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The clock ticks on, a slumbering chime, While midnight paints the world sublime With shadows deep and swirling gray, A thunderstorm at close of day. The pane reflects a cozy gleam, Inside this haven, like a dream. I nestle deep, a grateful sigh, As nature's fury rages nigh. The rain, a relentless, silver sheet, Against the glass, a rhythmic beat. I hear it whisper, hiss, and pour, A drumming urgency at the door. Then comes the boom, a guttural sound, That shakes the walls and stirs the ground. The thunder rolls, a distant drum, Announcing nature's kingdom come. The wind, a restless, howling beast, Tugs at the branches, east to west. It whips the trees in frenzied dance, A wild, untamed, chaotic trance. But here inside, the fire's glow, A gentle warmth, a steady flow. And as I watch the storm unwind, I'm thankful to be home, refined.

He knows the depths where I would fall, The situations that would enthrall, And break my spirit, bend my will, He spares me trials, keeps me still. I strive for heights, a flawless gleam, A near-perfection, just a dream. But absolute, that perfect state, Perhaps a burden, sealed by fate. This life, a labyrinth untold, A mystery in hues of bold. Confusion reigns, a tangled thread, Where paths diverge, and hopes are shed. Theories spin, a dizzying dance, Each holding truth, a fleeting glance. Opinions clash, a vibrant fight, Obscuring pathways, dimming light. And in the echo of the fray, Unanswered questions hold their sway. A yearning deep, a silent plea, To understand, to truly see.

A sunbeam paints the window pane, The storm's dark whisper, washed by rain. The clouds have fled, a vibrant blue, But echoes linger, sharp and true. Should I step out, embrace the light, Or cling to shadows, hold them tight? A warmth descends, a tempting grace, Yet fear still lingers in this place. For heat, I know, can breed unrest, A gamble played, a soul distressed. Some joys may bloom, a welcome prize, But darkness, too, before my eyes. This life, a dance, unpredictable and bold, I yearn for riches, a future to unfold. Prosperity's hand, a gentle guide, To walk beside me, side by side. And people fade, like morning dew, I pray for grace, a vision true. To see the good, the honest heart, And play in life a worthy part. For I have sun, a golden gleam, But tempests rise, a fevered dream. Though winter's chill resides in me, For ninety-nine percent, I'm free. But that small spark, a burning fire, The one percent, my soul's desire, That's why I write, that's ...

I count the blessings, one by one, The love I share, the battles won, The roof above, the food I eat, The steady rhythm of my feet. And yet, a shadow lingers near, A rising fear. The problems loom, a darkened wall, Threatening to consume it all. I know I should be filled with light, Embrace the day with all my might. But worries spin and hold me fast, A future cloud upon the past. So here I stand, a soul divided, By grace embraced, by problems guided. Knowing even in the strife, There's beauty woven into life.

The seed of joy within me sleeps, A tiny promise, gently keeps A vision bright of sunlit days, Where positivity always plays. I reach for growth, a climbing vine, That seeks the light, a design Of upward striving, strong and bold, A story waiting to unfold. My thoughts, like painters, choose their hues, And banish all the somber blues. They whisper tales of gentle rain, That nurtures life, erases pain. I gather fragments, good and true, Like morning dew, a sparkling view. The kindness shown, a helping hand, A quiet peace across the land. And in this space, I start to see, The blooming power that lies in me. A fertile ground where hope can rise, Reflected in my grateful eyes.

The vault of silence, strongest keep, A secret locked in slumber deep. No breath to stir, no tongue to tell, Between the soul and silent shell Of God above, a whispered plea, Just He and I, eternally. I know the heart, how it desires, To trust, to leap across the fires Of doubt and fear, to find a hand, A listening ear in shifting sand. But truth, a bitter draught to taste, Reveals the flaws, the hurried haste With which we judge, with which we fall, Imperfect sinners, one and all. I trust in you to be yourself, With all your light, on secret shelf. No expectation, heavy chain, To bind your spirit, ease my pain. For secrets whispered, seeds they sow, And in the fertile gossip grow. So I withhold, a conscious choice, To keep my inner, fragile voice From echoing in halls unknown, A seed I plant, and tend alone. I tell you nothing, not to wound, But in the silence, peace is found.

The Lady Lost, in shadows deep, Her voice unheard, her secrets sleep. A silent echo, in a world unkind, A spirit chained, a searching mind. But dawn arrives, a golden ray, That melts the ice and lights the way. The voiceless one, now finds her tongue, A song of freedom, bravely sung. Her words take flight, on winds of change, No longer whispers, rearranged. She speaks her truth, with strength and grace, And finds her power, in this sacred space. The hand once stilled, now marks the choice, To raise her voice, and join the voice Of those who strive for equal ground, Where hope and promise can be found. She dreams of ballots, bearing her name, A future forged, beyond the blame. A gleam ignites within her eyes, No longer lost, beneath these skies. The lady lost, now found anew, With dreams to chase, and work to do. Her heart takes flight, on wings so bold, A story whispered, to be told. https://jennibag.com/products/jennitravelbag?sca_ref=8611603.Hpckw9le5B2Sare

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So many distractions to take your mind off the important things, Don’t be so concerned about other people’s opinions about you, “They always talking about me?”, Who is “They”?, And why do you care what “They” think, If “They” are not even important enough to put a name to, how important could their opinion be?, There are millions of other thoughts that could be occupying your mind, Don’t let gossiping, nosey people find a way in, It’s hard to keep them out, But if you continually let them in they’ll never leave

The gate stands strong, a fortress of the mind, Against the whispers carried on the wind. "Don't let them in," a mantra whispered low, Where distractions bloom and seeds of doubt all grow. The urgent screen, a siren's tempting call, To pull you from the path, and make you fall. The endless scroll, a river flowing fast, A mental current, meant to make you aghast. And then the "They," a phantom in the air, Whose judging eyes are ever fixed to stare. "They're always talking," echoes in your head, Planting anxieties where peace once spread. But who are "They," these nameless, faceless throng? If they hold no weight, where did their power belong? To give such heed to voices in the mist, A precious moment, carelessly dismissed. Millions of thoughts, a universe untold, Waiting to blossom, vibrant, brave, and bold. Why trade them for the gossip's bitter sting? For hollow praise that ultimately means nothing. It's hard to bar the door,...

Amidst the shadows, a brighter gleam, I see more good in the world, it seems, Than darkness lurking, a hateful shade, For light prevails, a promise made. Thank God. Through passing years, a joyful sound, More happy days on blessed ground, Than sorrow's sting, or tearful plight, My heart finds solace in the light. Thank God. The human touch, a gentle hand, Kindred spirits across the land, More loving hearts than bitter scorn, A haven built where hopes are born. Thank God. A guiding presence, strong and true, A bond unbroken, me and You, A relationship that fills my soul, Making me happy and whole. Thank God.

As I approach you my intentions aren’t to put another down in conversation so I can rise, To get your attention or simply a conversation would be a prize, What a spectacular creation God made when he created you, Of course the thoughts in my mind you will never know unless I find a way to articulate my feelings, You have me so nervous at the moment I don’t know if I can even say how I’m feeling, The sound of your voice and the fascinating intellectual words you speak are incredibly attractive, Not to mention your poised and charismatic I think that is completely refreshing, Your beauty did grab my attention first, I feel that mind, heart, personality is what attracts me the most, Outer beauty can be taken away but inner beauty is here to stay, I can’t let a moment like this get away, Please stay awhile longer so I can get my thoughts together on whether I should be all the way me, Or my representative, They say first impression are important, I say if your first impression is a fake im...

They say nice guys finish last, a weary, worn decree, And as I sit and reminisce, I see a ghost of you and me. We thought our love, a fortress strong, against the world we'd stand, Two souls entwined, a puzzle piece, within each other's hand. Young and in love, or so we claimed, a naive, hopeful guise, Young and perhaps unwise, it seems, reflecting in my eyes. Was it ever truly real, this love we swore would bloom? The feeling's changed, the colors fade, consumed within the gloom. I love you now as human heart, a kinship I can't deny, But dislike you as the person, reasons reaching for the sky. We walked on separate paths, divergent, never truly one, Our common ground a barren space, beneath a lonely sun. We gloried in our differences, a coolness we embraced, Two opposites attracted, bound to an unstable base. Turns out we both were foolish then, in love with the charade, And in this game of hearts and minds, a heavy price was paid.

They say nice guys finish last, As I sit an reminisce about the past, I remember you and I thinking our love was going to last, It was us against the world and our so called struggle, Trying to figure out the puzzle, We were young and in love, Maybe young and unwise, I surmise that our love wasn’t even real, Its because of how I feel about you now, And wow, it’s not that kind of love, I love you as a human, I dislike you as a person, We never shared anything in common, We were total opposites, And we thought that was cool, Turns out that we both played the fool

Verse 1) Radio waves are full of static noise Heartbreak anthems for the girls and boys Algorithms pushing fleeting, surface things Nobody’s talking ’bout the joy love brings (Chorus) Do people write love songs anymore? ‘Bout whispered promises and opening doors? Do people fall in love anymore, it seems Just fleeting glances, shattered hopes and broken dreams Do people still believe in love, that’s true and deep? Or is it just a fairytale we long to keep? Well, I do, I do, even after all I’ve seen I still believe in love, a vibrant, hopeful green. (Verse 2) Scrolling through the faces, a digital haze Lost connections in a modern maze Everyone’s searching for a perfect fit Ignoring the fire that love can truly lit (Chorus) Do people write love songs anymore? ‘Bout whispered promises and opening doors? Do people fall in love anymore, it seems Just fleeting glances, shattered hopes and broken dreams Do people still believe in love, that’s true and deep? Or is it just a fairytale we long t...

I’ve painted love in vibrant hues, With countless words, and varied views. Yet love, it dances, seldom tame, A flickering candle, fueled by flame. A mystery shrouded, deep and vast, Complicated paths, forever cast. We navigated, hand in hand, Across the shifting, troubled sand. And emerged, together, strong and true, Me and you, me and you. A special bond, a silver thread, Divinity is what we have instead. Forever woven, heart to heart, A masterpiece, a brand new start. From depths Sincere, where feelings lie, One-Four-Three, until I die.

Sun sinking low, painting skies with fire, And next to the old water, fueling my desire, For something real, something to admire, A rare, wild butterfly, delicate and higher, Lands on a Lilypad, wings spread wide and bold, Looking at the old water, stories to be told, Of ripples and reflections, futures yet to unfold, A fragile beauty, more precious than gold.

In shadowed streets, where hope lay thin, Lived Kevin, amidst the city’s sin. Across from darkness, a dealer’s reign, He witnessed horrors, felt the searing pain. Survival’s game, a daily fight, Where trust was fragile, day and night. Yet Kevin held a belief so deep, A reason for life, secrets to keep. His friends, some fallen, some behind bars, Marked by violence, bearing life’s scars. But Kevin, blessed, though trials he faced, Believed in purpose, in heaven’s grace. Not an angel, but striving for light, To bring a smile, make God’s face bright. No selfish motive, no return desired, Just faith unwavering, a soul inspired. He faltered often, yet his spirit soared, God’s presence felt, when no one explored The depths of his heart, the burdens he bore, Calling to heaven, forevermore. A thinker, not a lover or a foe, He dreamt of kindness, helping seeds to sow. But silence fell, his voice now still, Taken by nonsense, against his will. A Friday morning, sun shining bright, Gang violence ...

The path was long, a winding maze, Through shadowed days and blurry haze. I sought a love, a guiding light, Unknowing it was just within my sight. Then, suddenly, you crossed my way, A sunrise bursting into day. My senses reeled, a sweet surprise, Love’s blinding truth reflected in your eyes. You are the vision I had held so dear, The perfect lady, banishing all fear. A dream unfolded, real and true, My heart belongs to you. More than the beauty that the world can see, More than the smile that captivates and frees, I love the depths where your soul resides, Your brilliant mind, where wisdom always bides. Your spirit bright, your body strong and free, The total essence, perfectly you, to me. Your every quirk, your every graceful line, I cherish all, forever you are mine. Let whispers rise, let rumors take their flight, Let every soul acknowledge, day and night, Who I am, and what my heart proclaims, I am your man, whispering your name. You are my lady, my queen, my guiding star, And for...

He stands, a man unpolished, true, Not flawless, but with wisdom new. His prize? The battles he has won, His only rival, himself. A grace divine upon him laid, His face reflects the life he's made, Not etched with worry, etched with years, A mind that clarity still steers. He knows the difference, shade and light, And in his heart, a love song's plight May echo softly, bittersweet, Of love surrendered, incomplete. He cherishes his God above, And family held within his love. His destination, heaven's gate, He pours his soul in actions great. This wisdom wasn't born in ease, But forged in trials, on shaky knees. The "oops I should have" moments stung, The vows of "never" often sung. Countless failings stained the past, Yet "Now I know" emerged at last. From errors learned, his spirit grew, A blessed soul, standing strong and true. His age is not a measured span, But lessons grasped, since life began. Some learn it quick, some find the way, Bu...

Love Shades: A Dichotomy Shades On Behind tinted lenses, a world so bright, I gaze at you, bathed in celestial light. Perfection gleams, a flawless, shining star, You could do no wrong, however near or far. Leaving my side? A thought I can’t conceive, Your honesty, a promise I believe. Invincible I feel, with you so close to me, Apart we’ll never be, eternally. Your love, a fortress, strong and ever true, My captive heart, completely held by you. Shades Off The world snaps back, a harsh and brutal glare, The truth emerges, stripped completely bare. A cheater’s smile, a liar’s whispered plea, You walked away, abandoning me. A fleeting season, that’s all you were to me, You switched so fast, a cruel apostasy. Last week, my everything, my sun, my moon, my sky, This week, a shattered heart, left with only a cry. How could this be? The sudden, stinging pain, The brutal truth revealed, again and again. It was the Love Shades, blinding and concealing, The real you hidden, your true self unfee...

The puppet master pulls the string, “Behold! The terror this will bring!” A flash of light, a deafening sound, All eyes are fixated, tightly bound. “Tremble at the shadow’s might, The darkness that consumes the light!” While whispers weave a phantom fear, The truth, unnoticed, lingers near. Drink deep the tale they offer free, Of dragons lurking in the sea. Believe the lies, the gilded prose, As genuine wisdom softly goes. For while you fixate on the fright, Ignoring reason’s steady light, The hand that guides, unseen, unheard, Steals futures, whispered, every word. Misdirection. A clever art, To captivate the mind and heart, And leave you lost, confused, and blind, While reality is left behind.

The clock ticks on, a steady, somber beat, The past, unyielding, where shadows meet. No hand can turn, no voice can ever call Back moments lost, beyond recall. That darkness lingers, a weight upon my soul, A heavy cloak that takes its bitter toll. The fight begins, to pierce the gloom and find A flicker first, then leave the dark behind. "I'm sorry" whispers, "Forgive what I have done," For seeds of sorrow that have sprouted one by one. Responsibility, I claim it as my own, But beg release, to stand here not alone. No pity sought, no solace in despair, Just strength to break these chains I cannot bear. Not merely for myself, this desperate plea, But all who stumble, caught in misery. The rain, I confess, I summoned to the sky, My foolish choices, watching reason die. Illogical paths, where wisdom held no sway, Impatient rushes, and laziness held sway. I speak the truth, raw, honest, and so clear, The source of storms, reflected in each tear. The past is fixed, I...

No one can change the past, The past can cast a dark shadow over your life, The fight is trying to find the light, I’m sorry and please forgive me for my past mistakes, I do take full responsibility but please just let me use this to make me a better man, I’m not looking for pity, I just want to break these chains, Not only for me, but for whomever feels this pain, I’ll be honest most of the rain in my world was caused by me, Making illogical choices, Uneducated decision, Lack of patience and a bunch of laziness, That’s as real as it gets….

A heart adrift, a cloud of white, A canvas painted in the light. The sky above, a gentle art, A love-shaped whisper in my heart. A cool breeze sighs, a tender touch, As sweet as longing, oh, so much. It wraps around, a gentle grace, And whispers love in time and space. The rain departs, the clouds ascend, A rainbow arches, without end. A vibrant smile across the blue, A painted promise, fresh and new. The sun’s warm kiss, a golden ray, Melts shadows of the yesterday. A hopeful warmth, a fervent plea, To believe in what I’m meant to be. When darkness falls, and stars ignite, They spark a dream, a future bright. A cosmic dance, a silent song, Where hope and wonder both belong. Each sunrise bursts, a brand new start, A clean slate etched upon my heart. A chance to rise, to laugh, to grow, A seed of promise, gently sow. With every beat, a victory won, Against the doubts beneath the sun. I seek the good, the shining gleam, And chase the positive, a waking dream

  C Sincere 

🎶I got these thoughts trapped in my head that I just can't get out, I want to tell you how I feel, but would that be to real, And even if I did, would it change anything, Or would things just be the same, 🎶 Dear Dad, I'm trembling as I write this,  Not because I'm scared or don't know what to say, I just find it a coincidence that I'm writing you today, It just so happens today is my birthday, Of course you probably wouldn't know,you weren't there for almost all of them anyway, My question has always been, how could you just erase an entire family from your memory, Didn't that eat at you all those years, Did you think of us and come to tears because you left, In my life thier has been a theft and you are the thief, I ask God how can I forgive a man that caused my mother so much grief, Maybe you had your reasons for not loving my mom, But what did we do, As a son without a father I missed out on more than a few vidal things, Just thinking of all the stu...

(Verse 1) These lyrics echo, a trapped refrain, A storm of thoughts, a relentless pain. I want to speak, to bleed my soul, But truth unveiled might take its toll. Would sharing change the bitter taste? Or leave the landscape, barren, waste? (Verse 2) Dear Dad, this birthday letter trembles so, Not fear of words, but fate's strange flow. A cruel coincidence, this day of birth, You absent always, devoid of worth. How could you sever, erase the past? No memory stirred, no shadow cast? No tears of regret for what you'd done? You were a thief, and my childhood's gone. (Verse 3) I rage at God, how can I forgive A man whose absence made my mother grieve? Perhaps your reasons, I cannot know, For leaving her, and watching us grow... Alone. What had we done to earn this plight? A son deprived of father's guiding light. The stolen moments, a hollow ache, Did you plant the seeds, my anxious mistake? (Verse 4) They say, "Don't play the victim," words unkind, But they d...

I completely understand, You have a lot going on, All types of stress, It’s easy to point the finger when it’s not you going through it, How can I judge your pain, A drop of rain might be nothing for me, It might be a flood for you, I’m not in your shoes, I have no idea exactly what you’re going through, I do understand everyone has issues they are dealing with, Even if they don’t admit it, Everyday is not sunshine and clear skies, Some days are cloudy and full of tears and cries, That’s just how it is, So I understand having rough times when everything seems to be going wrong, You don’t want to smile, There’s nothing to laugh at, Difficult times, I have no advice only opinions and suggestions, Pray, Pray again, Try not to lose hope, And pray again.

The weight you carry, I perceive, A burden pressing, hard to cleave. I understand, or try to, see, The storm within, that rages free. You’re navigating tangled lines, A web of stress, that interwines. How easily the finger points, From shores untouched by your annoyments, How can I gauge the depths you face? My gentle shower, your flooding space. My shoes are clean, my path is clear, While yours is muddy, fraught with fear. I cannot know the precise sting, The silent battles you must sing Alone, unheard, within your heart, A world apart, right from the start. But this I grasp, this truth I hold, Each soul a story, yet untold. A hidden weight, a private pain, Admitted not, again, again. Not every dawn is bright and bold, Some days are grey, and stories told In whispers soft, and tear-stained eyes, Beneath the weight of clouded skies. So I perceive this shadowed time, Where laughter fades, and loses rhyme. Your smile is lost, a distant gleam, Consumed by darkness, in a dream. I offer not...

A whisper in the air, a tempting plea, "Do you truly crave what people think of thee?" A siren's call to pierce the social veil, To know the honest truth, without a flail. But tread with care, this path is fraught with pain, For truth, uncovered, leaves a lasting stain. The gilded mask of courtesy may fall, Revealing shadows hidden from us all. Can you bear the weight of judgments sharp and cold? The hidden envy, stories left untold? The whispers soft, the glances sharp and sly, Reflecting back a self you can't deny? Is honesty a gift, a cleansing fire bright? Or does it burn away the day and night? Is knowledge power, a weapon to command? Or crushing sadness held within your hand? For truth, once tasted, cannot be undone, The innocence of blissful ignorance is gone. So ponder deep before you seek to find, The honest thoughts residing in the mind.

As twilight paints the fading sky, A whispered prayer begins to fly. For safety's cloak to keep us near, Dispelling doubt and calming fear. If shadows lengthen, spirits wane, And any stumble, fall, or strain, I pray for strength, a rising tide, To lift us up, with hope inside. I pray that I, with steadfast soul, Will reach for goals, and make me whole. That blessings bloom, a healthy grace, Upon my family's time and space. Not wealth untold, a grasping hand, But solid ground, on which to stand, Financial peace, a gentle ease, To navigate life's shifting seas. For every dawn, a grateful heart, A brand new chance, a brand new start. For breath, for life, the sun's warm kiss, For all the joy, the inherent bliss. For creativity's flowing stream, A vibrant force, a waking dream. For family bonds, a loving hold, A story whispered, to be told. For all you give, for all you are, A guiding light, a distant star. Tonight my prayer extends afar, Embracing all, beneath your sta...

Tonight I pray for safety for us all, I pray if any of us fall God gives us strength to get back up, I pray I never give up, I pray my family and I continue to be blessed and healthy, I pray that I become financially stable I don’t need to be wealthy, Thank you for another day, Thank you for this life, Thank you for giving me a way to express my creativity, Thank you for family, Thank you for everything, Tonight I pray for the entire world, God help us all, Amen

Took me a long time to find you, Caught me by surprise, It's crazy how love will blind you, Everything I want in a lady, A dream come true, Your my baby, I don't only love your beautiful smile, I love your mind, body and soul, I'm really feeling your entire style, Let them know who I Am, I'm your man, Your my Lady

(Verse 1) A long road, winding, took me years, To find the person, conquer all my fears. Then you appeared, a light within the haze, Knocked me off my feet in so many ways. Caught me by surprise, a sudden, sweet attack, It's crazy how love blinds, there's no turning back. (Verse 2) Everything I want in a lady, you possess, A dream come true, nothing less. You're my baby, my heart, my guiding star, Shining brighter than anything, near or far. (Chorus) I don't only love your beautiful smile, that radiant gleam, I love your mind, body, and soul, a vibrant, perfect dream. I'm really feeling your entire style, the way you move and breathe, Let them know who I am, loud and clear, I believe. I'm your man, you're my lady, that's the truth they see. (Bridge) More than just a pretty face, you're depth I long to explore, A spirit so captivating, I endlessly adore. The way you think, the way you laugh, the things you have to say, You make me better, stronger, ev...

I heard you had the blueprint, The answers to it all, Do you ever misstep or fall, It seems you don’t, Some people look up to you, I respect you but I’m leery, Arrogant people have made me weary, You seem to fall in that category, Look at me judging you, It’s true we are all hypocrites at some point, At this point I just don’t think its realistic for you to act like you’ve found perfection.

They say you hold the blueprint tight, The key to every lock and door, A shining beacon in the night, The answer whispered, evermore. Do shadows ever cross your gaze? Do cracks appear within the plan? Do stumbles mark your perfect days, Or are you flawless, to a man? Some gaze upon you, filled with awe, A hero poised, a guiding light, But I, I watch with tempered raw, A history buried deep in night. For arrogance has left its sting, A bitter taste upon my tongue, And whispers paint you as the king, A judgment hastily begun. But look at me, with judging eyes, Condemning you for what you seem, A hypocrite in thin disguise, Lost in a self-constructed dream. For perfection's a deceptive lie, A gilded cage, a painted wall, And if you claim to touch the sky, I fear the harder you will fall.

The mature man is not perfect, He’s mature,experienced and wise, His prize has been survival, Time is his only rival, God has showed him tremendous grace, His face is not worn or wrinkled with worry and pain, His mind stays sane through crazy times, He has a better grasp of right and wrong, Parts of his life are a reflection of your favorite sad love song, He loves God and family, Heaven is his final destination goal, He has learned how to put his heart and soul into important activities, This didn’t happen overnight, There were a bunch of fights, Many ” oops I should’ve done that” Thousands of ” I’ll never do that again “ Countless sins, So many ” Now I know”, The mature man learned from his mistakes and it shows, Blessed is this mature man to survive and still stand, The mature mans age doesn’t have to be a certain age, Some people learned faster from their mistakes and life lessons, It doesn’t matter when you learn if your still around to learn is a blessing, The mature man knows he...

This story is about Kevin, Kevin lived in a rough neighborhood, The kind of place no one should choose to be, Kevin lived accross the street from the biggest drug dealer in the city, At a young age he had witness some horrific things, What a pity, His life, it was a game of survival, Where even the people under your same roof are your rivals, Kevin believed everything had a reason, And everyone has thier season, If God didn’t have a plan for him he wouldn’t be breathing, Most of his friends weren’t, And the ones that were, took breaths behind bars, Sentenced for murder all the way to stealing cars, See Kevin was blessed from beyond the Stars, Blessed to be alive, Blessed to have survived, Kevin was no angel but he still strived to do the right thing, He thought “even though I’m a sinner, my goal is to bring a smile to Gods face“, He had this thought without any trace of selfishness or wanting blessing in return, Kevin messed up often, But his faith was firm, God had always been there w...

In shadowed streets, where hope lay thin, Lived Kevin, amidst the city's sin. Across from darkness, a dealer's reign, He witnessed horrors, felt the searing pain. Survival's game, a daily fight, Where trust was fragile, day and night. Yet Kevin held a belief so deep, A reason for life, secrets to keep. His friends, some fallen, some behind bars, Marked by violence, bearing life's scars. But Kevin, blessed, though trials he faced, Believed in purpose, in heaven's grace. Not an angel, but striving for light, To bring a smile, make God's face bright. No selfish motive, no return desired, Just faith unwavering, a soul inspired. He faltered often, yet his spirit soared, God's presence felt, when no one explored The depths of his heart, the burdens he bore, Calling to heaven, forevermore. A thinker, not a lover or a foe, He dreamt of kindness, helping seeds to sow. But silence fell, his voice now still, Taken by nonsense, against his will. A Friday morning, sun sh...

Cool, they say, a word like ice Slick and smooth, a calculated price But I never planned this icy shell Never aimed to be a story to tell Of effortless grace, and a heart so still Guess that's just how I climb this lonely hill What I think I am? A tangled mess Of hopes and dreams, dressed in borrowed dress Trying to find footing on unsteady ground Where expectations echo all around A clumsy soul, with a fear to fall Hidden deep beneath this crafted wall I never strived to be this, you see This picture perfect, effortlessly free I yearned for connection, a hand to hold A story untold, more precious than gold But somewhere along the way, the roles reversed And this facade became the thing I nursed Many might disagree, they always do See the surface shine, ignore what's true They see the cool, the calm, the collected face Don't see the cracks, the vulnerable space Where I'm just a person, trying to survive Longing to truly feel, truly alive Cool...it's just a word, a f...

 clock tick slow, feel the pressure release Reposeful come down, findin' inner peace No more high-speed chase, no more frantic reach Just the quiet hum, silence I beseech. Got my feet grounded, planted in the now Used to chase the dragon, sweatin' on the brow. But tonight's different, a celestial vow To be present, to be humble, take a bow. Sun sinkin' low, paintin' skies with fire And next to the old water, fuelin' my desire For somethin' real, somethin' to admire. A rare, wild butterfly, delicate and higher. Lands on a Lilypad, wings spread wide and bold Lookin' at the old water, stories to be told. Of ripples and reflections, futures yet to unfold A fragile beauty, more precious than gold. It stares into the depths, a silent conversation With the ancient wisdom, a fluid revelation. Mirror to my soul, past hesitation Findin' clarity in this calm location. From chaos to composure, the transition's deep The butterfly a teacher, secrets it wil...

They want me on the hate train, fueled by lies and spite Claiming you the enemy, but I ain't seen the fight Never met you, face to face, just shadows on the screen Judging by the outside, a pre-programmed hate machine They show me faces, "Look, they're just like you," they claim Tryna build a cage of prejudice, whispering your name Want me to rate your worth based on your kin and creed Sounds like a set-up, planted like a poisoned seed I'm not just a stereotype, a label on display I’m breaking free from patterns, carving my own way So check your assumptions, before you spew your venom I'm an individual, remember that, and then some.

The hollow ache, a vacant purse, A life on pause, a silent curse. Each simple joy, a priced delight, Beyond my reach, in shadowed night. Am I enslaved, a puppet strung, To emerald threads, forever clung? Or did I choose this gilded chain, And weave myself this web of pain? I want, I crave, the breathing space, To buy a smile, erase this trace Of gnawing want, this constant fear, Whispering failure in my ear. I need, I long for solid ground, Where seeds of hope may sprout around. But love for wealth? It feels untrue, A hollow god I can't imbue With genuine devotion's flame. I will not kneel, partake the shame, Of selling soul for fleeting gain, Yet dark desires stir within this brain. The chasm deep, a moral test, To trade integrity, to be possessed. But no, I fight, I claw, I strain, Against the lure, the tempting stain. Confused, I stand, a tangled thread, Between the living and the dead. A life unfurled, yet tightly bound, By lack of means, on barren ground. Oh, I am weary, b...

(Verse 1) I walk a crooked line, I stumble and I fall Got my share of shadows clinging to the wall I've made my mistakes, I've danced with the dark Left a few scars, that leave their bitter mark (Chorus) Remember me, remember me, when my story's told I have my flaws, my sins are brave and bold But let the sum of me, be something good and true Remember me, remember me, as someone who... (Verse 2) I haven't always been the strongest in the fight Battled demons whispering in the dead of night Sometimes I lost my way, got tangled in the weeds Planted seeds of sorrow, watered them with needs (Chorus) Remember me, remember me, when my story's told I have my flaws, my sins are brave and bold But let the sum of me, be something good and true Remember me, remember me, as someone who... (Bridge) Tried to lift the fallen, offered weary grace Left a little kindness in this lonely place Maybe stumbled often, but I always got back up Filled my loving cup, and raised it high enoug...

I walk this path, flawed, a sinner's guise, Bearing the weight of errors in my eyes. Yet when I'm gone, and whispers fill the air, Let something more than imperfections there, Define the echo of the life I led, The words I spoke, the truths I held instead. Remember me not for stumbles, falls, and fears, But for the message ringing through the years: Of God's great goodness, a boundless, open hand, Offered to all, across the waiting land. Though faiths may clash, and beliefs may stray, Condemnation's judgment has no rightful sway. Remember me for urging hearts to seek, Beyond the tangible, the truths the spirit speaks. To find the God within, the light, the grace, And choose the path where joy can interlace With understanding, kindness, and with love, Sent from the heavens, like a soaring dove. Recall success, not as a fleeting prize, But as a state of mind before your eyes. Believe you are, and then you shall become, The victory won, the battles overcome. Let inner peac...

Remember Me I have my flaws and I have and do commit my sins, But when I’m thought of, When I’m remembered, I’d like to be remembered as someone who told people how good God is, How even though you may disagree that doesn’t give you or me a right to condem or judge, A person who said search for God, positivity and happiness over anything this world can offer, Success is a mental state not a physical one, If you believe you are a success, You are! I want to be the person that always said love yourself, Be proud of who you are, God made you! Remember me as a person who messed up like everyone else, But a person who loved and believed in God over any and everything else

(Verse 1) The sky is weeping, a torrent of rain I didn't choose this, I can't ease the pain The future's a whisper, a path yet unseen Beyond my grasp, a forgotten dream The clock keeps ticking, a relentless beat The past is a ghost, bitter and sweet And love, a wild bird, it flies where it will My pleas and my longing, forever stand still (Chorus) The weather is wild, the future unknown The past is a story, forever sown Love's a free spirit, it can't be contained But in this chaos, something remains Two anchors I cling to, in this stormy sea My choices and reactions, belong only to me (Verse 2) The wind howls a warning, the clouds gather low Fate pulls the strings, putting on a show I can't change the script, the lines that are read I can't rewrite history, bring back the dead I can't force affection, a captive embrace Nor stop the hands turning, in this relentless race (Chorus) The weather is wild, the future unknown The past is a story, forever sown Lo...

A revolving door of faces, fading fast, A parade of hellos, future turning past. I watched them come, I watched them disappear, A silent lesson whispered in my ear. A promise forged, a pact I made within, To speak the words that tremble on my skin. For time's a thief, a fleeting, fragile thing, No guarantee another dawn will bring. Perhaps my dreams will wither on the vine, Perhaps my goals will never truly shine. But in the face of fate's capricious hand, I hold control of words, across the land. A power potent, in the spoken phrase, A tool to build, to mend, in countless ways. A gift to wield, a force to set us free, The art of voice, the master key. I've grasped the grace of gratitude's embrace, A thankful heart, reflecting in my face. And let no soul declare that love is frail, A weakness shown, a story destined to fail. For whispers rise when absence fills the air, Of missed connections, burdens hard to bear. A grand performance, staged when it's too late, Whil...

After seeing so many people come and go away, I made a promise to myself to say what I have to say, No one is promised another day, Maybe I won’t see all my dreams come true, Maybe I won’t be able to accomplish all my goals, I can control what I say, That’s the reason words have so much power, It’s one of the few things in this life you can control, I’m happy that I have grabbed ahold of being more thankful for life, Don’t ever let anyone tell you that showing love to one another is weak, People talk a big game once someone is gone away, But when they were here you weren’t even in the game to play, Show and give love today.

I’ve been hearing about you all my life, If I didn’t know any better I would think you controlled the world, Everytime something bad happens it’s your fault, Your always spreading lies and gossiping, I always here your trying to do harm to me, You got me looking over my shoulder, Do you know whats said about you, THEY ALWAYS TALKING ABOUT US, THEY DID US WRONG, THEY ARE RUINING EVERYTHING, THEY ARE TRYING TO GET YOU That’s just a few things said, Who are they?

A phantom presence, whispered low, I've known of you my whole life, you know. A puppeteer, unseen, unheard, Controlling fate with a single word. When shadows fall, and fortunes fail, Your name is cursed, a mournful wail. A master of deceit, a whispered lie, Spreading venom as the moments fly. They say you plot against my very soul, A constant threat, beyond control. I glance behind, a nervous, hurried plea, To break the chains, to finally be free. Do you hear the whispers, sharp and cold? The stories spun, the tales untold? "THEY ALWAYS TALKING ABOUT US, see? THEY DID US WRONG eternally." "THEY ARE RUINING EVERYTHING, they say, THEY ARE TRYING TO GET YOU, come what may." These accusations, sharp and keen, A constant chorus, a relentless scene. Who are they, this ominous "they," That haunt my steps along the way? A faceless enemy, a silent threat, A paranoia I can't forget. Are they shadows born of fear and doubt? Or forces real, that prowl about? T...

A finger points, a voice cries out, For someone guilty, filled with doubt. A scapegoat sought, a reason why, For shadowed skies and tear-stained eye. But wait, hold fast, before you leap, A silent question, buried deep. A silvered surface, cool and clear, Reflecting truths you hold so dear. Do you seek blame, a target found? Then face the mirror, on solid ground. Begin right there, with searching gaze, Within that frame, through life's long maze. The world, it spins, a chaotic dance, Unfairness blooms, a bitter chance. And yes, perhaps, the odds are stacked, A game of fortune, wrongly tracked. But in that storm, a steadfast guide, The choices made, where true powers hide. For though the world's a raging sea, My ship I steer, eternally. I cannot bind the wild wind's breath, Nor halt the hand of cruelest death. I cannot force the sun to gleam, Nor wake a long-forgotten dream. The seeds are sown by forces vast, But how they bloom, how long they last, Depends on me, the soil I ...

Are you looking for someone to blame, Do you have a mirror, Start there, Of course life seems unfair, It very well may be, But all my reactions and decisions start with me, I can’t control what’s done, I can’t make the sun shine, The action may belong to the world but the reaction is mine

We have no control over the weather, The future is out of our hands, Nothing can be done about the past, You can’t make someone love you, We can’t control time, I believe I personally can control only two things in this life, And even those extremely difficult to control, My decision and my reactions

I've painted love in vibrant hues, With countless words, and varied views. Yet love, it dances, seldom tame, A flickering candle, fueled by flame. A mystery shrouded, deep and vast, Complicated paths, forever cast. We navigated, hand in hand, Across the shifting, troubled sand. And emerged, together, strong and true, Me and you, me and you. A special bond, a silver thread, Divinity is what we have instead. Forever woven, heart to heart, A masterpiece, a brand new start. From depths sincere, where feelings lie, One-Four-Three, until I die.

I’ve described my love for you so many time, With so many words, Love is never simple, Its sometimes mysterious, Many times complicated, I’m just glad we made it, There will always be something special between you and me, From the bottom of my heart, 1- 4 -3

My own race, I run it true, First place is where I'm meant to be, for me and you. Ninety-five, a shadowed number, whispers fill the air, Behind my back, negativity, a burden I must bear. Smiling faces, two-faced art, A subtle poison aimed at my heart. No crime with others, a solitary plea, For even toughest friends will betray, to set themselves free. Calm I embrace, a serene disguise, My authentic self, reflected in my eyes. Prayers ascend, a constant, gentle hum, Laughter bursts, 'til happy days become. Smile often, a beacon bright and bold, Faith in God, a story to be told. Each soul distinct, a universe alone, The world is cold, a truth deeply known. Judge not others, a difficult climb, Let go of grudges, surrendered to time. Erase the echoes of yesterday's lies, And always love, with open, loving eyes. They say nice guys finish last, a cynical decree, But I say, at least we finish, honestly and free. And in that finishing, a victory resides, A peaceful heart, where tru...

Running my own race always puts me in first place, Almost ninety five percent of the people I know talk negative about me behind my back, Yet smile in my face, Don’t do crime alone are with anyone else, your so called toughest friend would sell his mother out to avoid a case, Being calm suits me, Being myself suits me, Pray about everything, Laugh as much as you can, Smile as often as possible, Keep your faith in God, See each person individually not as a whole, Learn to trust people to be who they are because this world is cold, Try not to judge, Attempt to not hold a grudge, Get rid of nonsense you heard in the past, Always love Love, They say nice guys finish last, I say at least we finish.

Hello, World! A voice takes flight, With thoughts and feelings, burning bright. A tapestry of views unfurled, Opinions whispered to the world. Not facts they claim, these words I lend, But truths perceived, until the end. Beliefs held close, and those defied, A moral compass, as my guide. I long to speak, to share my soul, Avoiding conflict, taking hold. For hate I shun, its bitter sting, A different song, I wish to sing. Perhaps my words, a tangled thread, Yet clarity within my head. Through eyes unique, a vision clear, A one-of-a-kind spirit here. Difference embraced, no need to hide, Contentment dwells, deep inside. My wealth lies not in earthly store, But loving self, and asking more. I know my flaws, a heavy chain, The weight of sin, a constant pain. A litany of wrongs I hold, In verses spun, a story told. So judge me, love me, understand, Or leave my truth upon the sand. This is the self I offer free, Hello, World! This is me.

 Hello World I’ve got so much to say, So many ideas and opinions, One thing I do know is that my opinions are not facts there just my opinions, I know what I believe in, I know what I don’t believe in, I have my own moral compass that I pray is guiding me in the right direction, I want to speak my mind, I’m not trying to find a way to argue or debate, I hate confrontation, I hate hate, None of this might make sense to you, But it’s clear to me, I see things my way, with the eyes God blessed me with, I’m unique, I’m one of a kind, I don’t mind being different, I love myself, My wealth is being happy with who I am, I know I have countless flaws, I know I sin, I can’t begin to tell you all my wrongs, I express myself through my love for poems, Love me, Dislike me, Maybe not understand me, This is who I am, Hello World!

The question hangs, a whispered plea, "What are you trying to prove, you see?" But deeper still, a question lies, To whom do you display these skies? I really hope, with fervent heart, The answer's you, right from the start. For if it's others you implore, Your worth won't bloom, it will not soar. It isn't blame, no fault to find, Just different maps within the mind. I see the years as fleeting dust, A blink of light, a matter of trust. I cannot spend this precious breath, To validate myself in life's long death. What phantom prize, what hollow claim, Would justify this fruitless game? Is proof in houses, rich and grand? Is wealth the measure, grain in hand? If so, I'd trade it all, I vow, For happiness and health, right now.

What are you trying to prove, A better question is who are you trying to prove something to, I really hope it’s you, Because if it’s not, It’s not your fault, We just differentiate in the way we think, I think life is over in a blink and I can’t waste mine trying to prove myself, What’s the proof anyway, Possessions, Wealth, If that’s proof than I’d trade that all for happiness and health

You can stare and assume, You have no idea, Quick to judge another humans actions, Do you ever ask why? I don’t know you, I have no clue what your about, How can I judge you even if I thought I knew you, My opinions are only based on how “I” view you

 So many voices, So many point of views, Everyone has an opinion, How do you distinguish between what is true, Do you have your own beliefs, Do you have a solid point of view, Because if you don’t the world will try to take advantage of you, One person says its wrongs, Others say it’s right, Everyone wants to be right, Is this why we fight?

 A cacophony rises, a swirling, dense haze, A thousand voices in a disorienting maze. Each tongue a compass, pointing a different way, Claiming the truth, demanding you obey. Opinions bloom like weeds in a garden wild, Each one assertive, fiercely reconciled To its own righteousness, a solitary star, Ignoring the darkness, however near or far. But truth, a fragile thing, hides deep within this din, How to discern its whisper, where does clarity begin? Do you possess a bedrock, solid, firm, and true? A guiding principle to see you safely through? For lacking that foundation, the world will seize the chance, To mold and shape your spirit, steal your very stance. One shouts of virtue, the next of wicked deed, Planting seeds of discord, fueling desperate need To be validated, to claim the victor's crown, To silence all dissent and forcefully put down The opposing viewpoint, the contradictory plea. Is this the poisoned root from which our conflicts flee? The endless striving, the relent...

 (Verse 1) A symphony of whispers, a chorus loud and clear So many voices vying, filling atmosphere A thousand different paintings, each one a vibrant hue So many points of view, which one rings true? (Verse 2) An endless stream of opinions, a constant, rushing tide Everyone has got a something, they just can't hide But buried in the clamor, the truth can be obscured A silent, fragile answer, waiting to be heard (Chorus) Do you have your own beliefs, etched deep within your soul? A solid point of view to make you strong and whole? Because if you don't stand grounded, on your own firm ground The world will spin you blindly, and knock you all around. (Verse 3) One person screams it's sinful, a darkness to despise Another claims it's sacred, a blessing in disguise The lines are blurred and twisted, the answers hard to find Everyone wants to be righteous, leaving reason behind. (Verse 4) A tug-of-war of doctrines, a battle in the mind Each heart a little fortress, fiercely ...

Darkness and excitement, Beware of the hidden dangers, A bump in the night, A fight for your life, Sleep and relaxation, Dream your dreams, Pray your prayers, But again Beware!

Take care of yourself old friend, Your in Gods hands now, How did I ever get so blessed to have ever known you, My best friend, I'll get up with you one day, Continue to be a good boy, And I'll continue to pray, I love you.

I spend most of my time alone, Listening to sad songs, Thinking about all my wrongs, I did bad, As a brother, A friend and a dad, The problem is I'm angry with myself, Wealth is what I never wanted, I always just wanted you, I knew and still know what I did, I have a niece, nephews and a beautiful kid to look after, I have to determine if I'm lazy or crazy for making the same mistakes twice, For awhile my heart went cold as ice, I'm paying the price for not doing my job, I've been robbed of joy and blessings but I'm the thief, I once was a loving, Compassionate, caring, responsible person But now I'm the opposite of all of that, You would not believe who I miss, Who could it be? To tell the truth, I MISS ME!

Let me go from the present to the past, My childhood was not bad, But it's not what you would call pleasant, Father was in and out, My mother gave it all up for her kids, She raised us in a very loving home, But don't get it wrong we had problems, I have sisters no brothers, I never got any talks about the birds and the bees, I knew more about the rent and late fees, To a degree I have lived a rough life, My childhood was not a learning experience, It was more like pain and love mixed into one, Teenage years really did not get any better, My mom tried to shown me right from wrong but I wouldn't let her, I thought I knew it all and I wanted love, But through all my stupid, immature acts God blessed me from above with a child, But to be honest that kind of made my life more wild, I did more foul things after I had child than before, I'm being honest, Because I'm real to the core, I have lied and abandoned, Made so many mistakes, No medicine or cure can help how my hea...