Category: Poetry

  • The Kinds Of People Life Brings Your Way

    The Kinds Of People Life Brings Your Way

    The quiet one The loud one The kind one The mean one The one who thinks he knows it all.

  • Things I Am Not Doing This Week

    Things I Am Not Doing This Week

    I am not going to put other people’s feelings before mine. I am not holding conversations I don’t want to be a part of. I am not getting involved in other people’s businesses.

  • POEM| This Kind Of Love

    POEM| This Kind Of Love

    I want a love that lights up my life that asks questions and believes the answers that listens to understand and remembers when necessary

  • POEM| A Minute With You Again

    POEM| A Minute With You Again

    Many nights I’ve prayed for a minute with you again

  • POEM| Reminiscing

    POEM| Reminiscing

    your eyes your smile your funny laugh and the way you made me feel special

  • POEM| The Waiting Game

    POEM| The Waiting Game

    We’ve been talking talking and talking sometimes, we’re best friends other times, we’re strangers I’d like to believe I know you but I still don’t know a lot about you

  • POEM| Still I Try

    POEM| Still I Try

    I feel like there’s nothing for me here but still, I try I try to help people when I can  I try to read a new book every week I try to keep a smile on my face I try to learn from everyone I meet

  • POEM| If I Stare At The Sun For An Hour

    POEM| If I Stare At The Sun For An Hour

    If I stare at the sun for an hour will my eye fail me? will my skin burn? will I forget where I am? will i forget who I am?

  • POEM| A Perfect Stranger

    POEM| A Perfect Stranger

    I don’t know who you are or what you do I don’t know what you want or why you’re here

  • Affirmations – I am!

    Affirmations – I am!

    I am rare I am great I am kind I am smart

  • POEM| The Scars Of Loss

    POEM| The Scars Of Loss

    The scars of loss have left me a mess I’m dreaming while awake and hurting every step of the way

  • POEM| You Don’t Get To Choose

    POEM| You Don’t Get To Choose

    I don’t have to answer your calls I don’t have to reply to your messages I don’t have to tell you how my day went I don’t have to answer the door when you come by