Latest Poems
I’ll See You On The Other Side
Whispered Coffessions
I Don’t Know How But I Love You
KEPT IN THE DARK
NO VALIDATION
DEAD WITHIN
A SIGH OF RELIEF
NO VALIDATION
Whispered Coffessions
I Don’t Know How But I Love You
I WANT TO LEAVE
NOT WITHOUT THEE
NOT WITHOUT THEE Who says we can do without Thee, our creator? Else we will be lost in this wearied and dreadful world. His love redeems all sorrows and sinfulness, His strength in us shall help and uplift us from our woes, With tremendous zeal and passion. Not without
SLUMBERLAND TOGETHER
I’m drifting away to slumber land, my dear, Where dreams envelop me, oh, so near. Come, hold my hand, let’s go astray, In the world of slumber, let us play. Beneath a sky adorned with stars so bright, We’ll dance through moonbeams, our souls taking flight. Soft lullabies whisper
MAYHEM OF THE WICKED
In twisted minds, a scheme unfolds A web of lies, a trail of gold Deceitful hearts, a path of stone Mayhem born, a tale now told The wicked ones, they laugh with glee As chaos spreads, their power to see Their reign of terror, a dark delight Leaving scars,
THE OLD YOU DIED
Trying to get back to the old that faded away, The old you no longer exist, Stop visiting the past, you wouldn’t be glad to realize it’s just a memory left Life happened, the thug you went through and experiences caused the old you to fade, Yes, you changed,
SURVIVED BY GRACE
SURVIVED BY GRACE Struck down by the sorrows of this world, Worrying about when the next misfortune will set in, Persecuted by my thoughts daily and felt abandoned, Criticizing myself for not being able to keep up with the pace, Questioning my existence, forgetting I had plans and God’s
WHERE DO I GO?
There are tensions all around me, encircling doom, emanating sorrow, I am wondering how I’d be successful, How to get peace of mind and harmony of life, How to get away from the tensions strumming me, How to get that perfect match? Where do I go? I don’t know
FORCES
FORCES Something about forces you might want to know, Read it soft and slow every day but most importantly now. The troubles of life are sometimes orchestrated by these forces, And most created by our deeds and failure to see the future. These forces act on negativity (negative thoughts,
I HAVE A STORY TO TELL
I have a story to tell, both sweet and sour, Of moments filled with joy, and those of dark hour. It starts with a tale of love, tender and true, Yet hurdles awaited, as love often do. In the depths of spring’s embrace, I first met, A whirlwind of