Papa, twirl me around
And pull me in close
Hold me too tight
Cause someday I'll go
Go off with the man of my dreams
Wrapped in his arms for the world to see
So, Daddy, treasure these days
That I'm your little girl
Cause someday
I won't be so little anymore
You'll still be my man
Still be number one
But someday I'll run into the arms of my knight
And you'll hold back tears with all of your might
So, Daddy, right now
Keep me on the ground
Twirl me around
Hold me too tight
Cause someday I'm gonna take off and take flight
Written 2/25/11
Saturday, February 26, 2011
Days: Dedicated to my Daddy
Little Chef, Big Chef
Games on the floor
You reading stories as I beg for more
Hugs and kisses
Spanks on the behind
All those days I treasure
All those days are mine!
Days of joy
Days of play
Days of "I don't like you! Go away!"
Days of hide-and-seek
Days of catch-me-if-you-can
Days of walking along and holding your hand
Days of being your princess
Days of you being my warden
Days I'll never forget
Because I'll hold them
Close to my heart
Never to escape
Oh, how those memories
Are such wonderful days!
Written 2/25/11
Games on the floor
You reading stories as I beg for more
Hugs and kisses
Spanks on the behind
All those days I treasure
All those days are mine!
Days of joy
Days of play
Days of "I don't like you! Go away!"
Days of hide-and-seek
Days of catch-me-if-you-can
Days of walking along and holding your hand
Days of being your princess
Days of you being my warden
Days I'll never forget
Because I'll hold them
Close to my heart
Never to escape
Oh, how those memories
Are such wonderful days!
Written 2/25/11
Three Nails and One Cross
Three nails, one cross,
Your life said to be lost
Love pouring down from Your brow
And all I can say is how?
How can you die for a sinner like me?
I don't even know who I'm supposed to be!
Yet You, the Son of God, lost Your life for mine to gain
You endured all that suffering, all that pain
Forgiveness You breathed on those who drove the nails in
Forgiveness You poured out on me and my sin
I used to look in the mirror at a lamb who was lost
And now I look in the mirror at a lamb who is washed
Washed in the cleansing flow of God's eternal love
from three nails, one cross,
And Your life that was said to be lost!
Written 2/25/11
Your life said to be lost
Love pouring down from Your brow
And all I can say is how?
How can you die for a sinner like me?
I don't even know who I'm supposed to be!
Yet You, the Son of God, lost Your life for mine to gain
You endured all that suffering, all that pain
Forgiveness You breathed on those who drove the nails in
Forgiveness You poured out on me and my sin
I used to look in the mirror at a lamb who was lost
And now I look in the mirror at a lamb who is washed
Washed in the cleansing flow of God's eternal love
from three nails, one cross,
And Your life that was said to be lost!
Written 2/25/11
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Drowning
My feet are sinking into the sand
the tide is rising quickly
I'm begging You to reach out Your Hand
and rescue me from the danger that is approaching
The tide races up
and licks my feet
it pulls me out into the depths
and now I'm drowning
drowning in sorrow
drowning in pain
drowning in failure
and then i feel it
a strong steady hand
reaches out and grasps mine
You pull me out
You hold me close
You tell me that I'm safe
no more drowning
cause You hold me close
no more drowning
cause I'm safe in Your arms
Written 2/23/11
Once again...no perfect rhyme...but it's got a lot of heart
the tide is rising quickly
I'm begging You to reach out Your Hand
and rescue me from the danger that is approaching
The tide races up
and licks my feet
it pulls me out into the depths
and now I'm drowning
drowning in sorrow
drowning in pain
drowning in failure
and then i feel it
a strong steady hand
reaches out and grasps mine
You pull me out
You hold me close
You tell me that I'm safe
no more drowning
cause You hold me close
no more drowning
cause I'm safe in Your arms
Written 2/23/11
Once again...no perfect rhyme...but it's got a lot of heart
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Paper Face
A paper face
She wears it everyday
To show the world that she's okay
She doesn't want to attend this masquerade
But no one understands why she must play
Play her game
Play pretend
and she's fooling herself
lying to her head
pretending that nothing is wrong
is only gonna make things harder
but it's easier than letting people in
and telling people why she feels this way
she doesn't want to share
share her deepest secrets
share her pain
share her hurt
and she's never sure if they really and truly care
So she keeps it all inside
She continues to hide
Behind her paper face
Which she has so masterfully painted
Her painted, paper face
Written 2/22/11
I know it doesn't rhyme perfectly...but it's got a lot of heart.
She wears it everyday
To show the world that she's okay
She doesn't want to attend this masquerade
But no one understands why she must play
Play her game
Play pretend
and she's fooling herself
lying to her head
pretending that nothing is wrong
is only gonna make things harder
but it's easier than letting people in
and telling people why she feels this way
she doesn't want to share
share her deepest secrets
share her pain
share her hurt
and she's never sure if they really and truly care
So she keeps it all inside
She continues to hide
Behind her paper face
Which she has so masterfully painted
Her painted, paper face
Written 2/22/11
I know it doesn't rhyme perfectly...but it's got a lot of heart.
Friday, February 18, 2011
Tears
Tears
by Olivia Grace Varga
Tears roll down and fall to the floor
"Stop!" you cry
and then you scream "No more!"
walls are closing in on all sides
but there is no where that you can hide
you search for relief
but none can be found
you keep looking back
and then you fall to the ground
they say you can't do it
they say it's not good enough
so you stay where you are and hope it will stop
you pray for an answer
you search for the truth
but you just can't find it
and there isn't any proof
you can't win no matter where you go
you're always hit down
there's never any hope
of getting back up and taking the road
that leads to happiness
and leads to joy
tears roll down and fall to the floor
"Stop!" you cry
then you scream "No more!"
by Olivia Grace Varga
Tears roll down and fall to the floor
"Stop!" you cry
and then you scream "No more!"
walls are closing in on all sides
but there is no where that you can hide
you search for relief
but none can be found
you keep looking back
and then you fall to the ground
they say you can't do it
they say it's not good enough
so you stay where you are and hope it will stop
you pray for an answer
you search for the truth
but you just can't find it
and there isn't any proof
you can't win no matter where you go
you're always hit down
there's never any hope
of getting back up and taking the road
that leads to happiness
and leads to joy
tears roll down and fall to the floor
"Stop!" you cry
then you scream "No more!"
This was my first poem...sadly i don't remember the date i wrote it....but it was sometimes in late 2009-early 2010
Victory: The Sequel to Voices
Victory
A Poem written to Jesus Christ
Written on 11/17/10
By Olivia Grace Varga
Victory! You cried when You sent him away
Gone forever, not just today
No longer will he whisper “Kill yourself” in my ear
No more will he torture me, so I will cheer
I will cheer Your victory against Satan’s loss
I will cheer You on cause You are my Boss
I will smile and live everyday for You
Knowing that You will see me through
I will sing Your name from the highest of hills
Knowing that once again you have given me chills
You rescued me when I thought You were gone
You pulled me out, no more in my pain will I drown
You stayed by my side when I thought You were gone
You whispered “I love you” in my ear all day long
You wiped my tears from my face when I cried
You told me “Don’t listen to him, he lied”
“You mean the world to me” You say in my ear
“I died for you and set you free, my dear”
“You were worth losing My life”
“Don’t you ever believe that you aren’t worth my time”
Victory! You cried when You sent him away
Gone forever, not just today
You have rescued, once again, my troubled soul
You have taken my pieces and made me whole
A Poem written to Jesus Christ
Written on 11/17/10
By Olivia Grace Varga
Victory! You cried when You sent him away
Gone forever, not just today
No longer will he whisper “Kill yourself” in my ear
No more will he torture me, so I will cheer
I will cheer Your victory against Satan’s loss
I will cheer You on cause You are my Boss
I will smile and live everyday for You
Knowing that You will see me through
I will sing Your name from the highest of hills
Knowing that once again you have given me chills
You rescued me when I thought You were gone
You pulled me out, no more in my pain will I drown
You stayed by my side when I thought You were gone
You whispered “I love you” in my ear all day long
You wiped my tears from my face when I cried
You told me “Don’t listen to him, he lied”
“You mean the world to me” You say in my ear
“I died for you and set you free, my dear”
“You were worth losing My life”
“Don’t you ever believe that you aren’t worth my time”
Victory! You cried when You sent him away
Gone forever, not just today
You have rescued, once again, my troubled soul
You have taken my pieces and made me whole
Voices
Voices
A Poem read to Jesus Christ
Written on 11/14/10
By Olivia Grace Varga
Voices pound inside my head
All they say is “You’re better off dead”
Crying I lay on the floor
I can’t hardly take it anymore
I lift my head and hear Your voice
I’ll follow You, it’s all my choice
The other voices start to scream
I start to think “Is this a dream?”
It’s not a dream, it’s all too real
I want to snuff out the feeling I feel
Laying here I know I can’t
So I lay on the floor and rant
“Jesus, save me
Reach out Your hand
Pick me up
And help me stand”
This is my cry, these past 3 days
I close my eyes and make my case
Before You I lie, a mess on the floor
You make it so I can take more
Voices pound inside my head
All they say is “You’re better off dead”
Crying I lay on the floor
Knowing that with Your help I can take more
A Poem read to Jesus Christ
Written on 11/14/10
By Olivia Grace Varga
Voices pound inside my head
All they say is “You’re better off dead”
Crying I lay on the floor
I can’t hardly take it anymore
I lift my head and hear Your voice
I’ll follow You, it’s all my choice
The other voices start to scream
I start to think “Is this a dream?”
It’s not a dream, it’s all too real
I want to snuff out the feeling I feel
Laying here I know I can’t
So I lay on the floor and rant
“Jesus, save me
Reach out Your hand
Pick me up
And help me stand”
This is my cry, these past 3 days
I close my eyes and make my case
Before You I lie, a mess on the floor
You make it so I can take more
Voices pound inside my head
All they say is “You’re better off dead”
Crying I lay on the floor
Knowing that with Your help I can take more
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Fighting
I wrote this poem when i was going through a particularly hard time where i was about to give up fighting.....but i asked God to help me through it and this poem is the result of that request.
Fighting for life
Fighting for love
Fighting for everything
All of the above
Knees on the floor
Hands lifted high
Tears rolling down
As I wonder why?
Fighting for freedom
Fighting for air
Starting to wonder
Should I even care?
But I'll keep on fighting
With You by my side
Knowing with Your help
I'll come out alright
written 1/4/11
Fighting for life
Fighting for love
Fighting for everything
All of the above
Knees on the floor
Hands lifted high
Tears rolling down
As I wonder why?
Fighting for freedom
Fighting for air
Starting to wonder
Should I even care?
But I'll keep on fighting
With You by my side
Knowing with Your help
I'll come out alright
written 1/4/11
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