I once despised the moon and its light.
Whenever my sight reaches the sky in the night,
I can't help but to cry in silent and hug myself tight;
Whispering a song to ease the pain,
Asking myself, "why are you like this? so plain!"
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Sharp tongues of judgmental society, their voices are louder than my sobs in the balcony.
I'm wearing nothing, just my naked scarred
imperfect body. Why me?
What is wrong if I don't possess the face of a beauty!
Glaring at the moon, seems like it is smiling on my agony,
Showing me its bright light, persuading me
That everything has it's own beauty.
But how can it be? There's no such thing but-
I can vividly see that it is me, searching my identity!
Looking for that thing called "beauty"
It is still the me- whom He called a real beauty;
the lady that was lost in poetry,
Writing her UNKEPT SECRETS to everybody
How the Lord made ashes into beauty!
I've searched for a security that says
I also have those kind of beauty.
And I thought He's been so distant; so far from me
That I could hardly embrace the truth that says
"I am created in His own image"
I degraded my identity when he flee from me
But He still proclaim how worthy to be me
The design He made is a masterpiece to see,
Freed from any blemishes;
Washed by a precious blood of His Majesty;
And was clothed by His promises.
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You showed me the real meaning of beauty.
As You touched my face and said to me,
"You look like me"
I can feel the heat around my eyes for
You've just opened me up from all those lies-
"I am not ugly."
Imperfect creature,
yet a beautiful creation of You,
my Almighty Father.
I am a masterpiece of a creative God,
a beauty made up from the ashes and dust!
Now I can feel the serenity in my heart
The deep wounds and cuts that left me scarred,
was bandaged by His love!
What an amazing love that healed me up
from being broken inside and out,
I can hear the soft humming of
lullaby, sang by the angels
in the windows of Heaven,
Beating every noise of my doubts
and insecurities I have hidden.
This is a testimony,
I am a living witness.
And this is my UNKEPT SECRETS!
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PoetryThe lady behind every poetry written by this code name "eyngelwrites" is a lady who loves to write her feelings and let her emotions come out in the form of letters and rhymes. She is a poetess who is prisoned by pain, loneliness, insecurities and d...
