the atmosphere. So inspiring)

you ask why she's like that

why sometimes when she smiles-

her eyes are sad.

well, the story is something you may not buy

but it is a story that needs to be told

so I will tell you why.

There came a time in her life, when gone was the girl who smiled so bright- the girl who fell asleep easily at night. The girl who didn't always have to dry her eyes, the girl who didn't always wear a fake disguise. The girl who danced all the time and sang loud, the girl who's sky wasn't darkened by a heavy cloud.

That girl was no more for awhile, because in her place came a girl who did not smile.
A girl who always lied and said she was alright, not knowing why she didn't want anyone to know the truth. A girl who had turned her back on the world because of change, a girl who was not fulled with sweet youth. A girl who always had to dry her eyes, and made sure to put on a fake disguise- because even though people could already see her sorrow, she knew for sure it was much worse inside.
And eventually the first girl came back, and claimed what she had left behind, her heart. But still the other girl was always somewhere around, and in the first girl's new world, she always took some part.
Nothing about her was ever the same. But that is what comes with change.

and that, that is the reason why,

you sometimes see her smile with sad eyes.

let me tell you, though,

even though things did not go her way

she is okay.

she will be okay.

///

Change can be for the better or the worse. This post was about change for the worse. It happens. It will always happen until we go home to our Jesus, and then we will live in a perfect infinity.

I'm working on a post about change for the better, but it will take quite a while, life is busy. 

I love writing and I hope you enjoyed reading this. ♥♥♥

PS: I will not be active here for...like...a month. My family and I are moving out of our rented house to a new house (yay! a house that is actually ours), and it's going to get a lot busier very soon. So I send apologies in advance, I will be quite absent for a while.

the wind is free

Hello, my lovely readers. First off, I hope you had a wonderful Easter. He is risen!
And next- here is another poem. About one of my favorite things. (btw: I have a lot of favorite things)

the wind blows hard 

howling and whispering at the same time
I’m sure it’s calling me
and I wish I could go with the wind
and I’m wishing as hard as the wind is blowing.
somehow I think that if I just believe…

wherever it’s going
I want the wind to take me.
and I don’t know where it’s going
but I do know why I want to go too

the wind is free
the wind is wild
the wind knows how to sing
the wind has been everywhere
and seen everything

the wind is free
and that’s what I want
for me.

when the wind is sad

it flies soft and low
letting out melancholy notes
moving so slow.

when the wind is happy
it whips against the leaves in the trees
and skims across the ocean
lifting waves
and making the whole world
move in harmony
swaying ever so gently.

when the wind is angry
you can feel something in the air
it feels like danger and storms
and when the wind hits your face
it stings with cold

when the wind is full of passion
it blows hard, so hard
it could lift you off your feet and carry you away
but somehow it doesn't
it leaves you with just a taste
of how strong that passion is.
it leaves you wanting more
of that exhilarating feeling
that comes with passionate wind.

I want to fly with the wind
I want to go to the heights that the wind has gone
I want to zoom across skyscrapers
to swerve between tall trees
to pass over mountain tops
to put light feathers in the air
and watch them swirl

wherever it’s going
I want the wind to take me.
and I don’t know where it’s going
but I do know why I want to go too

the wind is free
the wind is strong
the wind is here
and the wind is gone
the wind can touch clouds
without breaking them
the wind knows just when
to give a sailboat a push
or give a bird it’s wings

the wind is free

so free
and that’s what I want
for me.

///

feeling f r e e,

Tane ♥

I'm nothing without Him

Hi. I asked my followers what they would like me to post more of, and most of them said poetry. So here is an old poem of mine that I posted on my previous blog. (edited just a *little*) :)

When I stare out the window at the rain

And that helpless feeling grips again

I know You know I just want to give up

I know You know I’m not sure who to turn to

But then you let me know

I can always turn to You

When I don't know what to do

Everything is in a mess

Nothing makes sense

And I want to cry

Somehow you let me know

You are always there for me

There seems to be no answer to my frustration

Or my confusion that’s sitting over there

And I’m sure that somewhere around here

Roams my huge amount of despair

But just when I think it's helpless

You show me it's not

I’m like paper in a fire

Burning fast

I’m like Yesterday

Still living in the past

But then you tell me that you love me

And I feel like smiling again

I’m like a daisy

On a night of frost

Frozen cold,

My petals fall

But then you tell me that you love me

And a happy feeling sinks in

I know that without You I am nothing

I owe it all to you, my Lord, my King

It Isn't Too Late

^ made by me...

I've written a new poem. I hope that you enjoy reading it...
God has helped me so many times, when I felt like I had ruined too many things to carry on. He somehow always manages to let me know that He's still here with me, and that I haven't ruined enough for Him to ever stop loving me. ♥

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my mind has wandered away from me
gone to ride the train of memory
gone to bring back all the boxes I closed
all my fears, secrets and all my woes
reminding me of the past
and of chances I’ve lost
reminding me that there were things
I didn’t do right.
it’s keeping me up at night
it’s making me cry
it’s making me wonder why
I was so foolish then
sometimes I feel like
I wasted my beginning.
help me to know you’re here
to know you’re near
help me to realize
that today is today
and the past is the past
help me to give in
to your forgiveness and love
please give me a shove
to take the gift of salvation
you’ve offered me.
tell me what you’ve already told me
that with you it’s never too late
show me that I’m not the same me
come in, in to my heart
give me the lyrics
to the song of a new start.
tell me what you’ve already told me
even in my state
it isn’t too late.

~~~

Exodus 15:13

"In your unfailing love you will lead the people you have redeemed. In your strength you will guide them to your holy dwelling."