Showing posts with label Proper Poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Proper Poetry. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 2, 2013

I Cry For Good Pictures


Have you ever had the feeling
That something’s going wrong
Amidst the tears of laughter all around you
Your heart is softly strumming a sad song

Have you been blinded by temptation
Or  drowned in deep sorrow
Did you hear a voice within you calling out
There’s a fire in your heart that’s getting cold

Take a look
Jump out of your skin for a moment
There’s something deep inside
That don’t feel right

Reach out
call out to the Heavens
ask God to help you out
it only makes you stronger
when you cry

       It happens almost every day, sometimes more than once a day, sometimes more than once an hour. It's that moment of complete despair. Something happens, someone said something, something is going wrong.... again. Inside our minds we're screaming, but outwardly we've just given up. We sigh, and continue on our daily lives loading up piles of heavy burdens on our shoulders, responsibilities, guilt trips, stress, stress, stress. Meanwhile we're still participating in a society of constant expectations, so we continue doing the same robotic things we do every day, because if we don't.... well they might find out...... they might know..... they might see right through me.... they'll know I'm a mess.....  they'll know i'm not so strong..... they'll know I'm sad inside.... they'll know I have no idea who I am...... they'll know I feel so disconnected from myself..... and from Hashem..... so I continue doing what they expect me to be doing......

WHAT IS WRONG WITH THIS?????

    We weren't created to be robots. Imagine someone had a nice expensive camera that took really professional nice pictures. It cost about $3,000. Imagine he gives it to someone and they use it as a plate. Yeah, they put their scrambled eggs on it, and eat right off of it. They even wash it as a dish when they're done. Is that normal?? Now imagine, the person who used it as a plate then found out that this is actually a camera, and you take pictures with it, imagine their shock, imagine their joy, imagine the refreshing enthusiasm this person now has.. So he takes some pictures... and he is happy, but he gets used to it, and soon he is so tired of it that he even sometimes wants to use it as a plate again. He won't though because he'll feel stupid now that he knows it's a camera. But nonetheless it's a little bit getting robotic. NOW imagine... he learns how to click the button on the camera to take pictures, and he knows it's not a plate anymore, but then someone comes along and sees it, and shows him that it's a really really professional camera and he can do wonders with it and there's a million different settings on it, and there's so so so so so much he can do with it!!! Now imagine the man's joyous reaction to this great news! What he thought was a plate was really a camera, and what he thought was a camera and got a little bored of already, was actually the best camera! Something he can do so much with!!! He is full of joy!

     My point is, we're using our lives here on Earth, precious time, as a toilet basically. We flush it away to a place we will never see again, we trample it, we abuse it, we completely ignore it. Then we learn things about ourselves, about our purpose, about Hashem, about our relationship with Hashem, about our People, our brothers, sisters, we all learn new good things here and there... we find out more meaning to our lives, and we like the feeling but it's fleeting, it comes and goes, we get bored of it, we want to flush it away again, we try hard to stay at a level of normalcy where people and ourselves can assume we're doing good.

   But we're really not that mediocre!! We really all have so much in us, so much to show of ourselves, so much to discover, so much to explore! There are good things awaiting all of us, there are countless things we can do with our lives, there are many many different kinds of pictures to take. And yes, it's hard sometimes to pick ourselves up and out of the robot lifestyle because it's so easy, but if we would know how much we are capable of we'd be full of joy with a whole new opportunity in front of us. But how do we reach that point? How do we get out of the puddles of mud we're so stuck in? How do we face ourselves and not despair?
 
  R' Nachman says: "People mistake despair and sadness with heartbreak. Despair and sadness is in essence anger, a complaint against God for not giving us what we want. But heartbreak is a child crying because his parents are far away."\
      I think we need to cry more. Heart-broken cries. Cries that lead to tears of joy. Cries that help us find ourselves, find Hashemm, find life. But don't despair, don't get depressed, smile all the time. But once in a while make sure you realize how far we are from our Abba, and cry. Get to know how you feel when you actually think about how far we are. Work with what you find, and reach higher. Don't be scared of not being normal. Only dead fish swim with the current. We need to start realizing that most people have no idea what they're doing in life, and are just putting on shows, you can choose to be like that too, but I'd think of you as a toilet. Just one flush after the next, and again and again, and you have no clue where it all went. Get real, people, start living it up, in whatever way you can. Get close to Hashem! You'll see! We don't need proof, we don't need logic, we don't need opinions, we just need Hashem. Just jump in, use the camera, use it well.

 

Monday, December 31, 2012

Shot Out To Yiddishe Mamas:past,present&future



There’s a park of green grasses with roses and daisies
Majestic, unreal, so picture perfect
And at the center, surrounded by gardens
Flowing so freely, so beautiful
Is a fountain, a fountain of love

Spreading it’s wisdom, nurturing soils
Breathing life into each precious seed
It doesn't let up as it gives of itself
Watering them as they blossom from seeds to trees

There’s something about a Yiddishe Mama, that makes her  attract every soul
The sun shines all over, but the warmth we feel most, is from the rays of a Jewish woman’s heart
Through kindness and love, laughter and tears, she stands as the pillar of the home
Baruch Ata Hashem, how grateful  I am Hashem, sheasani kirtzono

She sits near the candles as Shabbos arrives
Watching the flames shining bright
Her head bowed in prayer, her heart sings along
The tears flow, she can’t help but cry
They trickle down pages of a yellowed Tehillim,
 Slowly disappearing out of sight
As each one flies up, soaring straight through the heavens
And the flames, they burn brightly through the night

There’s something about a Yiddisshe Mama, that makes her  attract every soul
The sun shines all over, but the warmth we feel most, is from the rays of a Jewish woman’s heart
Through kindness and love, laughter and tears, she stands as the pillar of the home
Baruch Ata Hashem, how grateful I am Hashem, sheasani kirtzono

Challah, candles, and family purity, Sara paved the way
For the Shechina to hover so near
And Rivka in her kindness fed all the camels, 
Rachel cried for her children, for she felt our pain
And the greatness of Leah, shines forth through her sons
Thousands of years, yet we still feel their presence

For they've sparked for us an eternal flame.

Sunday, December 23, 2012

Take Me Away





                     Take me away to a land of freedom 
take me away to a people of love
Hold me by the hand as we fly there together
 singing as we soar above
To the land, to the land, to the land of Israel
My heart won't stop chanting this song
To the land to the land to the land of Israel
I can't help but sing along
To the land of my Fathers 
And the land of my Mothers 
To the land of my Sisters
The land of my Brothers

Body and Soul standing together 
but one is not willing to stay
Says Body I need to be here for just a while,
 says Soul well I'm flying away

To the land, to the land, to the land of Israel 

My heart won't stop chanting this song
To the land, to the land, to the land of Israel 
I can't help but sing along

So torn, so confused can't keep up with myself, all I can do is pray
That one day very soon I'll pull everything together, and with G-ds help I'll be on my way
To the land, to the land, to the land of Israel

My heart won't stop chanting this song 
To the land, to the land, to the land of Israel 
I can't help but sing along

Hurt

     Let me start by saying Baruch Hashem I no longer feel this way. Even so, I felt the need to still go ahead and post this due to the fact that people need to empathize with others that are going through things like this, and the only way to truly empathize is to really try and step into their shoes. Not based on facts of their lives, but emotions they feel. We need to tune in to others, to be sensitive, even though we may think they're wrapped up in their pain, which may be true, we can try and start unwrapping the tight blanket of misery, and the first step is to understand. With that in mind, may we all never have to endure the pain of no one knowing you are hurting, and may we all reach out to those who are hurting and lend them some band-aids. Through this, we become family, through this we become a nation, one, united to serve Hashem.

I’m hurting
I’m hurting
and there’s nothing else to do but sing a song,
 a lonely song about how
I’m hurting

Can’t you see behind these blank brown eyes
The puddles of tears held back by a dam called pride
Don’t you know, don’t you know, the anger I let show
Is a cover up for my super sensitive soul

I’m hurting 
I’m hurting
I’m hurting, I’m bleedin from the inside
I’m hurting, and it feels better when I hide
But it still hurts
'Cuz I’m hiding my true feelings 
But  when I let them show some people don’t believe me

And it feels like I’m goin round in circles
Running from the same old hell for way too long
But all this time, I keep on trying, keep on standing strong
On the outside but inside me is still torn

Can’t you hear the soft cry of my soul
 Begging silently for a better tomorrow 
Don’t you know, don’t you know  what it feels like
To hurt so bad inside for the millionth time

I've been waiting for the clouds to part
The sun to shine its warmth down on me
And I never tire of gazing at the stars
But  all these thoughts and all this pain
It keeps on hurting again and again
And the clouds they keep together
And the sun hides from my face
And the stars they sadly wink at me from far

I’m hurting
I’m hurting
and there’s nothing else to do but sing a song, a lonely song about how
I’m hurting

Wednesday, December 19, 2012

Simchas Beis Hashuavah in the Forest

I can’t help but feel
I can’t help but know
I tried to turn away
But You did not let go

Cry
Cry
Cry from deep inside
Feel yourself go so high
And just cry

See the children dancing
See the people smiling
See the feet flying
See their spirits soaring

Cry
From deep inside
Asking myself why
Why, why, why, why, why

Don’t let a minute pass you by
Don’t let a minute waste by
Every minute I wasted
I can’t help but to

Cry
Asking myself why
How did I let You go
Why
All I can do is cry
Cry

It hurts so bad
I wish it never had to happen
I wish I saw before what I see now
If I could change the clock
I’d start all over
All I could do Is cry

See the women living
See the tzadikim davening
See the people
Just, just, just, just

Cry
I, got no other words
All I could .. cry
Cry deep inside
Don’t let a second pass you by
Hold onto your Father up High
Don’t let a minute pass you by
Without asking why

Cry for the lost
Cry for the near
Cry for the ones who fear to come too near
Cry for the helpless
Cry for the hopeless
Cry for the end of this pain
Cry for the past
Cry for the present
Cry

Keep on dancing
Keep on singing
And I’ll just cry
Yavo alainu mashiach ben david
No more tears will be cried
Cry
No more tears will be cried

I Just Wanna Go Home


When she was born, her parents used to say
What a sweet child, she’ll become great one day
But as the years went by, her innocence faded away
There was confusion, so much pain, that got in the way

They were angry, she was sad
She tried to find the good, they told her she was bad
It turned into a fight between a girl and the world
Yet, somewhere deep inside her, a voice could be heard
Saying

I, I just wanna go back home
I lost my way, I thought I knew where I was going
But I, I realize that I, I just wanna go back home

back to the beginning, back to where I’m running from,
I need direction, send me a sign, show me the way back home

When she was born, her Creator did say
What a sweet nation, they’ll become great one day
But as the years went by, our innocence faded away
There were differences, so much foolishness that got in the way

Generations, so many legacies
They fought their enemies, so we can be
But  then it turned into a fight between Jewish brothers
Yet, somewhere deep inside, amongst the hatred and the pride
A nation’s voice could be heard
Saying

I, I just wanna go back home
I lost my way, I thought I knew where I was going
But I, I realize that I, I just wanna go back home

I know it looks like I want to be here, but it’s just cuz I make it seem that way
Nobody wants to be so far from home, no one ever wants to be so alone,
We’re coming back coming home, tell the world we’re coming home
Trying to follow the stepping stones to guide us home

V’shavu Banim Ligvulam

Every Little Thing


Looking back, at years gone by
It’s hard to believe that girl was me
My world was black and dark
There was no hope in sight
I was ashamed and confused
I was angry at my plight

I never thought things would change
But today looking back
It’s like my eyes were always closed
To the beauty of this world

It’s a whole new world
Be a part
Open your heart
Hold on tight
Travel towards the light
And you’ll see every little thing’s
Gonna be alright

There comes a time
When you know
You are ready to let go
Close the twisted doors behind you
And move on

Opportunites are endless there is so much to explore
All this time I was blind to what was right in front of me
But as I open up my eyes I can see
So much more

There’s a whole new world waiting to be found
There’s a world full of joy of love to go around
There is pain to be shared, tears to be cried
But there is hope and it shines so bright

It’s a whole new world
Be a part
Open your heart
Hold on tight
Travel towards the light
And you’ll see every little thing’s gonna be alright

A Letter To G-D


Dear G-d,
Hey G-d, remember me?
We used to be close, just You and me
I’m not sure what exactly grew us apart
But I know, since I left You, I’ve had a broken heart
I wish I can come to You, look You in the eye
And promise I’ll stay with You, as long as I’m alive
But I don’t know where to look, so that I can get that close
And it’s frustrating cuz, I really miss You most.

I heard a lot about You, since I broke off our connection
I heard that You never left me, that You have no imperfections
I heard that You still love me, that no matter how far I go
You see me, and hear me, and guide me as I grow
I heard You never give up, cuz each person is Your child
Even if Your child slips and falls, or goes completely wild
You still love them, and take care of them, and wait for their return
You light a spark inside each soul, and wait for it to burn.

I really miss You, G-d, it’s true
I’m searching everywhere, looking for You
And I know You’re somewhere, right in front of me
Waiting for me to come back to You, and then You’ll let me see.
So, here I am vulnerable and real, running back into Your arms
I’m asking You to hold me tight, to save me from all harm
My soul is aching, I’ve been so lost, please let me back in
I wanna let go of the pain of the past, and with You, a new life begin

My tears are streaming, can’t stop crying,
I want to stop this feeling I have like I’m dying
Help me return to You, to Truth, the only Truth
And while I’m at it, this prayer is for all troubled youth
I love You so much and I missed You, so
Come, let me embrace You with my heart and soul

With love ,
Your daughter

I Strike A Match and Light My Soul


What is it about death
Makes a person come alive
One candle flickers another soars
One soul extinguished, another ignites
Just like that its gone
But suddenly its just begun
One second bears no future
One lifetime bears no past
No end beginning or a middle
Just endless floating timeless motions
Circling above horizons
Landing thuds crashing ground
Death leaves life to rot
And life begins to fight against it
One candle explodes in war
As dying flames smoke up to Heaven
I strike a match and light my soul