Dear Pain and hurt,

I've let you tangle me.
I've let you strangle me.
No more from you.
I can't let you through.
You've given me discomfort
and extreme anguish and suffer.
This has got to stop.
No more sorrow, not a drop.
You will not control me.
You will not troll me.
I am more than you.
You cannot come through.

Sincerely good-bye,
you need to die.

Autumn leaves tell us to let go

and in winter our cares freeze in the snow.



Let seasons teach us in this life

its okay to let go, not to hide inside



As the cold blistering winds blow

let the confidence in us grow.



So let go of what is weighing you down.

It turns into snow and melts on the ground.

Precious moments.
Unexpected trials.
Awaiting postponements.
Travelling for miles.

New changes.
Up and down emotions.
High and low ranges.
Channeling over oceans.

Breathless sites.
Rising experiences.
Unsuspected heights.
Vast differences.

If you were never born,
there would be no tomorrow.
So you think that's great.
No more sorrow,
but you would never see the sun
or live to be happy.
Never embrace life to the fullest.
Nothing to wonder, nothing to be.
You were given a life for a reason.
Live it, don't live in the past.
All will be gone in a sweep.
Life goes by too fast.

Just look at your life,
it is a beautiful thing.
You wake up every morning
as the blue birds sing
and the day is beginning.

You may run into problems,
but those help you grow.
Watch your mind expand rapidly
as you embrace life's flow
and you let things go.

Every mistake is a chance
to show who we are.
We may explode like comets
or shimmer like a star
and we'll see how far.

You are amazing and incredible
no matter how many mistakes.
You were not a misfortune,
you are a rippling lake
to new destinations you'll take.

Embrace all the new opportunities
you'll have in this life.
You may make many mistakes,
but you'll be all right,
just keep being a light.

Is it too late
or do I have a chance?
I want to live for tomorrow.
I want to sing and dance.

Is there enough
time for me to see the light of day?
Am I given another chance
to reclaim my name?

The clocks are ticking
and I hear do I have enough time
to be myself, to grow,
and have what is mine.

Every moment of our lives
will all just turn into a memory.
As you walk, breathe, eat, and sleep,
this was all meant to be.

Cherish the hands you have
and embrace your feet to walk
Encourage your thoughts and
your mouth to kindly talk.

Life is a short game
that not all get to play.
You are an uniquely created player
who gets to experience it every day.

In love
with His
precious name.
With His
amazing Hands
nothing will
be the same.
I lift my hands
to praise You.
I worship
Your divine glory
for I am brand new.

Her pink dress matched
with her pink, satin shoes.
She was so excited.
All was brand new.

She twirled around
in her little, pink dress.
She loved to twirl.
It was always the best.

She wore it to school and church
and even for a few birthdays.
She dressed it up and down
in all different ways.

She one day outgrew that dress
which made her sad,
but that dress lasted
and she was glad.

Later on in her life
she was truly blessed
with a precious, little girl
who she put in a little, pink dress.

You only have one smile,
one laugh and one body.
You only have one life.
Make it all worthwhile.

Time goes by so fast.
You wake up every morning
for some purpose and reason
because time flies on past.

Your life is a beautiful chance.
because you only live once.
Don't let time waste.
It can be gone in a glance.

There are some days
you feel kinda down.
When you are staring below,
you should look around.
There are a million petals
glistening violet hues.
There is vibrant green grasses
shimmering with the morning dew.
Butterflies are spreading
their wide, flashing wings.
Blue birds are chirping
along as the spring sings.
So admire the beauty.
Let it open your heart.
Once you are refreshed,
then that is a start.

in a dark forest
creaky branches rumble,
her heart beats heavily,
every step she stumbles.

her bare feet beaten
for how lost she became,
every step and every path
were all just the same.

blood streamed down
and roads too far from start,
her feet were lost,
but especially her heart.

Over 2000 years ago,
one baby arrived to save.
Show kindness to sinners,
and rise from the grave.

Born to show us
love isn't always beautiful.
Smelly stables and beating blood
would be suitable.

To show us love
in unusual ways.
To be kind, reach out,
and to love always.

Sometimes in life we may be
surrounded in smelly barns.
Beaten and bruised in blood,
but that's love conquering our storms.

In the distance
a breeze is blowing
to the flowers
pale and glowing.
She clutches each one
close to her beating heart.
Lovely lilacs they are.
Lovely to the color chart.
She glazes afar
with a thought of bliss to share.
As she carries these pale flowers
with tender love and care.

Love,
such a simple word.
Can be so much more
when it is heard.
Love,
a precious gift.
Giving us peace
and our heart a lift.
Love,
more than you can think.
When meant to be,
hearts are in sync.
Love,
will always be present.
If it true and genuine,
then it is meant.

Every moment they spent together.
They had deep conversations,
fun trips, and great changes,
but their love was forever.

One day forever was gone
when an accident occurred.
Time was worthless,
his body wasn't strong.

She grasped his hand
and he squeezed one last time.
She felt the last bit of strength
of her sickly man.

Tears rushed like a waterfall.
Her face so red she couldn't breathe.
She wasn't ready for this,
but whoever is at all?

Her heart carried him inside.
She didn't want to let go,
but one day she knew
it was time to say goodbye

True love
can move mountains,
heal hurting hearts,
and rise above.
True love
makes wise choices,
will always be there,
and makes your heart
flutter like a dove.
Devotion
can beat any obstacle,
and march everything
in motion.
A sweet feeling
can mend every inch
of overwhelming pain,
and give us full healing

Make a wish...
she blows
and watches
the delicate bristles
dance to the sky
where all her daring hopes
and prominent dreams
can become true...

Just a few pleasant words
can make someone's day.
A compliment or smile
can impact in so many ways.

Take some time today
and throughout this week
to make someone's day
and to be kind and meek.

Master of light
glistening through the night.
Shines high above a high hill
and motions over waters never still.

Full as a giant orange in the sky
lightening as owls fly by.
Stars surround the giant light
which makes it the master of the night.

Everyday may seem
like a mess,
but just remember
you are blessed.
You are living
breathing in your lungs.
You are dancing
to songs needing to be sung.
You are alive
that is most important.
You have destiny,
a birth meant to be.

in the mist
of the seas,
the water brushes
against her toes,
sun bellows down
to night sky
and she stays
as water goes...

Cold, windy night
e
    m
        e
              r
                  g
                      e
                            d
into a brilliant sight
as the pale moon light
glistens so bright.

She looked at herself in the mirror.
She wished that all her fat would disappear.
She thought she was ugly
because all she felt was chubby.

Her heart sunk when she went shopping
because she always felt like stopping.
She did find clothes and decided to try them on
but it seemed like all hope was gone.

She tried on one silky, red dress.
She thought "It fits fine, I guess."
She stepped out to look at the mirror
and say a lady sitting right near.

She signed at her image
and all she could do was grimace.
"You look amazing" someone said.
Her eyes bugged out as she turned her head.

Pushing all the negative feelings,
she finally realized she actually was appealing.
The woman smiled as she started to smile
and that smile lasted a long while.

She went out in that dress
and she totally felt her best,
but it wasn't the dress that made the part
it was the happiness and confidence in her heart.

Awoken by the
sun
from a night's peaceful
slumber
Safe in my blankets
under.

Eyes glaze beyond my
window.
Rise of a new
beginning
got me dancing and
singing.

A new day has
begun.
The sun is brightly
shining.
The day is full of
surprises.

Bright in the crisp, morning sky.
Shining over mountains so high.
Glistering in the arising dawn.
Shimmering a light upon.

New beginnings start this day
as the sun rises in a blessed way.
Glowing over the majestic hills.
Blossoming over the flowered fields.

Rose blossoms absorb the sunlight.
Needed for their breath-taking sight.
Birds chirping as dawn begins.
The sun now awakens.

Grab my hand.

I won't let you drown.

I am the lifeguard

relieving you back to dry ground.



Don't be afraid.

These waves won't last for long.

They'll splash and crash

and soon be gone.



Hold on tight.

You can swim.

You will always be safe

when you are with Him.

Blue skies
green grasses,
golden sunrise,
umber masses.

Scarlet roses,
ivory clouds.
lovely aroma.
quiet sounds.

Liberty waves,
silver hills,
long days,
beautiful thrills.

I scream
but you don't hear.
I cry,
but you don't shed a tear.

I break,
but you don't care.
I reach out,
but you don't dare.

I shatter to pieces,
but there's no glue.
I break in everything
you put me through.

I need,
but you won't love.
I'm alone,
you don't think I'm enough.

Believe
with all your heart.
Always hope
from the start.
Don't give up
break free
Don't stand back
just believe.

If He can carry a cross,
He can carry you
when you're lost.

No matter the storm
you go through
He will always
carry you.

Just take His hand
and let Him know
that you will never
let Him go.

say good-bye
to the sun
no more blazing
it's time to be gone

lower down
to disappear
such a lovely light
when you were here

settling to
another blue, starry,
and glorious night
time to be sparkly

I look in
your deep
hazel eyes
and your
pleasant face.
Close to you,
there
your heart
is in the
right place.
Next to mine

Twisted, golden curls
bounced on her red, silk dress.
A theatre full of surprise and tension.
Everyone dressed in their best.

Iced sequins glistened
as she strutted her way in.
Dark, leather seats cushioned her body
and the show was ready to begin.

She imagined her life so grand
like the gorgeous actress on stage.
Living a tale of majeed ventures
unraveling after each page.

Gracile finger tips tapped with wit
on the charred arm rests.
Music so melodic and mighty
mulling of the plot's earnest quests.

Her eyes blinked and a tiny droplet
streamed when the play was done.
Another one to be portrayed,
who knew what was to come?..

Such a peaceful night.
Fireflies flaring around the gloom.
The moon glitters
as the twilight flowers bloom.

She lays quietly
and listens to the crickets chirp.
Soft sounds echo in her ears
and nothing can disturb.

Light shimmers on her blue dress
and reflect on her cerise hair.
The stillness keeps her at ease
not a strain, not a care.

She breathes the misty air
of this perfect, breezy night.
She opens her blueberry eyes
at this refulgent, shining light.

She faced many battles as she could,
saving many people's lives,
but her own heart was breaking
and losing air to survive.

Every time she saved someone's life,
she would neglecting her own.
Never thinking of herself,
who was abandoned and alone.

She cared more for others,
but they did not for her.
She made her needs non-existent,
and they became a blur.

Every problem she had
she tried to ignore,
but soon her body was too weak,
and couldn't take no more.

your smile,
your face
can brighten
any day
of someone
in need

all you ever
have to do
is be beautiful,
be you,
and believe.

I remember when my heart

was no longer yours.



Agony and pain would fester

as little bits of misery poured.



Another day of holding back

a fountain of bottled up tears.



Having this hurt inside of me

for days, months, and I hope not years.



Today I'll remember

you are not my valentine...



Because your heart

is no longer with mine..

underwater

I drown.

underwater

  no sound



deep in troubles

  I try to muster a grin

deep in troubles

  I try not to sink in



no matter the depth

  I'll make it to dry land

no matter the depth

  I know that I can

Slush and stirring
snow.
Flakes sprinkle down and
glow.
Brisk winds bluster and
blow.
Crisp piles of ice
below.
Sparkles in the sky
show.
A wonderful winter we
go!

She lay and wait by the tree
reading her exciting book.
She felt a chilly breeze
at her face as the trees shook.

Intrigued in her reading,
she read how the town was saved
and everyone was happy at the end
and new beginnings were paved.

She look at her watch
and couldn't believe the time!
It was 11:00,
and the bus was supposed to be at 9.

She was engrossed in her book,
she completely missed the bus.
Now when she will have to walk home
and her mother will make a fuss!

Under the deep depth
of the black undertone of her eyes
is a world of extreme imagination
expanding to a great size.

A mind so enchanting
full of wonder and bright ideas.
Exploring wondrous thought trials
sacred and sweetly at ease.

A luminous light
blossomed a bulb in her mind.
Thirsting for adventurous words
only she could pine.

Grapes on a vine.
Lilacs in a field.
Purple is so divine.
Purple is so real.

Violet in her eyes.
Lavender in a candle.
Purple is a sweet surprise.
It's hard to mishandle.

Sea urchins in the sea.
Sea shells on the shore.
Purple is the color of royalty.
Purple is so much more.

Purple is in the pen that writes.
Writing words so bright.
Purple are the wings of a butterfly.
Spreading its wings so high.

Purple is the dress she wears.
Purple is a color that cares.
Purple is loyalty.
Purple is what describes me.