Lord,
you tell me to serve you,
but I haven't heard even a whisper
about this path and purpose
you intend me to pursue.

God said
“love your enemies”
but he didn't tell us
what to do when it hurts,
when a piece of your heart it attached to every kind word and gesture
that then gets picked apart
and shredded into shards that shoot
right back at me.

Our Father affirms
how we must forgive our trespassers,
but he didn't tell us how to repair the damage,
how to stop being taken advantage of,
or how to stand up for ourselves.
He didn't tell us how to end the the cycles,
just how to continue them
by turning over your other cheek
and not withhold even your tunic.

Jesus preached
about how we should love our neighbors as ourselves,
but he didn't say what to do when you’re full of self-hate
or when nobody cares that you care about them
because they're too busy trying to get someone else's approval.

He also said
"Don't let your hearts be troubled”
but he didn't say what to do
when they don't listen to you,
when there's so much at stake,
when your world caves in,
when you're cast aside like dust
but the world still wants to much,
or when you're just not happy and you don't know why everything is so hard,

or when you're wide awake at night,
knowing
the ones you care about the most
could be on the verge of breaking
their skin.

If the world has no meaning, why do I stay? Is it not because, even in the bitterness, there is one thing worth waiting for? And if all sweetness is the same, why does my heart turn away from them, longing only for the one that makes it tremble in delight? Perhaps meaning is not in the world itself, but in choosing to wait—for the one thing that alone can quench your hunger.

Strength is not a raging river or a roaring tiger.
Strength is bravery in small, significant things.
Even the smallest things can be significant.
Importance is not decided by money or popularity.
It is chosen by value, meaning, and purpose.
We are not brought into this world only to consume.
We are given the strength to create and choose.
Choose strength every time you are given a choice.
The hardest decisions are the most important, and
Great heights are best seen from your lowest point.

Reason One-
He spoke, and light was born,
dividing Heaven from the void.
He parted seas so Israel could run,
forgives our sins-
the Blessed One.

Reason Two-
She saw me for me.
A lighthouse standing tall,
she pulled me from the sea.
I was the storm,
she was the calm.

Reason Three-
My strength, walking free.
Made me a father, reshaped my sight,
tore down walls I built too high.
A treasure unchained-
she is my why.

Reason Four-
She is my heart to the core,
the center of my world.
She opened doors
to a purpose far beyond my own.

Reason Five-
He is the fire that fuels my drive.
His innocence fills my soul,
his joy pushes me for miles.

As life tick-tocks around the wheel of time,
these five reasons lift me up,
push me forward,
call me higher-

every single time.

Love,romance

The commonest emotion

I've seen ,heard and felt

Pitiful if you ask me

It's beginning blinds us so

That the middle and end is a blur

Just another page we've torn of our lives

The greatest of them fall

So why bother then

It's simple

It's hope when there's non

Even the most eloquent or the majority

Do promises such pleasure

But I haven't seen one
That met such expectations

Just like our fingers

We can't be loved the same

One could be broken person

who is promised a good stitching

Other needs a sense of completion

The purpose of it is still a mystery

That its not worth holding my breath for.

Nothing can stop the unquenchable fire,
fed by the flame of the deepest desire.
 
Born of a purpose, intent that is true
in the one who's determined to do what they do.
 
One who believes it can always be done.
One who won't quit till the battle is won.
 
One who gets up every time that they fall.
One who dreams big, regardless how small
 
they may seem in this world of confusion and doubt.
No, nothing can stop one who's figured it out –
 
that the universe bends to the purpose and fire
of the one who holds true… to their deepest desire.

What do I live for?
This is a question many people including myself ask.

Society has consumed the idea that
if we don’t HAVE an ultimate goal
or a perfect life plan,
then our life is meaningless.

You see there’s so much
unrealistic expectations
that are placed on yourself
for simply wanting to reach a perfection
that doesn’t exist.

To this I say:
No.
Not because you don’t have the next 10 years planned it doesn’t means your value is less

Personally,
this is my answer to that question.
What do I live for?

In all honesty I don’t have a goal for my life.
I’m not planning on becoming the next
superstar, or millionaire.
I live day to day.

I don’t expect anything more out of life,
than to simply be happy.

I don’t think you need a reason to live.
You don’t have to live for the idea of perfection.
You don’t have to live for goals you might not even reach.
Simply live because you want to.
Find a fulfillment in life.

Having your future predestined is ridiculous.
Sometimes I can’t even see my future
in the next year.
The world might end tomorrow,
but all you were focused on was the next day, not this one.
If you live preparing one day ahead when are you truly alive?

Practicing slowing down is
sacred and important.
Moments of peace in quiet rooms,
in the sunsets,
morning coffee,
a good book.
These are moments are the I live for.

I live because I know..
despite my own flaws and struggles.
Life is too short to waste.

searching for a temporary fixation
that could fix your life,
you don't lack in the dedication department,
but your focus is scattered
and your effort's half-hearted.
and you want to get out of here so badly,
stuck in a loop of endless quotations,
but your mind's been underperforming lately,
sending out "save the date" invitations
to a preemptive memorial service.
that grave's been waiting around for a purpose
ever since the first final warning.
you're not stalling, just weighing your options,
looking convincing in that little black lie.
maybe calling it quits is your calling,
doubling down on the hibernation mode,
half-awake around half past five,
searching for a temporary fixation
that could fix your life.