Tag: life’s lessons

You are not alone

by Chevvy, posted in Poetry

I whine and dine my aching parts

But none as painful as yours

I lament my young reminiscences

But you have raced ahead of me

I bemoan for a rose-colored love

But find yours broken in shards

I awake longing for more hours of sleep

But pain denies your rest all night long

I quibble and worry about life’s mistakes

But discover you’ve had more than your share

I chase eternal rainbows of happiness

But realize that you have never been there

So I thank my twinkling stars and rising sun

For filling my life with ordinary moments

These ordinary moments are your lighthouse

When you find yourself lost and tossed at sea

I cannot promise to fix your broken fragments

But let me share my light in your darkest night

And when you see stars falling before you

Know that someone far away has heard

It may not solve all your trials and tribulations

But it may bring comfort that you are not alone

Avert the storm

by Chevvy, posted in Poetry

cumulus clouds

Another storm is coming

The winds have howled all week

Warning of the blizzard

That must surely havoc wreak

 

It’s called a natural disaster

But I wonder if this is true

When I see the wretchedness

In your blazing eyes, tinged blue

 

And now the clouds have gathered

Warning alerts have sounded

It’s not just the inclement weather

But you that I’m concerned about too

 

I beg you, don’t lose control again

There’s just too damn much to lose

Think of your entire family

Resist the urge to call the thunder

 

Don’t let it be upon your head

That those who love you dearly

Should once again bear the agony

Please send the storm away.

Nostalgia’s Blues

by Chevvy, posted in Poetry

I remember this little old general farm store,

now with rampant bougainvillea and new red door.

It has been many years that have gone by

preceding its neatly laid paving and painted sky,

when it still carried old brands and signs.

for it’s pioneering character, my heart still pines.

I pause and ponder how life can be,

no longer seeing what I wanted to see.

Where a new year rings the changes,

a new owner comes in and rearranges.

While  a small wispy cloud passes over me,

a new door opens, and I now have a new key.

Still nostalgia’s blues constrict my throat

as memories flood from that same old boat,

with the sentimental feelings I hold dear

from many redefining winds through the year.

Well I remember, standing at the window,

many warm conversations held with you below.

Another cloud passes over and I feel at ease

Other new memories will soon replace these.

One day if we ever meet again and speak

I’ll still remember that very special week.

That spring we spent everyday together,

in blossoming, blushing bright weather.

As I turn to walk away, I wave a fond goodbye

with a single word of “thanks”, I look up at the sky.

It is……

by Chevvy, posted in Poetry

It is a place that I had never been

It is a beauty that I had never seen

It is a value that I had never measured

It is a love that I had never treasured

It was the lesson learnt from my teacher

It was to see the full depth of each feature

It was to go back and search from within

It was to start with loving my own skin

It will be with sadness that I must move on

It will be discerning between right and wrong

It will be time to check against my new reflection

It will be time to stop looking for perfection

It is a time for being strong in my transitions

It is  a year to make new binding decisions

It is an awakening from a dream to the real

It is a determining of exactly how I feel

Though the teaching methods were unusual

The student is filled with a sense of renewal

But sometimes the roles were reversed

When the teacher became the student first

The work of a teacher is never done

When one plus one equals one.