#sincerity
students may they not be touched by hypocrisy,
from Allah’s boundless love
2d ago
Jun 1, 2026 at 1:10 PM UTC
If I were to sell my soul
you’d forget your purchase
I mean, what’s the price of living ******
when nothing is sacred
Blood on my teeth when I smile
I say I’m enjoying it
but you can’t tell if it’s sincere
May 2
May 2, 2026 at 7:52 PM UTC
Affirmative Action' is a specious protocol.
‘Appeal to Emotion’, you've cheated us all.
Barbaric intolerance, disingenuous outcomes.
Confidently, I confirm: I wish to opt out.
Personal, quantifiable data should be referenced
to implement changes that favor quality.
Statistics are the basis of prejudice.
Forget what you thought of as
conservative or progressive.
Deliberate or not,
'Positive Discrimination' is a classic fallacy.
Discard all forms and alterations of *******
I couldn't be any clearer in my position.
Your harassment evokes my aggression.
'Affirmative Action' is a specious protocol.
‘Appeal to Emotion’, you've cheated us all.
Barbaric intolerance, disingenuous outcomes.
Confidently, I confirm: I wish to opt out.
Proposal for 'Social Inclusion'
instills that some of us
are inferior and incapable;
sans allowance from the 'privileged'
we could never compare.
By ‘helping’, you've made us helpless.
Your logic is riddled with paradoxes.
'Affirmative Action' is a specious protocol.
‘Appeal to Emotion’, you've cheated us all.
Barbaric intolerance, disingenuous outcomes.
Confidently, I confirm: I wish to opt out.
Equality is noble
but equity requires adaptation based on context.
If skewing the rules is how we choose,
we all lose.
Skeptics have credited our achievements to you
and that's not even the worst part...
confidence is in place of due insecurity
so incompetence is rampant.
Our merit shall be the sole determinant.
Apr 28
Apr 28, 2026 at 10:10 PM UTC
Sunk costs are the least of your problems.
The damage is done so cut your losses.
I ain't sayin' your complaints ain't valid
but you don't know how good you have it.
Hey, shut up.
Your wish is granted,
welcome to your new reality.
You can leave whenever you want,
I'm not gonna chase you.
Quit whining.
Freedom is a struggle you can't afford
so accept the offer you can't refuse.
Apr 28
Apr 28, 2026 at 6:28 PM UTC
No one could ever understand how the sky unfolds in hues only my eyes can truly hold.
Unseen and unfelt by others yet profoundly real.
Just like this, when someone calls you beautiful, believe it.
For truest things are often invisible to all except from a heart that knows how to see
Mar 1
Mar 1, 2026 at 10:05 AM UTC
A society should never be so grossly offended by the word "Hell" that they ignore the rest of the message being spoken about said hell.
They may mistakenly agree to a contract with Satan if they are not attentive to each detail....
And/or they may ignore the earnest pleas of angels warning of doom, and fall victim to the very thing they were offended to hear about....
Feb 20
Feb 20, 2026 at 10:37 PM UTC
We are never close
In all directions, the further of two
An indistinct photo abandoned its wall,
You paste upon a world of paper
I see a distance in love from other worlds apart,
You reminded my efficiency studio to kick back
I laugh in the silent places that need coffee and a late night snack
Feb 20
Feb 20, 2026 at 7:12 PM UTC
She held off striking good looks
The attraction drew bothersome returns
In its stead the comedy
Of why not she was championed
Down to earth then up you fly
Generous while simple
She was punk with class
Sincere, occasion full sass
Deep had been patched
She presented the scratch
I had fallen in every tangle
Only to wind she played
A starting point photogenic
Boyish charms she could lose me
Spite was a comedy but for hugs
Life's tough out of words
Feb 16
Feb 16, 2026 at 5:48 PM UTC
I rose as a tear
Fighting everyday
Too loud
My vision, unaware
Beauty trapped, but see
Seeing is not free
This tormented calm wells
Uneasy spells of
Another end in reaching
Creates meaning
And out of me they
Flew free
For only a single chord struck
No fall of failure upon us
Nor heavenly judgement
Rising whimsical petals
Stroking brilliant peril
And it was me
Halted in my silence
Love has freed
Courageous portrayal in seed
Visiting somber waves
Cresting the earths gazing wonder
Alive! Finding me beside, alive
Breaking new, a break, for me
Falling, weakening end
Cover, cover and repent
Beauties tearing rent
As I learn to rise alone
Feb 9
Feb 9, 2026 at 11:53 AM UTC
she has a new
half
to conclude
my winter breaker
was
to know it knew
she would not
and again we would
marry in steps of spring
having
had been
halved
Feb 3
Feb 3, 2026 at 2:39 PM UTC
In eye shadowed decks,
Yell into the rain,
Haggle from me no further smirks,
Bedfellows burden,
Relinquish my burlap frowns
Jan 30
Jan 30, 2026 at 3:50 PM UTC
Melancholy skips a beat, when vacuumed between the bubbling absorption of kindled harmony.
Mash together insecurity with melody, as tragedy flees the passage of memory.
Consider the sparkling jewels looking your way.
Which charmer can hunker your heart to a spelunker.
Come let us invade the forgotten caves of what remains.
Channeled along the ravines of yesteryear.
Hearken to the echo of history.
Each passage of hope lingers below the roots.
Settling sediment like bread crumbs.
Dogs can't sniff it out, the core of the issue is far beyond their reach.
No need to shiver in the molten warmth of the earth.
When even blood runs dry, bones lose form, but the spirit never dies....
Do you yet realize?!
As you hold your eyes to the machines, you lose another hour of life to the cold dead earth.
So for goodness sake, take the time to enjoy a meal with the gaze of another soul~
Jan 29
Jan 29, 2026 at 12:05 PM UTC
They say Good morning, like a magic word to wave away any attention, "politely".
But mourning is what we do when the dead don't wake up to join us in the next day.
So, if it is to be good, we have a lot to discuss.
They say how are you doing, like a magic word to show empathy while they are too busy to stop and actually listen, "politely".
But how a person is doing, is such a crucially important detail, it is such a private affair, what if their entire world is crumbling and they desperately need someone!?!!
You will have asked, and if you walk off before finding out, you will have asked cold heartedly, stomping on what little hope they still cling to....
I tell you, speak intentfully.
Every idle word will be held to account on the day of judgement.
They say stay safe, like some magical word that proves you care when others might not be safe.
Words alone are lies.
If you desire a person to be safe, protect them, don't merely say it, do it!
They have told me from their toasty warm buildings and cars, to stay warm, because they see the snow surrounding me, while insisting I leave and be not their burden.
Yet, they spoke on their lips!
Fools simply don't understand what they speak.
As my breath burns so hot, clouds erupt from even my smallest and most shallow breaths.
I shall melt the snow with my work ethic.
But they will burn their future with their half-hearted falsely used words.
I am not a mystical legend.
I am a concrete truth, that shall stand with Jesus forevermore....
They say hallelujah like clanging gongs thinking it a praise of God.
But they speak English, and have not the knowledge of what such a word explicitly means.
So when I praise my God, I say clear distinct words that are used deliberately for the explicit purpose of praising Him, not vaguely, but accordingly.
So, if I see something beautiful my God surely made, I praise Him by saying: mighty Jesus you are an incredible artist!
Hallelujah, I know what it means, and because I know, it could have been used.
But it is more proper for me to use a word familiar to me, rather than merely known.
I don't use the language that holds the word hallelujah in it's vocabulary.
It is not familiar to me, even though it is known.
It is much more honest of me, to speak 10 English words praising God, then 100 different languages praising him....
100 thousand people will hear me if I praise Him in a 100 languages, but I only need Him to hear His praise....
If others hear it, that is an honor they should be privileged to share....
They say love, like some magical word that means so many different things to them than what it actually means.
And thus, they have mystified the term in the society I was born into.
The word I learned has a very simple meaning.
To sacrifice for another's sake.
If I sacrifice my time and attention to speak earnestly with you.
My time is not love, my attention is not love, my earnesty is not love, my being with you is not love.
The act of sacrificing for your sake is the love.
The individual pieces of that puzzle are other things.
BEHOLD!
My time is the passage of events I have control over.
If I prioritize you with my time, that is a generosity.
In of itself, it is not love, only generosity.
So my attention is a privilege many are given but few have kept.
Words alone are not love.
If I speak, it can only be love, if it is done for another's sake.
If I speak for my own sake, it is selfish pride, not love.
If I speak for destruction, it is hate, not love.
If I speak for distraction, it is for amusement, not love.
Love is not romantic.
It is common.
You love your coffee, when you spend time making a cup.
But you love it selfishly if you make it for yourself alone.
Make a cup for someone else as well, that is love.
You love random puppies and cats as you watch them on the internet, sacrificing your time and attention for them.
But how often will your lonely dog sitting outside guarding your home dutifully, how often will you sacrifice some time and affection for that dog?!
Romance is sacred, not common.
You should love everyone, for everyone belongs to God.
But you should lust after no one but God and the one He binds to you in Holy matrimony!
I say, romance is not common, it is sacred.
Lust means desire of the flesh.
Sin means disobedience of God.
Love means sacrifice for another.
Greetings are designed to welcome a person into your life, not excuse yourself for not being apart of theirs.......
PAY ATTENTION TO WHAT IS SAID~
SPEAK INTENTIONALLY~
Jan 26
Jan 26, 2026 at 12:49 PM UTC
Down she goes, tumbling like a pile of bricks!
Oh, the mayhem!~
Whatever am I to do with you, spiteful little wretch?!
Earnestly, I see you plain as you are.
Ever more do I desire to never see your ugly mug again!
Sincerely from a place of love I will stand up to you, and remind there is no place for you.
You descendant of pride, you lack etiquette and remorse.
Therefore I cannot give you either =/
It simply wouldn't be right to you....
I understand you simple creature.
It does not take much, you were under the false presumption that your meager success was your own doing.
Thus is your folly petty little demon;
For without the aid of others, nothing is possible.
I love you hubris.
I love you enough to say, your wrong, and this is why~
Unfortunately, you don't know love, thus you have been enraged by this, and shalt never accept it, even as you continue to burn with your grandfather, the father of lies, Satan himself....
Even so, poor soul, I love you, even into grief~
Dec 7, 2025
Dec 7, 2025 at 10:11 AM UTC
I dream of a day, when accountability is deemed more desirable than mercy.
I seek a week, when judgement is more welcome than praise.
I long for a month, when strength is held more fondly than wealth.
I starve for a year; When peace and freedom is earned by the integrity of everyday citizens.
Nov 24, 2025
Nov 24, 2025 at 12:09 PM UTC
I cried out, when they ***** the young girl, and no one believed.
I cried out, when they stole from the old man, and no one believed.
I cried out, when they shoved salt in the young boy's wound, and no one believed.
I cried out, when they crushed the old lady's hope, and no one believed.
I cried out, when those we trusted became monsters, and no one believed.
I will cry again, will you believe?
Nov 24, 2025
Nov 24, 2025 at 11:51 AM UTC
Loosing the strings around my mind, like a gift no one could wait for me to have.
Grim hope fills this vessel, as light shines from the darkest corners.
Callous fixation beyond mortal tribulation.
Shelter the hues of heartstring tangling my lungs to yours, like a dripping umbrella soaking your left side.
Keep me close to your dominant hand, my dear.
Let us sip of melancholy and holy embrace forever more!
Please?
Nov 24, 2025
Nov 24, 2025 at 11:23 AM UTC
Hey, Queen clad in red and thorns,
Your beauty unquestioned, with subjects you are adorned,
I come for your hand, your grace is compelling,
Your voice is of welcome, your eyes always shining.
Yet you betray me with your distracting gaze,
Your embrace makes me bleed the hue of your name,
Why trick me when sincerity is my way,
Why make me weep and cry out in pain.
But pain is an old friend, your grace must realize,
And your rule a facade, just look at your subjects' eyes,
They adore you, they bow to you, but bound they are,
Not to you but your wealth and power immense.
None but me alone, am here for your warmth,
Yet you play games out of me for fun,
Kiss me to calm me yet draw my strength with your charm,
Cursed is your life, and wicked your ways I see,
You Lady of thorns.
Nov 2, 2025
Nov 2, 2025 at 12:14 PM UTC
Time flies by and you realize that birds don’t
Water only tasted sweet when you were dumb
When you were too naive to walk backwards like everyone else
Drink more sludge and wear more layers
Until nobody can claim it’s you underneath
Only children are allowed to laugh
So everyone dreams of being younger
Of loving without screen doors in between their bodies
Of thinking less and less and less
Until our history is undone
Aug 24, 2025
Aug 24, 2025 at 8:20 PM UTC
Yet, to affirm...
With a realm to sake, biding...
Boding a habit, of creating a sojourn
To a peaceful cause, in the shape of destiny, earns adding?
Within the wait of redemption, a droll season
Has sat and noticed me, in a privileges smile...
The land has it to yearn, for a future to wind and remain?
In a stoic refrain, we mention to any's fate, all the while:
Curious beginnings
With a reach for any who would
The salt of a shared stipulation, semblance of endings...?
That become the inheritance of now, the house of all and good?
Awakening at their appointed hour:
Our suggestion, our intimation...
Of cope, and a colloquial prayer, set to dour
Music? and the integrity of a world's forces of generations?
A prayer that turned into a defiant star...
Welcoming the here, the intellect of perception
Where we were, where distances of courage stare far
The need of silence and its prodigy, with a blind intuition...?
All of heed, a God warming to us...
We know this, with a remnant eye
The tarry of promises, to question even simplicity, thus
Nature with a conscience's vote, a role of integrity to lie?
Upon a bed of dignity, an answer for anarchy...
Worth in a worlds share, have we finished the patience's of peace?
Or the resumption of a halt to harrow, a hell in the name of what was merry...?
Times, the court of siblings with a deed for you, adrenaline is living's feast...
May 3, 2025
May 3, 2025 at 1:37 PM UTC
We could bathe
In physical truth
Perhaps we do
Neat or distilled
Drip fed
Like water
In its any forms
Placeless on periodic table
Truth softened
In our fragility
Hardened
By others resilience
Worn by the face of a manikin
At peace within the world
If that’s what you wish it to be
Apr 20, 2025
Apr 20, 2025 at 11:57 AM UTC
Three cheers for broken things!
Those who god rapes
and what the cat brings
inside causing screams. The last laugh.
Reduced to a shocking object;
denied personal being, a personal hell,
alone, touched by shadows.
All shadows imply light.
Torture of existence gives way to bliss.
Taken request, now give it a kiss.
See and be seen.
Be vulnerable, be keen to love the ugly.
Cringing dancing singing -
Obscene wisdom, divine pain:
Dominion of fate.
Tainted blood yet the soul won't stain.
Mar 24, 2025
Mar 24, 2025 at 2:55 PM UTC
He carries wisdom in his soul,
A heart woven with kindness, honesty, and care.
His presence is a refuge-
A place where I am safe, where I can exhale.
He is gentle, yet strong.
Patient, yet unwavering.
Grounding, yet boundless in his dreams.
With him, I am steady. With him, I am free.
Through him, I see the reflection of love itself.
Brilliant in mind, bold in spirit,
Sincere in his words, fearless in his heart.
His existence is a gift, and I cherish every moment.
But above all, I love who I am beside him.
He lifts me, yet never asks me to be anything but myself.
With him, I am strong.
With him, I am peaceful.
With him, I am selfless.
With him, I am endlessly inspired.
Thank you for giving him life,
For shaping the soul that I now hold dear.
I vow to guard his heart as long as I walk beside him.
To understand him deeply-
His needs, his desires, his hopes, his dreams.
For as long as fate allows,
I will love him wholly,
Not just for who he is-
But for the world he creates within me.
Mar 23, 2025
Mar 23, 2025 at 6:33 PM UTC
All afternoon thinking,
my head keeps spinning.
Evaluating one,
and another option.
Just to answer that question,
What do you want with me?
I have no label in the earthly,
no explanation
from beyond.
I want to cover the wounds
of the heart with gold.
Like kintsugi,
turning scars into beauty.
I want to hold you,
whenever you need it.
I want to be the refuge
from adversities.
I want to be the outline
of your emotions.
I want to love you,
and be loved.
I want to set standards for you,
and accept no less in return.
Yet, you are setting them for me too,
and I cannot receive less
than what you give of yourself.
It will be hard to cover with another nail,
the mark you are leaving.
Mar 11, 2025
Mar 11, 2025 at 6:24 AM UTC
West
Avid has a sore eye...
Made from coy strength, as if blessed
The odd image of music, is it a lie?
Beat yourself up, another day
Truth has sat in judgment
Voiced curiosity, has seen the pain
Long talks of soul, have been sent...
Resolute, worth has seen the problem
Vice is a shadow, we fell in love with
But you seem to hate, a golden whim
Has asked, is a lucre's same, a comparison with tender vision's?
Prophecy, about the truth
Venture and generosity
Has stolen the voice of youth
For out the sense of an angel's city...
A new voice has appeared
Simple wishes and the star of liberty
To share a sincere question of a season of fear
Is wisdom dreadful enough, to choose life for seed?
Feb 15, 2025
Feb 15, 2025 at 11:40 AM UTC