Category: Poetry

The Quotes Cry a Cry of a Wounded Heart

Tuesday, October 27, 2009, 4:36:37 PM “Shower, the unnatural rain: it hides the tears and washes away the evident of masquerade” -Franzwa “I’m given a restrain order from something I love. I’m treated like a criminal” -Franzwa “The world is too cold to be caring wet towel. Mine is not of sweat, but of tears [...]

Saturday September 11th, 2010 in Poetry | 7 Comments »

Africa Got Me Confused

This is a poem I wrote while pondering on the mystery that the Lord went to Africa (Egypt), a place most of us consider bondage to find refuge. And He found it. It is profound to me, and it might be a while before I understand it. Do share your thoughts. Africa Got Me Confused [...]

Thursday August 5th, 2010 in Poetry | No Comments »

Humility is an Expansive Fashion

Humility an expansive fashion Humility is a fashion that is never out-of-date. It is always in style yet it’s resist like an old fashion. It longs to be worn but it’s devalued because it’s misunderstood, but not always, because the price is also great. The cost is great yet not expansive, and not overpriced. It’s [...]

Monday August 2nd, 2010 in Poetry | 2 Comments »

All My Tears by Selah

This is the lyric to “All My Tears”. A song I’ve encountered recently. It’s by Selah and it really testifies to my soul. It has become one of my favorite songs so I hope you enjoy it, too. Selah is unique because most of their songs speaks to the spirit and the heart of men…the [...]

Monday March 22nd, 2010 in Poetry | 1 Comment »

My lover my king for whom I compete

My lover is my king for whom I compete I might question myself but with Him I’m complete You are perfect than a dime So in knowledge I will climb My intent is to pursue To have the knowledge of your truth For I want to know you And the character that defines you Overwhelmed [...]

Friday March 5th, 2010 in Poetry | No Comments »

Unshackle Me From Perception

    I’m Shackle By Perception…Unshackeled Me   I’m shackled by opinions of others, tied up by outside perceptions. I fall because my eyes are on the fingers pointing at me and not on the path I’m put on. Reveal to me the depth by which you love me, for I want to walk free. Break [...]

Sunday February 14th, 2010 in Poetry | 7 Comments »