The Face

Posted in Poems on October 17th, 2015 by LianaIlia

The face,
that smiles back at me,
in the mirror,
has frowned too many times,

An older face,
has many wrinkles,
some say it’s because of worry,
but maybe it’s love?

But a younger one,
laughs and smiles,
because it knows no pain yet,
and is happy,

This face though,
has been through a lot,
many tolls of sadness,
the deep blue eyes have seen,

When a smile,
creeps ever so slightly,
about the face,
it brings pure joy.

Believe

Posted in Poems on October 17th, 2015 by LianaIlia

This life,
is full of ups and downs,
if it is more downs,
think of the ups,

When things are looking bad,
remember that it’s just one day,
there is another day,
after this one,

Believe me when I say,
it will get better,
even if you may not see it now,
have faith,

This life,
can be a rocky road,
but it can also be,
a smooth path,

A winding road,
is what your destiny lies on,
you must push forward,
so that you can enjoy life,

Just believe,
that it will get better.

Be Brave

Posted in Poems on October 17th, 2015 by LianaIlia

The world at times,
can be harsh and cruel,
but life will continue,
to flow,

Pain seems endless,
and there is hate and suffering,
but it will all end,
and light will come,

Be brave,
to live is to be brave,
every day is another challenge,
but we must fight on,

Do not give up,
that would be cowardice,
it would be rash and hasty,
because there are good things,

So have faith,
things will work out,
if one is strong,
and continues to be brave.

Reason for Living

Posted in Poems on June 30th, 2015 by LianaIlia

This world we live in,
why is it so harsh?
to the nicest of us?
we endure so much,

Strength,
it takes a lot of this,
to survive to fight,
this cold reality,

When will it be okay?
probably never,
when will it stop hurting,
to even breathe?

These are questions,
we must carry silently,
we must let emotions come,
even if it is fear, anger,

This world has wonderful things,
we have to remember that,
we were put here for a reason,
so we must go on until we find it.

Old House

Posted in Poems on June 30th, 2015 by LianaIlia

It’s almost 3 a.m.,
I am wide awake,
listening to the sounds,
of this old house,

creak and crick,
crack and break,
the walls are tearing,
wallpaper pealing,

this house is old,
it bore many memories,
can it hold more?
of course,

when it finally comes time,
for the house to sleep,
we will gather ‘round,
and listen.

Music of Angels

Posted in Poems on June 30th, 2015 by LianaIlia

When one hears music,
an absolute beautiful tune,
it stays with you,
to the end of time,

It is as if an angel,
starts to sing,
or a violin,
plays so extravagantly,

The music begins,
the curtains rise,
lights flood the room,
on the darkness,

Music is light,
light which plays,
dances on air,
waltzes to the quartet,

Singing of perfection,
getting that right pitch,
is pure beauty,
that’s the music of angels.

Drip, Drop

Posted in Poems on June 30th, 2015 by LianaIlia

This pain, this blood,
drip, drop,
it keeps us alive,
and is so fascinating,

The color is beautiful,
drip, drop,
a crimson red,
drip, drop,
like a rose,

It runs down,
drip, drop,
our skin and falls,
drip, drop,

It bleeds,
drip, drop,
until there is nothing,
until we run dry,

The red beauty,
drip, drop,
that is our very being,
drip, drop, drip drop.

Being Human and Alive

Posted in Poems on June 30th, 2015 by LianaIlia

We are just human,
just flesh and bone,
but we have a soul,
that is important,

We love,
get hurt, bleed,
but blood means,
we are alive,

When winter breaks,
everything seems dead,
like the life was sucked out,
until that one bud flowers,

Life is precious,
we have to cherish it,
make sure to love it,
and live to the fullest!

Stained Glass Angel

Posted in Poems on January 9th, 2015 by LianaIlia

When she walks into the light,
her dress glows,
vibrant blues,
as if a window to the sky,

Her wings shimmer,
as the rays shine down,
upon the stained glass,
with brilliant colors,

Rays beam down.
as the angel flies,
through the clouds,
floating effortlessly,

As her dress flutters,
a rainbow appears,
for she is the only,
stained glass angel.

Human Strength

Posted in Poems on January 9th, 2015 by LianaIlia

We are all human,
until we turn dark,
and the dark won’t let go,
because it is too strong,

The darkness’ grip,
will use a strangle hold,
and won’t let go,
until we diminish,

It’s like a power unknown,
yet familiar,
built a wall,
around our aura,

Our will sometimes,
is very strong,
but not strong enough,
to destroy evil,

What do we, humans, strive for?
is it pain and suffering?
or the power to win,
against unwavering odds?