Thursday, May 21, 2009

You, Me and Poetry

You. Me and poetry
When the trees grows its leaves quickly,
Grows its fruit graciously so sweetly,
Hear the leaves on its branches whisper,
You were there,
You, me and poetry.

When the clouds glow against the shining sun,
As its' shadows give the land a comfort zone,
Behind the shadow the sun is dancing,
Angels are singing a beautiful melody,
To you, me and poetry.

When the rain comes down but doesn't stay,
It will come back through the tide someday,
For love isn't selfish and others need to be showered, too
But its presence lingers sweet serenity,
Over and Over...
Just like you, me and poetry.

© Rona Aying Llanos

Unfaithful

People who have lovers on the side will relate to this one, THAT:

The hardest part.
Of being together,
Is pretending to be apart.

© Rona Llanos
My preservation of thoughts
As I sit alone in silence,
I can hear my own thoughts.
I write it down sentence by sentence;
Trying to preserve what can be caught.

© Rona Aying-Llanos

love you can't show the world...

Is love for the world to see?

is love for the whole world to see,
somehow this one is only made for you and me,
although there is no escape and it's true as can be,
this love has no witness, it's just you and me.

with one smile I feel you next to me,
with one glance I know what you're thinking,
no one else knows and no one could ever understand,
how you and I both,
with one hello are already holding hands.

and maybe someday we'll get to show the world of how great a love can be,
by surviving our own destiny,
but for now it's just good enough to know,
that your heart is mine wherever i go...

© Rona Aying-Llanos

I Want to be There

I WANT TO BE THERE

By the waters,
On the sand,
Sunset goes on forever,
As I hold you hand,
Dewdrops on my face,
Sunshine through your hair,
Where you are I want to be there...

© Rona Aying-Llanos

Monday, May 18, 2009

How would you know?

How would you know if you have never tried?
How would you laugh if all you've done is cried?

How would you feel if emotions are buried?
And how can you survive if you are always being
carried?

How can you love, if you never had?
How can you give joy, if at every moment your mad?

How can you be wise if you never learn from mistakes?
How can you be trusted if your world is a fake?

How can you give direction, if in life you are lost?
Are you truly free, if all you worry about is the cost?

How can you be independent, if your actions say
another?
How can you say its your best, when clearly you didn't
bother?

How can you point the finger at another, if their lives
turns for the worst?
But not evaluate yourself, to all but the first.

MLlanos

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

For the lack of their Satisfaction

Loving someone without them loving you is like the sun without the moon,
Regardless how hard you try, your alone in a one sided room.
The air is cold like grasping ice in your palm as it burns through the skin,
For no matter the effort given, the sweat and tears will never let you win.
Your soul feels like choking due to the lack of wind as you bare witness to the truth,
The sounds of silence echoes as you stare at her walking to the darkness away from you.
But still you can’t set her free because the heart can’t be without those you’ve been evolved with through the years,
And what ever you keep doing is not enough to keep it from reality of fear.
Concluding your emptiness and solution to be condemned in isolation,
Is the horrifying evidence of what happens when you don’t make the sacrifice needed for their satisfaction.

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

I see the light

I see the light when I close my eyes,
I see the light calling me.
I see the light so bright so bright,
The beam shines down on me.
I see the light I run to you,
Your hands extending out,
You call my name, I elevate
Towards you following the route.
I see the light, I see the light,
You smile as white gates now open,
You whisper to me, there’s no more pain,
You’ll hear no more sounds of mourning.
I see the light as beautiful heaven,
I turn and look behind,
I see the light as memory given,
The best time in my mind.
I hear the laughter of children running,
Glee all on their face,
I see the light my father,
As I walk towards his place.
Come to me my sons and daughters,
For I am here for you,
Stand by my side my children,
Eternity I promise to.
And as the painted light disappears,
And darkness brings black and blue
I am here in the Lighted kingdom
Awaiting my time with you.