Forgiving those who cause your heart to ache
That isn't such an easy mission to complete
It's like getting sting twice by the same snake
That's why the hearts of men is as concrete.
Whether it be your parents, a close friend,
A coworker, or a family member
Once your heart was broken it's hard to mend,
It's a scar you will always remember.  
I once forgave someone who stained my heart,
It wasn't easy to grant them forgiveness,
But it wasn't too late for me to start.

Written by: Kevarie O. Leslie

Poetry is my heart
From my brain thoughts depart
Poetry is a abstract work of art
That is where life truly start

Winds which fly like birds
They are the beginning of words
Poetry is my heart
We will never part

When my heart beats
Power and words become sounds
Poetry is my heart
Poetry is life
Poetry is my precious knife.

For the wicked, death is desolate;
For the righteous, life is immaculate,
Obtain wisdom, and you shall live for eternity;
Only then shall ye dwell with the Trinity,
The fascinating gift of life is infinity.

Flue from the east
Meant to slue the beast
Beelzebub rest in peace

At the starting line I started,
But I was quickly distracted
Flue from the east
On a mission like a priest.

The gentle rain birds flue in the firmament of heaven, as the distressed pigeon desperately searched for food.
Dry leaves fell, never to return to it's branch, as the new leaves flourished.
For hours I watched the rain, as billions of tiny rain drops departed from above

By: Kevarie O. Leslie

A visit to the land of dreams
It's not as bad as it seems

Spirits travel while we sleep
Traveling to the spirit heap

Every second a spirit is release
Every second a spirit is cease

Laying on my bed
Lifeless like a loaf of bread

Sometimes spirits loose track
Will your spirit make it back

Back to the third dimension
Certain things I just can't mention.

By: Kevarie O. Leslie

Thy anger I shall deflect
Thy energy I shall reject
Thy ways are not correct.
A heart of hate is like unto heavy weight,
So lets exercise love, then shall our hearts be as free as the clouds above.

By: Kevarie O. Leslie