My Word!!!

Can I paint you a picture, not of penthouse suite, Just a small condo on the corner, no fancy street, A closet full of echoes, pockets very light, A paycheck that flys by, then it's outta sight, Working for the bare minimum, Rent is always knocking making the spirit sometimes dim, A landlord with a frown, and a leaky faucet too, And a mind that hums with worries, like a bee stuck in glue. The bills they pile up high, the dreams they seem so far, Wishing for a mansion, a brand new shiny car, I have my own unique battles, my own personal fight, But you'll rarely see me frowning, even in the darkest night, Because I'd rather have the joy, the peace that fills my soul, Than a vault of money, or a life beyond control. The money it can vanish, problems come and go, But this happiness inside, that's the real overflow. I got these quirks the ones that make me, me, Maybe I talk too loud, Or a temper that can spark, then fade to gentle rain, And sometimes I'm a dreamer, lost ...

My phone rang, another notification It felt like the universe was sending bad salutations, This week has been a marathon, problems in every stride, Dodging landmines, nowhere left to hide, I feel the weight of my problems on my back, Every step forward, feels I'm under attack, Bills piling high, dreams fading to gray, Thought the sun had forgotten how to light up my day. But I'm going to on hold my head up, Even when the doubt tries to fill my cup, Seen the darkness, felt the sting of the fall, But I'm not breaking, I'm standing tall, Because I know,  I feel it in my soul's core, That a blessing's are coming, knocking at my door After all the struggle, after all the pain This is why I know a blessing's on the way. Back to back issues, like a twisted, cruel joke, One problem solved, then another would provoke, Lost some sleep, shed a tear or two, Questioned everything, "What am I gonna do?", Felt the pressure building, almost reached the brink, But ...

The shadows stretched, they coiled, they tried to bind, A season of the difficult design; The troubles came not singly, but in waves, Back-to-back burdens, haunting all my days. I navigated paths where hope seemed faint, A weary soul beneath a heavy taint, Where struggle was the air I had to breathe, And heavy trials gathered in a wreath. But why the sudden certainty I find? Why speak of rescue, leaving pain behind? Because the night was long, the testing true, And deep endurance was the task I knew. For every instance that demanded strength, I met the challenge, reaching any length To keep the flicker of the future bright, Refusing to surrender to the night. I chose the posture of the optimist, Though doubt was heavy on my praying wrist. I sought the courage hidden in the ache, Believed in grace for my own weary sake. I did not cease the conversation high, A quiet prayer whispered beneath the sky; I kept the line of faith unbroken, strained, While every ounce of inner peace was draine...

Maybe I’m too honest with these words I bring to light, Maybe I get too personal, in the stillness of the night. My words run deep with feeling, the truth I can’t conceal, Each line a confession, of what my heart can feel. I write of love that’s vanished, a ghost within the pane, And real love that’s still burning, through sunshine and through the rain. I write about the ache of what was broken, the joy of what remains, My silent stories, through passion and through pains. These verses are from my spirit, from deep within my heart and soul, They are the true reflection of me, making my being whole. No illusion, no character I play, This is the heart that beats here, laid bare for all to see today. I struggle in the shadows, the burdens I do bear, My mind is filled with problems, my soul is acquainted with despair. I carry fears unspoken, through every passing year, Yet I still have gratitude , wiping away each tear. In the darkness, a steady light I find, A solace in believing, to soot...

The blessings bloom around me, bright and bold, A tapestry of comforts, to behold. I count them close, each thread a whispered grace, Yet shadows linger, etched upon my face. For still I strive, a climber reaching high, And feel the pull of lack against the sky. This constant push, this ever-present need, Plants whispers of a hunger I can’t feed. Will there arrive a shore of calm and ease? Where struggles cease, and worries find release? I speak it forth, with fervent, hopeful plea, “Yes, it will come, that day belongs to me.” God, hear my prayer, a whisper on the breeze, A gentle solace for my ill at ease. I crave a breath, a moment to unwind, A temporary leave for heart and mind. Not from the trials, they’ll be there when I’m back, But from the weight, the wear upon the track. Just laughter bright, and moments light and free, God, grant me this, and peace will follow me

The world, a river, ever flows, Each second altered, as it goes. Should hope arise, with every sunlit gleam, Or fear descend, a chilling dream? Since time took breath, a cosmic sigh, This restless shift has swept us by. A constant churn, a turning wheel, Change, the only truth we feel. Yesterday, a fading shore, A second past, we see no more. The current pulls, we cannot stay, We must embrace the onward way.

I run, I run, a hurried stride, Where peace and stillness softly hide. No space to breathe, no time to pause, Just chasing phantom, endless causes. The air grows thin, my chest constricts, A silent scream my spirit clicks. To slow, to stop, to feel the ground, Where seeds of solace might be found. But onward, onward, whips the fear, Of falling back, of slipping here. A frantic dance, a restless chase, Lost in the whirlwind of this race. And yet, a voice, faint and low, “Perhaps the race you need to slow, Is not the one you physically run, But the one where stillness is undone.”

The sandman’s dust, is a distant dream, It’s a well-rested thought, it would seem. My body craves for a quiet space, To banish shadows from out of my face. I long for relaxation, meditation deep and long, Where worries cease to be so strong. But weariness, a very heavy cloak, It clings to my limbs, like a stubborn yoke. To drift off on waves of ease, And wake refreshed, under the trees. But now, I fight the drooping head, And wish for sleep, in a soft, warm bed.

(Verse 1) Don’t break the mold, don’t play the fool Trying to be cool, it ain’t the golden rule This ain’t a game, no popularity test This is real life, put it to the best (Chorus) The number of likes, the head nods in the hall Won’t build a thing, won’t catch you when you fall This ain’t a contest, gotta find your own way Authentic living, that’s the only thing to say (Verse 2) Gossip’s a fire, spreads fast and burns bright But leaves you empty in the morning light Mindless chatter, a constant drone Building a life on words alone? (Chorus) The number of likes, the head nods in the hall Won’t build a thing, won’t catch you when you fall This ain’t a contest, gotta find your own way Authentic living, that’s the only thing to say (Bridge) Nonsense talk, the poison in the air Complaining whispers, everywhere Constant negativity, a heavy cloak to wear Putting down others, a burden hard to bear Even my own gripes, get under my skin Gotta break the cycle, let the healing begin (Chorus) The n...

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 city is singing a summer song, A siren call, this is where I belong. This year, I’ll answer, bold and bright, Embrace the sun, and always chase the light. This summer is ours, a precious thing, We’ll laugh and learn, and dance and sing. A tapestry of beautiful moments spun, Beneath the summer’s golden sun.

We need not join, in joyful song, Nor hand-in-hand, to move life along. No shared belief, no common ground, Requires that peace cannot be found. But in restraint, a strength resides, A silent bridge, where respect presides. To see the other, just as real, Whose truth and dreams, they truly feel. So let us stand, on separate shores, And let civility unlock the doors.

(Verse 1) Let me understand your logic, please explain This twisted puzzle spinning in my brain You want me to change, to mold and rearrange Into a version that you can contain (Chorus) You want me to stop acting like myself, it’s true? To dim my light and be someone new, just for you? So in order for your happiness to bloom I have to wallow in perpetual gloom? Not happening, no, that’s not my fate I won’t negotiate, unlock my gate (Verse 2) You say my laughter’s loud, my spirit’s wild My colors vibrant, an untamed child You wish I’d quiet, become reconciled To fitting snugly, neatly compiled (Chorus) You want me to stop acting like myself, it’s true? To dim my light and be someone new, just for you? So in order for your happiness to bloom I have to wallow in perpetual gloom? Not happening, no, that’s not my fate I won’t negotiate, unlock my gate (Bridge) I’m built with sunshine, fueled by inner fire A vibrant soul with an untamed desire To live authentically, to reach up higher And no...

It’s time, It took the exact amount of time it was supposed to take, You don’t make the rules, you follow them, That’s life, I didn’t make it up, It’s time to get it done and stop wasting time, You don’t like to waste money, You don’t like to waste anything you perceive has value, Yet you constantly waste your time, Enough!!!, Wake up!!, Time is more valuable than any materialistic thing you could possibly imagine, It’s Time….

(Verse 1) Dusty photographs in a worn-out frame Whispers of laughter, calling out your name Suddenly the silence feels a little too loud Do you ever reminisce, or are you lost in the crowd? (Chorus) Do you ever reminisce about our love? Like sunshine on a summer sky above Do you remember all the good times we had? Never feeling sad All the love we shared, a flame so bright Does it flicker still, in the darkest night? (Verse 2) The scent of rain on pavement, a familiar song Takes me back to where we both belonged Sharing secrets whispered, beneath hiding in our shade Do echoes of our memories ever cascade? (Chorus) Do you ever reminisce about our love? Like sunshine on a summer sky above Do you remember all the good times we had? Never feeling sad All the love we shared, a flame so bright Does it flicker still, in the darkest night? (Bridge) Maybe we’re different people now, years have flown by But our story will never truly die Just hoping sometimes, across the miles so wide That you t...

Why not reach out with curious hands, To fertile fields in learning’s land? Your mind, a vessel, empty still, Await the treasures it can fill. With nonsense, a fleeting craze, A passing fancy in a hazy maze. And knowledge is bright, it’s a guiding star, To light the path and lead you far. Choose to bloom, to bravely strive, To learn and grow, and truly thrive. For in the journey, rich and deep, The fruits of knowledge you will reap.

The question posed, as I scan my memory, Is faith a breeze, or misery? A gentle glide, a sunlit shore, Or rocky path that wounds and sores? I cannot claim a simple truth, For ease escapes my callow youth, And age still wrestles, heart and mind, With doubts that linger, intertwined. I can confess, in voice subdued, I hold a faith, misunderstood By those who see a sunlit way, And cannot fathom my dismay. It’s not a constant, burning light, But flickers in the night. It needs the tending of my soul, To keep it burning, make it whole. It’s not a shield against the storm, But fragile hope to keep me warm. It falters, breaks, then mends anew, A testament to seeing through. So easy faith? I cannot say, But difficult? In truth, today, I find it so. Yet, I believe, And in that struggle, I receive.

Fresh page is turned now, Ink bleeds hope in brand new lines, Future starts anew.

Soft fur, playful paws, Tiny yaps and wagging tails, Joy in every jump.

I wish I could write something that could brighten your day, I wish I could find the right words to motivate you in every way, “What can I write?”, “What can I say?”, “God Loves you”, “Please love and respect yourself”, “Chase God and happiness,not wealth”, I’ve said all that and much much more, Those are words that help me and motivate me, Being in love with God and being in love with myself is extremely good for my mental health, So even if I can’t motivate you, God blesses me to be able to motivate myself.

Dust rises slowly, Miles stretch out, sun beats down hard, Journey in my soul.

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.

I won’t be scared, controlled, confined, To fit a box, leave thought behind, To play the role they’ve neatly cast, And live a life that’s fading fast. I’m not a pawn in this charade, My path is mine, the choice is made. No validation do I crave, My worth is defined beyond the grave. So let them talk, let them decide, I’m living free, with nothing to hide . I have nothing to prove, you see, Just the boundless spirit that’s in me. Just the boundless spirit that’s in me.

The darkness fades, a gentle sigh, The sun is rising in my world, thank God on high. A blush of pink across the gray, A promise, “This is a new day.” The shadows flee, the doubts take flight, Replaced by golden, hopeful light. The world awakens, fresh and clean, A vibrant canvas, yet unseen. The burdens lifted, one by one, A chance to heal, repair what’s done. A clean slate offered, pure and bright, A new beginning, filled with light. So breathe it in, this morning’s grace, Embrace the hope, find your own space. The sun climbs higher, bold and free, A new beginning, just for me.

The world is leading me astray, A thousand voices clamoring today. I yearn to walk with a deliberate pace, To find the focus in this hurried race. God, first and foremost, a guiding light above, To anchor me in faith, and offer endless love. Time, a precious gift, I must learn to hold, Not let it slip like sand, growing ever cold. Family, the warmth within a loving heart, A sacred circle, playing a vital part. Health, the fragile vessel, I must tend with care, Nourish body, mind, and spirit, everywhere. Happiness, a seed to cultivate with grace, In simple joys, a smile upon my face. And me, the core, the self I cannot lose, To nurture inner strength, and choose what I infuse. So breathe, and center, let the chaos cease, Find focus in these pillars, find inner peace. God, time, family, health, happiness, and I, A balanced life, beneath a boundless sky.

The question hangs, like a rusty nail, “Do you remember, innocence’s veil?” A chipped and tarnished memory, Of something lost, that used to be. The bright-eyed stare, the trusting hand, Lost in the shifting, barren sand. A world unburdened, clean and new, A distant dream, I never knew. For in its place, a hardened shell, Guards wounds that time cannot quite quell. A knowledge bitter, bought with pain, Washes the canvas clean again. So no, I can’t recall that light, That banished shadows from the night. Innocence, a forgotten name, Consumed by sorrow, guilt, and shame.

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...

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, the cracks are small, Where nosy whispers creep and start t...

(Verse 1) Velvet shadows paint the walls Silence echoes, hear it call Dust motes dance in a single ray Whispering secrets of yesterday Darkness gathers, deep and vast A memory clings, built to last (Chorus) It’s a dark room, but I can still see love Glowing softly, like a gift from above A fragile ember in the heart of night Burning steady, a beacon of light It’s a dark room, but love is all I need Planting hope, a tiny, hopeful seed (Verse 2) Fingers tracing empty space Remembering your gentle face The scent of rain, a summer breeze Lost in sweet reveries The world outside may rage and storm But here, love keeps me safe and warm (Chorus) It’s a dark room, but I can still see love Glowing softly, like a gift from above A fragile ember in the heart of night Burning steady, a beacon of light It’s a dark room, but love is all I need Planting hope, a tiny, hopeful seed (Bridge) Maybe shadows will creep in close Maybe doubt will try to impose But love’s a strength I can’t deny A shield agai...

The Plea and the Flight (Me) I begged you stay, a desperate plea, Said leaving was a fault, you wouldn’t see. You laughed at futures, at a love that lasts, And chased the fleeting joy that fades so fast. I craved a partnership, a solid ground, While you, a wild thing, freedom-bound. Was that so wrong, to yearn for something deep? I judged it harshly, secrets I would keep. But who am I to dictate what is true? We fought, you see, only when we were through. You needed me to catch you when you fell, After the mess you made, the living jail. This isn’t love’s sweet song, a fiction spun, But truth laid bare, the damage you had done. Love songs are lies, a gamble with the heart, Ignoring all the pieces torn apart. I don’t hate you, no bitterness I claim, A remnant of affection still remains… But… (You) Wait! I’m so selfish and unkind, Yes, I departed, but leave the past behind. Believe me, darling, there was a reason why, I thought it was love, but only for a time. A season passing, young ha...

It’s complicated, People that are offended often are bothersome, On the other side, the people that actually offend people often are even worse, It’s really difficult to have an opinion because you might hurt someone’s feelings, It doesn’t matter your intentions, No one cares about how you feel, It’s all about their feelings, Your wrong for disagreeing with them, But somehow they’re right for disagreeing with you,

(Verse 1) Spinning ’round, another crowded room Smiling faces, hiding in the gloom Everyone’s pretending, searching for a spark But who can I trust with my heart, in the dark? (Chorus) Oh, my heart’s on lockdown, a fortress built of fear How do I know it’s real love, and how do I know it’s near? A whisper in the hallway, promises so sweet But what if I give love, and only meet defeat? (Verse 2) Played the game before, felt the sting of pain Built the walls up higher, locked it all away again Trying to be cautious, calculating every move But love ain’t logical, it’s got something to prove (Chorus) Oh, my heart’s on lockdown, a fortress built of fear How do I know it’s real love, and how do I know it’s near? A whisper in the hallway, promises so sweet But what if I give love, and only meet defeat? (Bridge) Maybe the risk is worth it, a leap into the unknown To break down the defenses, and let my feelings be shown To brave the possibility, of heartache and of tears And hope that true conn...

The world throws stones, a constant rain, A dripping faucet, a persistent pain. It’s always something, a new demand, Another hurdle in this shifting sand. But worry’s grip, it holds no sway, We brush the dust and greet the day. You watch and wait, a knowing glance, Expecting fracture, a defeated trance. You think I’ll crumble, fade away, Surrender spirit, lose my play. You underestimate the fire within, The strength that rises from deep within. I didn’t arrive with silver spoon, My path was tangled, met too soon With thorny thickets, barring way, Demanding payment, day by day. I cut my way in, a stubborn fight, To claim my future, bathe it in light. It started small, a tiny sliver, A crack of hope, a desperate shiver. A word, a thought, a single deed, A planted seed of what I need. And slowly, surely, chipped away, Until a path began to sway. So let the storms rage, let the winds blow, Let challenges rise, a constant show. I’ve faced the darkness, felt the sting, And learned the power ...

In the heart, a restless quest, For something just beyond, put to the test. What are we searching for, with eager hand, Across the shifting dunes of desert sand? Happiness, a fleeting butterfly, That lands a moment, then takes to the sky. We chase its wings, a shimmer in the sun, But grasp at shadows, ’til the day is done. Wealth, a towering mountain, cold and steep, That lures us upward, while our worries creep. We gather stones, and build a mighty hoard, But find the emptiness, that gold afford. Health, a fragile bloom, we tend with care, A precious gift, beyond all compare. We fight the shadows, fear the withering blight, And pray for strength, to see another light. God, a distant echo, in the soul’s deep core, A yearning upward, wanting to explore. We reach for answers, in the vast unknown, And seek connection, to be less alone. Do we even know, the truth we seek to find? Or are we lost, with visions in our mind? Perhaps the journey, is the truest prize, To search and wonder, benea...

The hill is steep, the path always unseen,  A weary heart, but spirit keen.                                 Really trying, with a furrowed brow,                    To push the doubt out right now.                                                Putting in the effort, through sweat and strain,   Ignoring the aches, enduring the pain.          Each heavy footstep, is a victory won,                 Against all odds, beneath the sun.

The clock ticks on, it’s a steady beat, A precious rhythm, it’s bittersweet. I yearn to seize each fleeting hour, And wield its potential, like a flower. To make the best of time’s swift flight, And fill its moments with pure light, Be productive, sow the seeds of gain, And watch them blossom, ease the pain. To set my sights on distant shores, And chase the goals that life implores. Each task completed, brick by brick, A grander structure, built so quick. Beyond the goals, a distant call, The dreams that shimmer, stand up tall. To reach for them, with open hand, And build a world, I understand. So let me rise, with purpose clear, And banish doubt, and conquer fear. For in this moment, I can bloom, And make my time, escape the gloom.

I didn't sleep good last night, I was up praying about everything last night, It was worth every second, I'm sleepy but my soul is feels rested, Thank God for another day, Another opportunity, I'm thankful 

The path I tread, with a righteous aim, To chase the good, to quell the shame. I strive to build, to mend and heal, With purpose strong and heart of steel. I will stumble, and lose my way, And fall so short of what I pray. I see the pitfalls, feel the strain, The weight of failure, etched in pain. I know the odds, they’re stacked so high, And destined dreams may fade and die. Yet, still I push, with weary stride, And pour my all into the tide. I fight the current, brave the storm, And keep my spirit safe and warm. For in the end, when all is done, And victory’s light has never shone, I’ll hold my head, though tears may fall, And find my pride within it all. Not in the triumph, boldly won, But in the battle, bravely run. The aching limbs, the sweat, the fight, The sheer commitment, burning bright. So let me fail, if fail I must, My heart and soul will shed no dust. I did my best, I gave my all, And that’s a victory standing tall.

(Verse 1) How do you change past mistakes, erase the lines? How do you take away the wrongs, unwind the vines? How long will shadows cling, a judgment dark and deep? For missteps in the past, the promises I couldn’t keep. (Verse 2) Positive precepts, lessons left unlearned, A stubborn path I walked, a different corner I turned. Discipline’s embrace, a comfort I denied, Leaving me emotionally battered, with nowhere left to hide. (Verse 3) I never refused the good, the righteous, and the true, Just didn’t bring the sunshine, the light to shine anew. But now I rise, transformed, a spirit taking flight, Spilling positive rhymes, bathed in hopeful light. (Verse 4) How does a person mend the wounds they didn’t see? Emotional crimes inflicted, unintentionally, maybe. Nothing against the law, no charges I must face, Just actions, words, and choices leaving a bitter trace. (Verse 5) Things that I know people saw as wrong and out of line, A fractured understanding, a truth that wasn’t mine. Have...

I used to judged you through another’s eyes, Compared our bond to borrowed skies. But now the scales have fallen free, My own perspective, uniquely me. I yearn for moments, bathed in light, With you beside me, day and night. Each millisecond, a treasure kept, A promise, softly wept For all the wasted time before, When I did not unlock your door. You’re not a frivolous, fleeting spark, A celebration in the dark. Not chained to riches, nor to fame, But present always, just the same. You stand with me in somber hues, And lift me up when I feel bruised. I seek you now, in every place, A constant comfort, gentle grace. And in your absence, I feel the sting, Thank God for you, Thank God for everything.

(Verse 1) A million whispers in the air A cacophony beyond compare Every mouth a different tale Some sweet as honey, some turn pale So many voices, vying for control Competing narratives taking their toll (Verse 2) So many points of view displayed A dazzling, dizzying parade Through filtered lenses, truths are bent On agendas, time and money spent Everyone has an opinion, loud and clear Echoing in the atmosphere, fueled by fear (Chorus) How do you distinguish what is true? When every signal’s painted red or blue? How to navigate this tangled web of lies? Open your heart and open your eyes! (Verse 3) Do you have your own beliefs, held strong inside? Or are you swayed by the cultural tide? Easier to follow, to let others lead the way But is that really living, day by day? (Verse 4) Do you question everything you hear? Or swallow whole, and hold it dear? The truth is buried, deep beneath the noise A quiet whisper, waiting for your choice (Chorus) How do you distinguish what is true? When ...

Verse 1 I remember the day they asked me how I knew, I said, "It’s not a feeling, it’s a fact, solid and true." A compass needle locked and spinning due north, A guarantee signed, sealed, and carried forth. We built a future out of late-night promises and light, Then you traded the blueprints for a silent, sudden flight. Now the silence is heavy, and the certainty is gone, And I’m left staring at the place where the foundation was drawn. Chorus They preach the gospel of 'Once-in-a-Lifetime' lightning strike, But if that was the truth, why did it fade into the night? If it was true love, then darling, why did it fail the test? Did I just confuse devotion with needing to be blessed? I’m done trying to find the answers, I’ve given up the chase, I am not looking for love, I’m just walking at my own pace, But I swear on the pieces that are scattered on the floor, I am not hiding from love, I left the latch off the door. Verse 2 I used to think love was a fixed star, burnin...

It’s a chime for dreams reborn, A quiet tick, a brand new, hopeful morn. Not a new life, shed of skin and past, But a turning tide, a future meant to last. Perhaps no easier road, no golden pave, No guaranteed sunshine to brightly wave. Perhaps the same old hills, the selfsame strife, But lived with purpose, breathing deeper life. A more fulfilling path, a soul ablaze, Each act a brushstroke in life’s vibrant haze. An accomplished journey, step by weary step, Where sweat and struggle no longer must be kept Hidden in the shadows, hidden in the fear, But celebrated victories, held close and dear. It starts right now, this moment etched in time, A conscious choice, a climb, a vibrant rhyme. And oh, the joy that floods, a shining grace, To stand right here, in this well-earned space. So happy, blessed, to see the finish line, Knowing I started, and made this journey mine

Verse 1) The clouds were gathering, a stormy gray Another day was fading fast away My shoulders slumped, my head hung low and tired Another hope, it seemed, had just expired (Chorus) But then you smiled, a light began to bloom Chasing shadows from my weary room You are the sunshine at the end of the day Washing all the worries and the pain away (Verse 2) I stumbled through the darkness, lost and blind Searching for a little peace of mind Every path I took led to a dead end street Just echoes of the failures I couldn’t defeat (Chorus) But then you smiled, a light began to bloom Chasing shadows from my weary room You are the sunshine at the end of the day Washing all the worries and the pain away (Bridge) Like a lighthouse beacon in a raging storm You guide me safely, keeping me safe and warm A gentle hand to hold, a listening ear You whisper words of comfort, banishing all fear (Chorus) But then you smiled, a light began to bloom Chasing shadows from my weary room You are the sunshine ...

Love Bird Bright song fills the air, Feathers dance in sunlit breeze, Love’s promise takes flight. Love Birds Two birds on a nest, Sharing warmth and quiet care, Love’s gentle shelter. Wings of Love Soaring through the sky, Two hearts beat as one, unbound, Love’s boundless freedom.

No clouds exist to dim the light, A canvas pure, a boundless height. The blue expanse, a tranquil sea, Reflects a sense of liberty. The air is clean, a vibrant hue, Washing the world in morning dew. The birdsong rings, a joyful sound, As blessings scatter all around. A perfect day to dream and roam, To leave behind a weary home, And bask within the solar grace, In this bright, cloudless, happy place.

The crimson bloom, a tell-tale stain, Of weeping tides, a flood of pain. Red eyes reflect a silent scream, A shattered heart, a broken dream. Deep pools they are, where stories lie, Of shadowed paths beneath a troubled sky. Each swollen lid, a chapter read, Of battles fought and secrets bred. A sinner’s gaze, though hidden deep, A burden borne, a vow to keep. Behind the shades, a soul laid bare, A history whispered on the air. These crimson windows, blurred and dim, Hold echoes of what might have been. A past that claws, a present plight, Red eyes that yearn for morning’s light.

The mind, a garden, fertile and vast, Can bloom with purpose, if anchored fast. “ Mind your own business ,” the old words ring true, Your focus sharp, on the dreams meant for you. What profit gained in knowing tales untold, Of lives lived distant, bought and sold In headlines screaming, gossip’s cruel art , Of strangers’ dramas that tear hearts apart? A tangled web, when starlight blinds the eye, And a celebrity’s life feels closer than thy. If their family’s feuds eclipse your own kin, Pause for a moment, consider what’s within. The world throws knowledge, a constant, harsh rain, But obsession’s torrent can drive one insane. Fantasy blurs, and reality’s dim, Lost in the echo of whispers and whim. The fuel of gossip , a flickering flame, Burns brightly for naught, a meaningless game. “They did what?” the whispers ignite the crowd, For fleeting excitement, voices scream loud. But the art they create , the song, or the screen, That’s where the true beauty can readily be seen. The dirty ...

 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.

Powerful words, a river, strong and deep, Can lull a soul into peaceful sleep , Or rouse a fire, fierce and bright , And set a heart ablaze with light. Your words, they echo, just the same, They possess a force, a burning flame . They can build up walls , or tear them down , They can offer solace , and wear a crown Of gentle comfort, soft and kind, Or leave behind a bitter bind . So let us choose with careful grace , The words we speak, the space they trace. My words, your words, a vibrant art , Can mend the world a nd heal the heart .

 The mind, a garden, overgrown and wild, Where seeds of thought, haphazardly compiled, Once bloomed in ignorance, a tangled mess, Of youthful arrogance, and foolishness. I wasn’t always thinking as I do, The paths of reason, then, were lost to view. My compass spun, direction undefined, A headstrong spirit, leaving sense behind. Far from perfection, still the journey calls, I’ll never grasp the sum of what enthralls. Yet looking back, a gulf I clearly see, From that rash self, that younger, heedless me. Young and unyielding, with no time to spare, No patient ear, no burden to bear. I charged ahead, a bull within a shop, Ignoring warnings, destined to misstep. But time, a healer, granted me its grace, To prune the weeds, and find a clearer space. To cultivate the soil with care and pain, And nurture wisdom, born from wind and rain. I thank the stars, the breath, the guiding light, For chances given, to make choices right. And kneeling down, with humbled heart I pray, That dawn w ill...

The velvet cloak of night descends, Darkness excites, a thrilling sense. But shadows dance, a whispered plea, Beware the dangers, you can’t see. A bump that chills you to the bone, You’re not alone, you’re not alone. Adrenaline floods , a primal call , A fight for life, to give your all. The dawn arrives, a gentle grace, A time for sleep, a peaceful space. Relax your guard, let worries cease, Find solace in the quiet peace. Dream your dreams, both grand and small, Let slumber mend , and help you stand tall. And as you drift, before you sleep, Pray your soul, the promise keep.

(Verse 1) Let me tell you ’bout Maria, a soul on fire Burning bright in circumstances, anything but higher Just my observation, a humble point of view ‘Bout a girl named Maria, and the life she lived through She craved the thrill of youth, a vibrant, pulsing beat Lost in the moment, forgetting time’s fleeting deceit No one whispered softly, “The future holds more days, Than fleeting nights of freedom, in its hazy, dizzying maze.” Sometimes she chased the hunger too hard Ending most nights drunk at the local bar (Verse 2) She wasn’t loose, she wasn’t dense Just a girl with a dream, searching her sense Where do I begin? Love’s a twisted, blinding game Maria laid her heart bare, fueled by love’s flame But the flame burned for a man, standing for nothing at all Except controlling anger, watching Maria fall (Verse 3) He disrespected, demeaned, ignored her every plea Blind to her opinions, deliberately obtuse, you see Family warned her, whispered of danger ahead “His signals are all wrong, M...

(Verse 1) A fragile bridge, it’s bowing low, Each creak a voice saying, “Let it go.” The timbers strain, the ropes unwind, Leaving futures we can’t bind. (Chorus) Almost certain, we can’t be friends, This story bends, until it ends. A heavy heart, a silent plea, But destiny’s design we see. (Verse 2) Respect I hold, a burning flame, For intellect, for voiced acclaim. I admire the spirit, strong and bright, A guiding star, in darkest night. (Chorus) Almost certain, we can’t be friends, This story bends, until it ends. A heavy heart, a silent plea, But destiny’s design we see. (Bridge) The river flows, a constant stream, Carrying us away, from this old dream. No anger here, just quiet pain, Knowing some bonds are meant to wane. (Chorus) Almost certain, we can’t be friends, This story bends, until it ends. A heavy heart, a silent plea, But destiny’s design we see. (Outro) Paths diverge, by different choice, A silent farewell, a quiet voice, The bridge will break, the river wide, We’ll wav...

It’s a battle everyday, A silent fight in the soul, Where hope and fear hold equal sway, The fight for life, a constant hum, A heartbeat pushing against the tide, Against the doubts that overrun, The problems that you want to hide. Each sunrise is a victory won, A breath inhaled, a chance to bloom, Despite the shadows, newly spun, That threaten to engulf the room. So arm yourself with strength and grace, And meet the challenges, face to face.

What can I do to paint my world with light? To lift the fog that clings and holds me down, And wear the joy that should be my crown? What can I do to reach the distant shore, Where dreams take flight and possibilities soar? To build a bridge across the doubt and fear,And know the triumph of a spirit clear? What can I do to shed the skin of old,And find the strength within, a story to be told? To sculpt myself with patience, day by day,And chase the shadows of myself away? Learn from mistakes, let kindness be your guide,And nurture hope, deep planted, deep inside. Release the grip of what you cannot change,And find the courage to rearrange. Forgive the faults, both theirs and your own too,And build a future vibrant, fresh, and new. So ask no more, but start with what you have, A heart that beats, a spirit strong and brave. For in this moment, potential starts to bloom,And you, yourself, can light up any room

“How are you doing today?” I begin, A question posed, a hopeful spin. You brace yourself, expecting cost, Another product, quickly lost. “I pray well,” I add, a gentle plea, “As you assume I’m here to sell to thee, I promise it’s not what fills your dread, My wares are different,” the words are said. My pitch: in a blink, it can all be erased, Everything vanished, no time embraced. So I sell you thoughts, of hope and love so bright, Treasures freely given, bathed in light. Positivity’s gleam, respect’s firm hand, Words said often throughout the land. I know you’ve heard them, again, again, and more, But duty calls, to reach your waiting door. To guard your joy, against the thief of gloom, To chase the shadows from your heart’s bright room. A message of peace , a love that knows no end, And faith in a God, on whom you can depend. In closing then, no brand will claim my name, No corporation profits from this game. I sell you hope, in colors yet unseen, Through creative thoughts, a vibran...

Why this dance, this veiled display? Because from childhood’s earliest day, I’ve poured my essence, raw and true, Into creations, born anew. So read between the lines, and understand, The coded language, etched by my hand. For hidden deep within these simple rhymes, Lie secrets spoken, throughout all times.

  The weight of “should have” pressed upon my chest, A tapestry of errors , that seem to never rest. I wore it daily, threads of dark despair, And only saw the flaws, the empty air Where triumphs might have bloomed, but withered low, A constant thought in my mind, “You’re not good, you know.” But somewhere, buried beneath that heavy cloak, A tiny ember flickered, barely spoke. It said, “Enough. The record isn’t blank. There’s light within you, let it rise and thank The hands that built, the heart that pushed along, The spirit fighting, fierce and bravely strong. Forget the perfect, chase the real instead, The effort given, the words kindly said. Embrace the journey, stumble as you may, And celebrate the progress, day by day. No longer chained to shadows of the past, A brighter future, built to truly last. So breathe it in, this newfound, hopeful air , And celebrate the ‘me’ that’s standing there.”

The sun-kissed sand , a silken bed, I lay down weary, thoughts unsaid. The waves , a rhythmic, gentle sigh, As worries drift beneath the sky. Relaxing here, the beach my balm, A silent, sun-drenched, salty calm. The lake , a mirror, still and deep, Where secrets ancient softly sleep. At water’s edge, I cross my knees, And breathe the air upon the breeze. Each exhale stills the inner strife, Meditating on the gift of life. The river flows, a silver thread , Through mossy stones , a verdant bed. I sit beside its winding track, And watch the world it carries back. The whispering water sets me free, Finding peace, eternally. In sand, in lake, in river’s flow, A tranquil solace, starts to grow. The earth’s embrace, a healing art, Reconnecting with my very heart. And in these moments, clear and bright, I find the stillness, pure and light.

I’m tired of the ledger in my head, Of tallying the costs of meat and bread . The endless circuit, spend and yearn and strive, For a future where the spirit can survive . I’m tired of the wanting, stark and deep, That steals my solace, robs me of my sleep . The hollow ache, the ever-present need, To plant a seed of comfort , guaranteed. And most of all, this burden I despise, The judging glint residing in their eyes . I’m tired of the measure, cold and stark, That values worth on digits in the dark . I long for silence, a world stripped clean, Where value blooms where inner gardens glean . A place where spirit sings , and hearts take flight , Released from money’s constricting, darkened night .

The moon, a sliver , hangs so high, A silent witness to my sigh. The world is hushed, a velvet cloak , And in its peace, my thoughts evoke. No gentle sleep to soothe my brow, Just questions here and now . Is this the life I truly crave? Or just a shadow in a cave ? Do choices made define my soul? Or does the future have control ? The clock ticks on , a steady beat, A constant reminder of retreat. From this deep well of shadowed thought , To face the dawn, with battles fought. But in the stillness, I can see, A fragile hope , residing in me. That even now, in darkest night , I hold the pen, to write my light.

Now the walls are built up high, Brick by lonely brick , I try, To shield my heart from future storms , The weather comes in changing forms of love that comes and love that goes, Bitter truth hidden in silence sometimes shows , Unattaching, piece by piece , Finding a fragile, hollow piece of what I thought was love, Just to find out it was pain and grief .

  You know I was wrong, I know I was wrong, The problem is I didn’t feel I was wrong until it was over, You even said I treated right, I was loyal, I loved you, And you could depend on me, That’s why at the time I couldn’t see why you were leaving me, I’m better now, much more wiser, I can say I was a boy then but I’m a man now, I know yours flaws and I know your wrongs, But we got a real love I speak never wrong of you, I really deeply love you, I know why and I kind of don’t understand why I love you so much, We are so different, We don’t talk, walk, look, or think anything in common, We just agree on love, Some people around us will never understand, They judge us by other people’s relationships, I honestly don’t know and really don’t care about anyone else’s relationship, I wonder why they care so much about ours, I tried to shield our love from this cold world, Now that I’ve grown I know that’s impossible, I wanted you to change certain things, Now that I have fallen in love w...

  What keeps us in line, the fear or the will? Is it consequence dread , or the code that we instill? Are you bound by the law, or the strength from inside? That’s the real test of self, there’s nowhere to hide. If you only play fair because you’re scared of the heat, Not from your own heart, but the troubles you’ll meet, Then your presence isn’t wanted, your loyalty’s frail, True character shines when there’s no paper trail . Because lying isn’t a crime , no handcuffs in sight, People do it all day, no legal red light. But it poisons the trust, leaves a mark on the soul , A truth left unspoken , taking its toll. So tell me your motive, what drives you to peace? Is it avoiding the drama, seeking release? Or the moral compass within, pointed true and so clear? That’s the person I’m with, they have nothing to fear.

The mask comes off, a heavy, tired thing, No longer can I force myself to sing Of sunshine days, or skies forever clear. The raw, unvarnished truth is right here: Everything is not okay. My ledger groans with bills that never cease, Each numeral a theft of inner peace. My tangled mind, a storm of warring claims, My heart, a field consumed by flickering flames. My emotions fray, a landscape wild and vast, Where tranquil moments simply cannot last. I just have problems, stark and plain and true, A constant hum of worries, old and new. That’s reality, cold and sharp and deep, While smiling faces secrets try to keep. So tell me, then, with burdens on my soul, Should I parade this fractured, broken whole? Must every step be weighted, slow, and grim? Or is there strength in showing what’s within? Should I walk around being sad? Perhaps, to simply be, is all I have.

(Verse 1) I’ve always painted in my mind the perfect woman, Like a fairytale in a book, A hazy watercolor sketch, The kind of dream my insomnia took. I would draw her out with careful lines, Her laugh, her eyes, the way she moves, Something to chase when the sunrise proves that the night’s illusions don’t survive the light. (Pre-Chorus) Then you walked in, and my entire soundtrack changed, My world went instantly bright. All those years I spent searching, Searching for a ghost, day and night. Now I’m standing face to face with my fate, My heart is going wild. (Chorus) I’m wide awake, I’m wide awake— This is my dream, but I’m standing upright, Soothing years of pain, My true love, calling out my name, I’ve met my dream girl, and I’m wide awake. (Verse 2) I used to wake up disappointed, My bedside lamp illuminating doubt, A hollow place where happiness was appointed, My imagination was like a cruel architect, Building palaces of delight, Only to watch the blueprints intersect with the ha...

The axis shifted, not with earthquake’s might, But dawn of stark, internal light. Where was I standing, on what age’s shore, When ego crumpled, and the self asked for more? Was it childhood’s sandbox, dreams of sun and sand, Or adult’s mirror, in a weary, work-worn hand? Perhaps I knew it, deep inside the soul, That center stage was never my true role. The fall from grace, the pinprick to the pride, When shadows lengthened, and the caring died. How raw the ache, to find the heart betrayed, By faces smiling, promises unmade. Did trust, misplaced, carve canyons in my soul? Each open hand, a story to be told. Of lessons bitter, etched with burning shame, The aftertaste of whispered, empty names. The future mortgaged, for a fleeting thrill, A consequence ignored, against my better will. That phantom love, a dance of smoke and lies, No shame to bear, just wisdom in my eyes. From loyalty misplaced, what harvest did I reap? The hollow echo of a promise I could not keep. Empty coffers, barren ...