Young Love

There was a time I could recall, a time I recall that I was in love.

In love like seeing sparks flying in the moonlit night,

that I could vanish many moons away into the still of the night.

Then there were those days when I would be playful

playing hide-and-seek after class because I wanted you to chase me

to chase me in between classes.

Although I knew, the sole purpose was to hide from you,

and to duck away from your big hugs that engulfed my body, every time I saw you.

Then there were those times on the phone,

on the phone I would be talking about my day.

Then suddenly bursting into some song whatever comes my way.

Singing songs to you straight from the heart,

hoping to brighten your day with the sound of my voice.

Then ending it, with who hangs up first with a million times of I LOVE YOU.

Until one of us hung up bidding the world adieu.

The Name

What's in a name?

A name that rings, softly in my ears.

Like bells chiming when the wind blows.

A name that only reminds me of you.

The individual that makes my heart smile inside

At one simgle glimpse of you.

Seeing you,

my heart skips a beat when you are around.

Making me feel so conscious,

Of everything I do second by second.

Your precious smile, that you wear daily.

With those jeans and tee, you rock so simply.  

Reflecting your simplicity and individuality.

Your genuine personality,

God-fearing with authenticity for Him.

Filled with passion, setting hearts on fire

with your love for Him.

© SHEJOY19

The Candle

Life is short.

One never knows when the time is burnt.

The flames that were once aglow,

now ends, wax melting low.

The fire lit for the duration of life,

ablaze creating memories daily with love,

withers away when flames are blown.

Like a wind, 

blowing the flames instantly without being warned.

Another flame of the candles vanishes into thin air.

At times, creating a sudden shock within familiar faces.

Creating a somber mood,

filled with indescribable thoughts of such untimely occurrence.

That death is never predictable,

rather it can be untimely or within it's own reasonable time frame.

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 © SHEJOY19

Idealism

Many say friends come and go.

I think, we all grow apart and let go.

Every individual wants to feel loved.

I think, everyone is loved by God.

Others feel alone, searching for the one.

I think, God is still molding the one in heaven.

Some fall apart, when humps of life spring up along the way.

I think, others find the strength to jump it along the way.

Most rise up from falling on their knees.

I think most rise up because of faith from the heavens,

Glorifying His name during the toughest obstacle encounters in life.

 © SHEJOY19

Invisible

There are most days that I long to be

Invisible to the unaided eye,

The world wherein I succumb to the still silence

Pondering so many unanswered questions within my heart

Feeling misunderstood at the thoughts

I take out of my mouth to be heard,

But only mistaken for drama.

I sought to get back up again.

To make it be known

that those words were authentic

From deep within my heart.

Words, that I've held on for so long,

that it has aged like an antique furniture.

Afraid to gather dust,

I speak the words with my mouth

Wanting it to be heard.

To resound from the depths of my soul.

To reach those who have been etched in my mind.

To hear such truth put forth

during the times I lay awake in bed.

Feeling invisible to the world,

with the things I've held on to in my silence for years

that only seem to break me apart

inch by inch

little by little

internally in my invisible ways.

 

© SHEJOY19

Through My Brown Eyes

If you could see through my brown eyes,
You'd be surprise to know the things
experienced in the last two months.
The tears I have shed,
leaving my eyes red and swollen,
like allergy attacks unmedicated.

You would see the pain,
The pain that pierced through my heart
Leaving it wounded and unaided
Not even a naked eye could see.

Why?
For the pain is hidden,
Buried deep onto the ground
Like golden treasure.
The pain I hide with a smile,
I dare not open for the world to know.

For all I know,
everything I have seen these last two months,
is not just a series of turmoils,
rather life changing in many ways
strengthening my weary soul
during the darkest times of my life.

© SHEJOY19

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The Lake

The sun is raised

ablaze upon the heavenly skies
shining its rays
reflecting on water
where a sense of peace is found within the heart.
Peace within chaos surrounding my weary soul.
where hope is waiting to spring up,
like flowers blooming in spring time.
The scenic view of the lake
A heart that longs to find peace,

Wounded from fighting many battles on its own.

And longing to stand up from the ground

with its glistening water

providing a serene feeling in the heart,

enabling peace to surround it,

by gazing out the vast area of the never ending lake.

©SheJoy19