I have written a poem called Beauty. However, I have read it out loud on my new podcast. Click on … More
Tag: Poetry
How Will I Know
They say the streets in Heaven are paved with gold, all I could see are the graveyards full of stories left untold. Where all the dreams that were unrealized burned in the urns and cemented in the last breath of death.
My Last Breath
Sip on the anguish of death for that is your fate here. I remember, thinking, how could I cheat death or tell the angel of death I’ll be late and avoid this inevitable fate.
Waiting At Heaven’s Gates
I am standing here at the gates of heaven for the precious lamb of God to let me in. All … More
Truth
Turn the cameras so no one will know. Blanket the truth so it is not visible. Turn off the mics, … More
Trying Something Different
I am creating a new poem and trying to learn how to produce poetry on video. Who says you can’t … More
Delicate Love
In the morning when the dew is low and the spark in you eyes ignite the fire in my being … More
Liquid Poetry
Liquid poetry is loving you in motion. We Drip with love flowing like the ocean. I hear the crackling sound … More
Lift Me Upon The Wings of Heaven
Lift me upon the wings of Heaven. I want to glorify your name. Lift me upon your wings of glory … More
Two Sides Of A Coin
The mind is intricate enough, like two sides of a coin. One thought good, the other bad. One moment happy, … More
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