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Not all of our dreams are sweet
Sometimes we wake up screaming
Or we wake up weeping
They show us our fears
They show us our weakness
But they also show us embarrassment
Yet our dreams teaches us to face them
We try to fight off our fears
We may not win the war
But we can win the battle that we all face alone
 Jun 2013 Pauvel Jétha
Elle
I lived my life with a lie
Saying im ok when I'm not fine
I was never raised with love
I was left, without a single goodbye.


How can you think of your own pain?
And never thought that we'd be suffering
I loved but my love was all in vain
Because after all, you left my heart dying.


You were supposed to be there
Through my trials that were neverending
Now tell me, who could actually bear
Seeking for guidance, knowing there is nothing?


But He came into my life and made me see
There is more to life than pain and misery
He died in the cross for our sins
Now, I am forgiving you for the glory of the King.


You could've been a better father to us
But instead, you left inflicting me your sin
But I am not letting myself lose trust
You may have left, but He came, Blessed be His name!


I will grow up living in His glory
I will grow up creating another story
This time, it will be of a perfect family
Who will never be left out but loved for eternity.
 Jun 2013 Pauvel Jétha
Elle
He, who opened my eyes and made me see
He, who died in the cross for you in me
I, who back then was not aware
And have always thought life's unfair.


Engulfed with the past that left me empty,
Overshadowed by all the pain and misery,
Yet Father, You renewed my dying faith,
When You said, "Child, it is not too late."
 Jun 2013 Pauvel Jétha
Elle
As a song brings tears to our eyes
As a wren sings its sad lullabies
As the moon fades in the lonesome night
My soul waits for You, my Knight.

Fighting my way in this battle within
Yet together, there's no doubt that we will win
But where are You now? Without You, I'll falter
My soul waits for You may it be forever.

Two heads are better than one, they say
And who am I to not obey?
I'll be patient and do everything I must
To wait for You and give all my trust.
 Jun 2013 Pauvel Jétha
Elle
When my smile fades away
and when the sky runs out of stars,
When the moon decides to give way
to the sun, remember me from afar.

When the clock stops ticking
and the ravens are at halt,
When my heart stops beating,
Remember to not let the ravens devour my heart.

Remember me for who I was
and for what we once had,
Remember me not only when we were happy
but when we were also sad.

The memories, bitter and sweet,
are deep within me still
But just in case, you choose to forget
I will be the one to remember for you were given the will.
 Jun 2013 Pauvel Jétha
Elle
Once I saw a beautiful bird
She was one of a kind
And when she flutters, the sun pays attention
As the clouds pay respect.

Her feathers depict unrelenting grace
And one would get lost in her eyes
Other birds pursued her for days
Some would even go for miles.

You'd somehow think she has it all
All except for one
The heart of whom she truly loves
The heart of a human.

Not only forbidden but impossible
This tale tells it all
How can a man hear her heart?
How can he possibly fall?

She looks at him from afar
He doesn't even know
A single tear fell from her eyes
As she wished upon a star.

"I don't even believe that such myths exist,
But perhaps, you'll grant me my wish
Only one and one will do
Make me human so he'll love me, too."

Oh, the poor bird who hoped for much
Who could only do as hope for such
For a dream, a wish that will never come true
Now her wing got hurt as she flew.

Oh, the beautiful bird with a broken wing
She can still fly but never sing
A sweet lullaby of a wish coming true
A lullaby of the only man she loved and will forever do.
 Jun 2013 Pauvel Jétha
AJ
My Name
 Jun 2013 Pauvel Jétha
AJ
My first name is Amanda,
Like the song by the band Boston.
"I'm gonna say it like a man and make you understand, Amanda, I love you".
My middle name is Rose,
Like my mother's middle name,
Like my favorite flower.
My third name is Charolet,
Like the book about the pig and the spider.
The spider died, and I missed her.
My last name will be Goodness,
Like the man who kisses the tip of my nose.
Like the man who can't cook a burger by himself.
 Jun 2013 Pauvel Jétha
Hilda
We are not sure of sorrow,
And joy was never sure;
Today will die tomorrow;
Time stoops to no man's lure;
And love, grown faint and fretful,
With lips but half regretful
Weeps that no love endures.

From too much love of living,
From hope and fear set free,
We thank with brief thanksgiving
Whatever God may see,
That no man lives forever;
That dead men rise up never;
That even the weariest river
Winds somewhere safe to sea.

Here, where the world is quiet;
Here, where all trouble seems
Dead winds and spent waves' riot
In doubtful dreams of dreams;
I watch the green field growing
For reaping folk and sowing,
For harvest time and mowing,
A sleepy world of streams.

I am tired of tears and laughter,
And men that laugh and weep
Of what may come hereafter
For men that sow to reap:
I am weary of days and hours,
Blown buds of barren flowers
Desires and dreams, and powers
And everything but sleep.




A.C. Swinburne
(with slight alterations)
 Jun 2013 Pauvel Jétha
Hilda
My childhood's home I see again,
And sadden with the view;
And still, as memory crowds my brain,
There's pleasure in it, too.

O memory! Thou midway world
'Twixt earth and paradise,
Where things decayed , and loved ones lost,
In dreamy shadows rise.

And freed from all that's earthly vile,
Seems hallowed, pure, and bright,
Like scenes in some enchanted isle,
All bathed in liquid light.
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I watched a silent movie on television last night and wondered if that would work with poetry ...
I don't know about you but I think I'm on to something here...
I'm already working on the sequel...
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