: ALLOWABLES What I think, as I watch it die painfully slow under my feet; crushed legs and open stomach, small as a spider can be, because it couldn't fight back. Because it didn't run quick enough to disappear under a rock or into some corner I don't think I'm allowed To kill somet...Read more

📍Dieu, propose ses promesses fiables. Lui-même en garantit la réalisation. 🤝 Exemple, la promesse concernant le fils aîné d'Abraham. Dans Genèse 17 : 20, Dieu lui dit : "À l'égard d'Ismaël, je t'ai exaucé. [...] je ferai de lui une grande nation." 😨 Mais après cette promesse vint l'épreuve de la...Read more

New year new breath in my chest I woke up saying, “Thank You God, I passed the test.” New year new orbit I shifted my lane Left old timelines drifting in spiritual rain... I don’t chase what broke me I rise where I am sent God turned my spirit to heaven’s intent... I shed old skins like a cosmic ...Read more

The world feels like it’s cracking— not slowly, not quietly, but loud enough to wake the dead. Children are dying before they learn to read. Churches crumble under the weight of bombs meant to silence faith. Families are torn like paper in the wind, names erased before they’re ev...Read more

You said you wanted to earn back my trust And then you lied. And lied. And lied Repeatedly to my face You knew I hate liars And you did it anyways You keep disproving every promise you ever made to me You say you still love me None of your actions show any compassion....Read more

Bury my love where the earth is deep, past the earthworms who traveled more freely than we. Bury it where the shovel groans. Against a sediment far stronger and older. - Bury my love beneath the trees, that once leaned heavy with the fruits of compassion. Bury it below the softened bodies, of lush...Read more

​In the hush where the unseen resides, A whispered number, where truth confides, The sequence rolls: Four, Two, One, and Nine, A tapestry woven, a pattern divine. ​The strength of the Four, the anchor we seek, Foundations built solid, promises meek, It speaks of hard work, of order and plan, The ear...Read more

“Even the fiercest crown cannot armor a bleeding heart.” The King’s Monologue He, a king who reaps the truth from mortal eyes; His tongue a sword, that cleaves the swollen ego. His eyes, though dull, pierce hearts steeped in envy. Brave is the king that soaks in bloody truth, and washes gold...Read more

Compassion without expectations, Of a reaction, Needing no validation, Supportive without selfishness, Intrinsically, Displaying, Empathy without judgement, Respecting the story, As well as the person, Talking about it Instead of staying silent, Openness will set you up for healing, Now rest for a ...Read more

I was always afraid. Afraid of the metallic tang of blood that I swore I could taste every morning, after waking in cold sweat from another nightmare. Lifeless bodies lay on the floor, grief hanging thick in the air, spirits whispering to me: “Do you remember how you buried me… even though ...Read more

I do not write I bleed eternity into paper. My pen is a blade, and every verse is a wound that refuses to heal. Silence fears me, for I carve thunder into its bones. I am the poet who makes absence scream, who burns emptiness into meaning. My ink is rebellion, my stanza a battlef...Read more

In the last light of this season the world has bowed in pain Homelessness has risen like a storm with no refrain... Jobs lost Doors closed Families drifting without land And still we stand called by God to reach out with an open hand... Mothers ration meals so their babies make it through the nigh...Read more

Love likr hers is serene, it is her call, That brings unspoiled repose to me sublime, And new-made, bequeath remain this sweet time, Compassion sates this tender musical, And each note gently falls, and I will fall, E'en more in love, entangl'd are our bequeaths, And sovereign joy continuously breat...Read more

Most days, I feel like Yonah (Jonah) It would be a lie if I said it wasn't true. Echos in my head of "I dont care," I don't care what the people are doing or what they are not doing. I don't care that the people relish in lawlessness like a pig bathing in mud. Why should I speak? Seems like a wast...Read more

I paint the sky with my verses, I get lost in poetry universes, I give humans my poems, my art, For writing poetry I give my heart. My entire life I will writing poems, With this passion I will not have problems, I became happy with this passion, In another place I don't find this compassion. I wi...Read more