Leofina Jane

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Ask me
not- to embrace
the alluring pulse of
the present-

I long not- to be
dwelling in a sphere of
charmed perfection, veiled
with sweet venom that plagues
the heart of the lifeless.

Do not, offer me
a world that merely exists
within the realms of indifference-
void with the lasting scent of
paradise- I desire.

You’ve known
that I seek for a
paradise that exists
within innocent dreams-

where hopeful sparks
remain pulsating amidst
brokenness- even with the
oppressive gaze of
the present.

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“It is not the magnitude of our actions but the amount of love that is put into them that matters.”
Mother Teresa

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  1. Ah, nice poem, Jane! Good work! ~Dib

    • Hello Dib, :-)

      So nice to see you again, :-) how’s school? Mine is about to start soon as well, :-) .

      Thanks a lot for the nice words, always a pleasure to have you here. Cheers!

      Leofina Jane

      “Let my heart be broken by the things that breaks the heart of God” – Bob Pierce

  2. One word – beautiful! I can feel this poem and I agree to its thought-provoking message! Very well-written! Keep at it!!!

    • Hello Ajey,

      Am glad to see you around here, :-) .

      This poem has been a result of some reflective moments I had after writing an email to a dear friend. We’ve been sort of talking about “paradise” – and “where paradise is”- I realized a lot of things after that- how human strives to have what is considered as “the best way to live”. Unfortunately, a state of indifference appears to dominate the world nowadays, and it seems to be slowly building up in the wake of the humanity’s effort to find that “paradise”- ironically, we seem to be going farther, away from the very thing that we seek for- just another thought, lol~

      This poem- well, it represents a a mix of issues- that of the world, human condition, and my own personal life- :-) am glad you liked it, :-) , By the way, your art is magnificent! Keep it up as well, :-) Cheers!

      Leofina Jane

      “Let my heart be broken by the things that breaks the heart of God” – Bob Pierce

  3. strong like soft sea’s ripples

    • Hello UF, thanks for dropping by, :-)
      – a nice poetic statement, the way you stated your comment, :-) . Very much appreciated, it is.

      “the inner strength of things
      veiled irony- untarnished reality.” – :-)

      Thanks for sharing! :-)

      Leofina Jane

      “Let my heart be broken by the things
      that breaks the heart of God” – Bob Pierce

  4. This is one of the best poetry blogs I’ve ever seen in the web.
    Great job Leofina Jane. You’re my number one favorite poet now.
    Your poems rock.

    This part’s the best in this poem:

    “You’ve known that
    I seek for paradise-
    That exists within
    innocent dreams- where
    hopeful sparks remain pulsating
    amidst brokenness-”

    Write on!

  5. simply, absolutedly beautiful..thanks for this breeze of relaxation.

    • Hi Trisha,

      So gracious, as always my dear, :-) . Thanks for this lovely comment- my pleasure, :-)

      All the best,

      Leofina Jane

      “Let my heart be broken by the things that breaks the heart of God” – Bob Pierce

  6. Hello Strut, and welcome- appreciate your visit, :-)

    Gosh, that’s huge :-) I’m humbled by your comment- I’ll try my best at all times- I guess that would be a doable promise, lol~ although at present, I think I still fall short to that category, :-) .

    Many thanks anyway, it means a lot.

    “Let my heart be broken by the things that breaks the heart of God” – Bob Pierce

  7. Absolutely well written Leofina Jane. I can’t say it any stronger than that. It’s refreshing to read true artistic talent that is unique/original.
    ~JD

    • It’s an honor to share this with you all, JD.Your comments- and that of other folks who stumbled upon my blog has been a blessing- an encouragement that fueled my poetic pen to keep on dripping, :-) . I just realized that my passion has grown with wider concept as well-as much as I write verses to express my self, I am also undeniably scribbling poetry for the simple joy of sharing it to you all- it’s a privilege, and am more than thankful for the opportunity. :-)

      Cheers,
      Leofina Jane

      “Let my heart be broken by the things that breaks the heart of God” – Bob Pierce

  8. I like your style of poetry. And the sense with which you seem to express your self. :)

    • Hello Aditya,
      That’s really nice to know, :-) . your poems are great as well!

      All the best,

      Leofina Jane
      “Let my heart be broken by the things that breaks the heart of God” – Bob Pierce

  9. i wonder

    what does that dried left imply
    embracing branch until it dries
    why it didn’t join others, gone
    trampled, blown, burned on ground

    was it beginning of time
    cloak with leaves, leaving
    paradise, yes, that’s where
    we came from, now we are
    still searching that place
    guided by that piercing
    light, walk with faith

    go, live with heart’s desires
    may blessings lit your fires
    that will keep you always warm
    for eyes of innocents, you’re charm
    for this pen, this is the place
    far greater than hugs and kisses

    • Hi Manong Eugene! :-)

      You nailed it- or rather, same interpretation with the photograph, :-) the way I see it now, the picture, I mean, I can’t help thinking that one is the antithesis of the other- it shows a balanced reality, that life has been always fair- when one’s life feels like as dry as that leaf in the photograph, it doesn’t mean that the light of hope can no longer share its warmth- we humans are lucky- because unlike those dried, intertwined leaves, we can still do something to make things different. Unlike those lifeless leaves, as we are breathing, we can allow that penetrating light of hope to work its wonders in our lives.

      As to the poem- it was a re-awakening thought- reminds me of how it feels to be living for a purpose that is much, much more bigger than me, :-) .

      Thanks- for sharing Manong Eugene, :-)

      Leofina Jane
      “Let my heart be broken by the things that breaks the heart of God” – Bob Pierce

  10. Hello there! It is amazing to see that your poem depicts the stale invitation of the present time when there are much more in store in the future or in some other unfamiliar place.

    That’s how I interpret your poem. Lovely piece!

    Z

    • Thanks again, Z :-)

      Glad to know your perspective about this one, :-) . It’s an “add-on” to the idea that we maybe living in an almost broken, deteriorating world- as the present circumstances appears to show- but there are things that remains unbroken…

      …the amazing realization for me (long after I’ve written this piece) has been-there are people who can’t seem to endure their personal dilemmas (that are self-inflicted more often than not, or rather, simply the result of their own choices) that they tend to give up on life so easily… while people who had experience the worst in life- the children who remain hopeful in the midst of war that resulted to enormous human suffering- remain strong and unbroken… :-) Well, variation of individual tolerance is one thing though, lol.

      Anyway, am glad you liked this one Z. Many thanks. :-)

      Leofina Jane

      “Let my heart be broken by the things
      that breaks the heart of God” – Bob Pierce

      • True, there are those who dwell in the present until it devours them. Paradoxically, there can never be a present situation. As soon as you utter a word or a sentence, it drifts to the realm of the past.

        It was nice to talk about poetry with you. Sometimes my work gets a little frustrating and poetry is the best expression of stress release.

        Z

  11. Hello Z, :-)

    Pardon my tardiness in replying, :-) .

    “Paradoxically, there can never be a present situation. As soon as you utter a word or a sentence, it drifts to the realm of the past..”
    - I totally agree. An interesting thought to ponder on, really. :-) Hmmm… a good poetic theme as well, don’t you think?

    The pleasure’s mine, Z. Just like you, am a poetry enthusiast as well. It’s always a treat to exchange ideas with fellow enthusiasts. :-) . And very true indeed, poetry is a wonderful detox, lol!!

    By the way, I hope you won’t mind, I added your blog to my blogging fellows list. You are always welcome here, looking forward to your visits, :-) Cheers!