Tag: Poem

Still There

I’m like the wind
I whirl around you
You can feel me strongly
as I hug you and move you
You can fly with me
to unprecedented heights

And at times,
it may seem like I’m gone
But if you keep still, just like me
and you close your eyes
you’ll feel my soft sigh,
you’ll feel my loving breath
on your cheek, on your lips
And you’ll know

I’m still there

©RoseGirl2020

Independent

Shhh…
Keep still and let my words
quietly touch you

You don’t need to respond in words
But a sigh, a smile is more than enough
My words don’t need no
cheerleaders,
no word for a word
As they speak for themselves
they stand independently
on the paper

For they know they will be heard,
they will be seen, they will be felt
by the one that they are meant
to touch

©RoseGirl2020

To My Sons

Good night, my sweet boys
Dream of Lego castles
Discover new playgrounds
I will lovingly watch over you
when you sleep

Know that I fight like a lioness for you,
standing up, standing tall
and remove anything toxic around us
so you don’t need to carry
my familial and ancestral burden
and we all will be free

I promise, I will take care of myself
So I can best take care of you

And if you need any comfort
if you need a smile or just the truth
always feel in your hearts
how much your mommy loves you

©RoseGirl2020

Keep My Smile Safe

Will you keep my smile safe for me
for I’m afraid to lose it
My laughter, my light dancing steps
Store it carefully in your heart

When life’s challenges keep
crashing onto me
like tidal waves that brutally
seem to take it all away

Please keep my smile safe for me
So I can always find it back with you

©RoseGirl2020

Setting The Tone

Take my hand and
we leave the old year
the old year
There may be tears but
there is love

I turn on some music
Dusty Springfield’s
‘I only want to be with you’
fills the air and
here we are, a new start,
a new year

I dance you around
in my heart, in my words,
in my arms
’cause there is love
Oh gosh, so much love
there is

So dance with me
with your heart,
with your soul
with your lips,
with your hips
to set the tone
to set the love
for new year

©RoseGirl2020

The Poetry Of Yoga – A Love Practice

With both feet on the ground
I stand strong in my foundation
Strong in love
Like a mountain, I stand in faith

And I breathe in
My arms reach for the sky
I look up and between my hands
I hold a ball of light
I hold you, my beautiful sun
that lights me up
Big stretch and
an opening of the heart
I let you sink in even deeper

I breathe out
and bend forward
Hands to the ground
Right foot, right leg backwards
I rise up like a warrior
a warrior of love

And I balance myself
to the other side
I balance myself within
to balance with you without

I breathe
lots of love in
lots of love out
With every breath
I move my body
and flow with you

Feet step back
next to each other
I rise
Anjali mudra at the heart
Both hands before my chest
honour you inside of me
And I salute you, my love
Namaste

©RoseGirl2019

Matching Hands

I tend to rush towards the end
of the story
Eagerly and impatiently I devour
the pages
My right hand burns with desire
as it holds the pen that dances
towards the fiery climax

While your left hand goes beautifully
through the chapters and writes them
one by one and step by step

Our matching hands that balance
For we need your hand to build
a foundation,
solid and peaceful
And my hand to burn
the fire onto the pages
as we write together our perfect love

©RoseGirl2019

The Hand Of The Sun

The moon hid herself
and left me alone
in the dark, cold winter night
And I wandered in circles
in a maze of impenetrable thoughts
where I searched for you

I screamed my yearning
to the moonless sky
that kept silent
But just when I thought
I was lost forever
The sky lit up
as the sun stretched his hand
to take mine and
lead me back to myself

©RoseGirl2019

The Devil And The Angel

Missing you is like a little devil
on my shoulder that tells me:
‘Look, your eyes can’t see him.
He isn’t there, he isn’t there!
Your pen can’t reach him
Your words die a silent death’

While the angel on my other shoulder
softly whispers:
‘Look with the eyes of your heart
He is there, always
You cannot miss
what fills you up inside
True love cannot be separated
Not by a devil,
not by physical eyes
You don’t need your pen to reach him
As love connects purer and truer
than words’

©RoseGirl2019

In My Creation

Get lost in my words
Wander in my metaphors
Lose yourself in my creation
Dream my dreamed images
Yearn for my sketched desires
Fly from syllable to syllable
And free-fall into the spaces
in between

I will catch you
with wide open arms
at the end of my poem

©RoseGirl2019

Balm

You’re balm to my heart,
balm on my skin I am rubbed with
You absorb or do I absorb you
as I feel you all over me

You make me so soft and so smooth
You regenerate, rejuvenate
and hydrate me
You make me look shiny

You calm, you nourish and soothe
You heal and protect
You suit like a second skin

©RoseGirl2019

On The Move

See me in a floating cloud,
in a shooting star
See me in a swooping bird
in a whirling leaf,
a dancing petal

See me in all that moves around you
and inside you
See me in your passing thoughts,
in your flying dreams
In love that comes to you
In a poem that skips and sings within

for I’m always on the move
to you

©RoseGirl2019

It’s In The Cards

I am your Queen of Hearts
Your card of love and beauty
Passionate red attracts
Adorable as I adore you,
my King of Hearts

And although the deck and
the hands that play may change
We may be shuffled and turned
upside down, invisible for the eye
We know who we are
and where to find each other
In our Kingdom of Hearts
we always play a winning game

©RoseGirl2019

I’m Not Gonna Miss You

I wake up early in the morning
when it is still quiet and dark
I blow a kiss across the ocean
and wish you a merry Christmas
I close my eyes and find you
in my heart

I Iight a few candles
on the breakfast table
While I listen to ‘Ave Maria’
I bake bread in the oven
The smell of it fills the house

And I hear exciting children voices
My two sons have woken up
And I thank God that
their Christmas childhood memories
will be much better than mine

We have the days for ourselves
We are free to do whatever we like
Maybe, we will visit a palace,
have an ice cream
or do some ice skating in a park

And although I could miss you
(and I do, oh God, I do)
I’m not gonna miss you
I’m just gonna feel you here
with me

©RoseGirl2019

Losing Game

I can never compete with tomorrow
I always lose
No matter how much I love you today
No matter how much my heart
overflows with love now
and how it expands with every beat,
just because you are inside,
it will always be less than tomorrow
for each day I love you more

©RoseGirl2019

Mosaic

It’s so easy to lose ourselves
in the little pieces of you and me
in a piece of sadness, a piece of fear

But as we put all those pieces together
Light pieces, dark pieces
Pieces of you and me in all
the colours of the rainbow,
We see the bigger picture
We see a beautiful mosaic

©RoseGirl2019

I Hear You

I listen to your silence
and I hear the unsaid
I hear all your
unspoken words
and I Iisten even deeper
I hear your soul song sing
and how it harmonizes
with mine

I listen to your silence
and let it speak, let it
sing to me
And I hear the orchestra
of your heart,
your uncensored voice
of wisdom

So don’t be afraid, my love
if your throat cannot voice
For even a silence
cannot silence you
You’ll always
still be heard by me

©RoseGirl2019

Meaningful

The poetess holds her head
in her hands and sighs
The angel of inspiration
looks at her and asks:
What’s the matter, my dear?

The poetess answers:
What if I am not important
What if my words are not important?

The angel smiles:
You are just you
Words are just words
It’s the ego
that tends to value
and to categorize

Words are everything
and they are nothing
at the same time
They are all as well
important as unimportant
For it is the hand
of the writer
that makes the poem
meaningful

Only you can give
meaning to yourself

©RoseGirl2019

Let Love In

And sometimes it’s good
to put down the pen
to take a pause
and be like the white
of the paper
and hold space
to receive the words

And instead of only
sending love out,
letting love in,
letting you in

To open the blinds
before my heart
and let the rays of your sun
shine its love letters
on my inside

©RoseGirl2019

Closer Than We Think

Do you long for home
like me
For our bodies to connect
Our arms to entwine
Our eyes to lock

Sometimes it feels so close
that you can already taste it,
smell it, sense it
As if you only need to reach out
your hand to open the door

And at times the mind may
fool the physical eyes
and it may look like home is
miles away, a world apart
And the journey seems so long
and exhausting
You seem lost and you wonder
how long it yet will take

And sometimes, it feels like
you have arrived
and you are home
You feel me, I feel you
As if we’re already there
And you taste me, I taste you
You smell me, I smell you
In the arms of the heart
we have enclosed each other

Home is here, my love
It is waiting for us
Do not let your mind,
your eyes fool you
But feel it, taste it, smell it
and our feet, our hands,
our arms, our eyes will follow

©RoseGirl2019

Free Birds

Our love is like a free bird
that flies high and gracefully
in the sky
We couldn’t catch it
We couldn’t cage it in our hearts

But instead, we had to break
free from the chains,
from what held us down
We had to grow our own wings,
rise above ourselves and
surrender to the wind

Just like our love,
we had to become
free birds as well

©RoseGirl2019

Choose Yourself First

I chose many things
many people and situations

When I was a small kid
I chose to be a good girl
I chose to be loyal to my father
even when he physically
and emotionally abused me

I chose to be loyal to my mother
even when she didn’t choose me
I chose to take care of her
even when that meant
that I couldn’t be a child myself

I chose to be loyal to my teachers
and to be the best student
so I wouldn’t disappoint

I chose to be loyal to my husband
even when I didn’t truly love him
and he beat the hell out of me

I chose to be a good friend
to always reach out an helping hand
even when I had nothing left to offer

I chose many things,
many people and situations
But somehow in the process
I forgot to choose myself
so I couldn’t be chosen by others

©RoseGirl2019