Learning A Lesson About Pain.

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Denying emotions, Learning Life's lessons., Letting go piece by piece of pain., Locking up tears, pain, Pinterest photo- Zara, poetry by Yu/stan/kema, sorrow

In my early childhood,

I learned to swallow

the terrible sounds

of my own sorrow.

 

Found on Pinterest on 2-10-16. Zara.

I thought If I denied

these painful feelings,

I could prevent the

brunt of Life’s stings.

 

But all I did was build

a pile of my emotions,

and believe the lies

of past distortions.

 

I could not bear to touch

my tears that fell like rain,

so I locked them up and

refused to feel the pain.

 

If only I had learned

to let go peace by piece,

I know that over time, 

this pain would cease.

-Yu/stan/kema-

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Jesus Christ Is Alive.

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Christ in us. Acts of kindness., Easter., Jesus Christ, Pinterest photo, poetry by Yu/stan/kema, Resurrection

Dedication:” For she who teaches me by her actions that Christ has risen.”                  -Yu/stan/ kema-

 

JESUS CHRIST IS ALIVE.

He is my loving Savior.                                              

Found on Pinterest on 9-18-16. Plfoto-co1.

He is my gentle king.

He sees me through life’s storms.

Christ is my everything.

 

Christ sends the April rain

So my gardens can survive.

He sends the rays of sunlight

To keep my plants alive.

 

He renews my tired spirit

When life becomes too much.

He gives me His gift

Of comforting with touch.

 

He whispers words of comfort

And guides me on my way.

He lets me know I’m not alone

Each and every day.

 

On this day of Easter, 

I’ll tell  others who will listen:

“I’m happy Jesus is alive

And that He has risen.”

-Yu/stan/kema-

The Truth About Love.

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acceptance, ff.com/worldk2., goodness, hope, love, Love is both great and sorrowful., Pinterest photo quote- My Own Little World., poetry by Yu/stan/kema

When you have too much love,

And you have too much hope,

You can end up battered,

And find you can’t cope.

 

Found on Pinterest on 4-6-17. My Own Little WorlDm. ff.com/worldk2.

When evil is winning

And good’s tossed aside,

Your soul trembles

From tears left inside.

 

When you search for answers

That you cannot find,

Try looking in side you.

They lay in your mind.

 

You’ve fought a great battle

Over the years.

You have to accept how

To live with your tears.

 

You have a kind spirit,

You believe in the good.

Even when hurting,

You say a good word.

 

When you feel disappointed,

Your heart breaks in two.

The pain ends up taking

A big piece of you.

 

But Love can feel great,

And giving brings pleasure.

Yet, Love can bring sorrow,

And pain beyond measure.

-Yu/stan/kema-

 

 

 

 

Finding Peace When You Are Small.

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children, comfort, Finding peace., God, hope, Pinterest photo- Stephen Hayward., poetry by Yu/stan/kema, stars, trust

Oh fly, fly little baby,

Fly, fly little one.

When the pain hurts too much,

Let go when day is done.

 

Rise up on wings of fairy dust                                              

Found on Pinterest on 12-17-16. Stephen Hayward. Stars.

And dance among the stars.

Say hello to Venus,

And wave good-bye to Mars.

 

Lay back against the crescent moon,

And God will rock you to sleep, 

As the angels sing you a lullaby

That would make a grown man weep.

 

The world can be a scary place

When you are small and alone.

Let God’s finger point the way

To a home you can call your own.

 

Don’t let go of the Hope inside.

Reach out with your tiny hand.

Trust in others to see you through 

To find peace in the Promised Land.

-Yu/stan/kema-

A Spiritual Dilemma.

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Meeting self needs, Meeting Spiritual needs, Meeting the needs of others., poetry by Yu/stan/kema, Spiritual dilemmas.

I saw an old woman who was

Walking down the street.

Her face had wrinkles,

And her smile was sweet.

 

Her legs were supported

By an old steel cane.

You could tell she hurt,

For her eyes reflected pain.

 

She held her head high,

Wanted people to see,

She didn’t need their pity

But respect, like you and me.

 

She gave them a nod

And said a soft ” hello.”

They quickly looked away,

And  stared at their toes.

 

Not a word did they speak,

As they walked away from her.

She held her tears within

And felt her eyes blur.

 

She had gone to a Clinic,

Where she held a child’s hand.

She gave her some comfort

And promised to stand

 

By her side and be there,

To help her with pain,

To see her through surgery,

And talk with her again.

 

When she left the Clinic,

She walked down the street a ways.

She saw a poor man sitting,

Slumped, in a daze.

 

She reached inside her purse

And took out a piece of pie,

That was wrapped in a sack

And saw a grown man cry.

 

When she went home that night,

She ate her meal alone.

No one reached out to her

On the telephone.

 

She wondered why she was alive,

Why no one seemed to care,

Or miss her when she was gone.

Why was life not fair?

 

Why did she feel so guilty

Wanting so much more?

Perhaps life is sacrifice.

What was she waiting for?

-Yu/stan/kema-

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We Have A Choice To Make.

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Choices we make., For our Country's sake, Good or evil., poetry by Yu/stan/kema, Saving lives., Selling one's soul for cash.

 

There is a storm growing

In the hearts of those who grieve,

The disrespect of all we hold

Most sacred and believe.

 

The wanton destruction of

Our parks and forest trails,

Shows no regard for people’s needs

Or Mother Nature’s wails.

 

The loss of dignified discourse

Replaced with angry words,

Leads to the need to win, divide

Others left unheard.

 

The rights of women and the poor

Are simply cast aside.

Cost containment is the goal.

Who cares “who lived or died.”

 

The cost of saving someone’s life, 

Means nothing to them,

Who have sold their souls for cash,

Yet claim they follow Him.

 

Someday we’ll have to make a choice

Which road our Country takes:

To be a force for evil/good.

We can’t make a mistake.

-Yu/stan/kema-

 

Learning To Deal With Evil.

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Dealing with evil., Evil can be found any where., Overcoming evil., poetry by Yu/stan/kema

The forces of evil can

Come up behind you 

And take you by surprise,

Despite the things you do.

 

 Evil can flow into

The smallest of places,

Side-step your defenses,

And win over good graces.

 

Evil can wear the face

Of any religion,

In order to get others

To sanctify it’s position.

 

Evil can harm the soul

When old grievances remain

To fester and grow

And cause emotional pain.

 

Evil can be overcome by

Replacing bad thoughts with good

And holding on to the hope

That God’s plan can be understood.

 

Any place where God is residing,

Evil cannot persist.

Good intentions and prayer

Can help us all to resist.

 

Stand firm in your faith

And do what is right.

God will see you through

Even the darkest night.

Yu/stan/kema

 

 

Autumn In Kansas.

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autumn, cold wind, death, Google+photo-monique-breva., Kansas., leaves, poetry by Yu/stan/kema, rain, trees

Autumn comes on tip-toe this year                       

 In the waning days of October.

The cold wind blows into Kansas,

And animals grow more fur.

 

Found on Google+ on 11-6-15. 1monique-breva.

The air smells crisp and clean,

And when the rain comes,

It falls gently on

The yellow chrysanthemums.

 

The rain holds wonderful scents

That reflect the treasures  of earth.

Yellow, orange, and red leaves dance

While children laugh with mirth.

 

Trees catch the last rays of the sun,

And leaves fall to the ground.

Death touches all living things

And leaves without a sound.

Yu/stan/kema

 

 

 

Losses Occur In Life.

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grief, Losses in life., Losses in nature, Pinterest photo and on facebook.com., poetry by Yu/stan/kema, Tammikuun Aurinko.

Found on Pinterest on 12-20-16 and facebook.com. Tammikuun Aurinko.

The River rises in the darkness,

And the wind snaps giant trees.

Cold moves down from the mountains,

And plants droop as they freeze.

 

The storm releases its fury,

And a huge tree falls down,

To lie helpless and alone

On the hard, frozen ground. 

 

Nature can hit without warning.

Destruction, can be the result.

Losses occur in life,

And often, it is nobody’s fault.

 

For storms are a part of nature,

And life gives and it takes.

Trees fall in the forest,

And loving hearts can break.

Yu/stan/kema.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Where Did The Good Times Go?

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Good times, good values, grief, life changes., Pinterest photo-The rain., Pinterest photo-Vicente Romero., poetry by Yu/stan/kema

I miss seeing people smile,                                  

Found on Pinterest on 5-30-17. Painting of Vicente Romero. Polly Weitering Art Paintings.

Taking the time to help each other,

Sitting down at the kitchen table,

And complimenting one another.

 

I miss seeing children read,                                    

Playing outside in the sunlight,

Laughing so hard they cry,

And walking together at night.

 

I miss children saying hello, 

Gathering flowers for the old,

Asking questions about God,

And sharing mittens when it’s cold.

Found on Pinterest on 5-8-16. The rain.

 

What happened to this world                               

 When we all fell asleep?

Technology took control,

And all we do is weep.

Yu/stan/kema