Making a new start surely is hard, harder when you've been knocked erstwhile. This is my own work again. An inspirational piece, the sequel to the dear life part for which immense love was showered up...
An honest and open journal, filled with meaningful prayers to guide you closer to hope. You don’t have to be religious to enjoy these, you just have to want something greater for your life.
A poem for all the drivers of there personal vehicle or public transport your family is waiting for you get back safely 😇
Your voice, words, perspectives, experiences matter to me.
Blessings! Thanks!
JUMP
I feel like I'm not in touch with myself. Sometimes when you go through things you hurt people without realizing. I'm sorry y'all... Once upon a time, vulnerability has cost me the spirit of reje...
a collection of prayer poems for those i have recently prayed for.
Saw a man on his bike rapping up a storm in his language as he went by. Made my heart smile big seeing him enjoying himself so much. So I wrote this haiku.
Rise, arise and mesmerize the trembling guise of lonely eyes.
Goosey goosey gander, Whither shall I wander? Upstairs and downstairs, And in my lady's chamber.
Perversions part 6.
Making a new start surely is hard, harder when you've been knocked erstwhile. This is my own work again. An inspirational piece, the sequel to the dear life part for which immense love was showered up...
An honest and open journal, filled with meaningful prayers to guide you closer to hope. You don’t have to be religious to enjoy these, you just have to want something greater for your life.
A poem for all the drivers of there personal vehicle or public transport your family is waiting for you get back safely 😇
Your voice, words, perspectives, experiences matter to me.
Blessings! Thanks!
JUMP
I feel like I'm not in touch with myself. Sometimes when you go through things you hurt people without realizing. I'm sorry y'all... Once upon a time, vulnerability has cost me the spirit of reje...
a collection of prayer poems for those i have recently prayed for.
Saw a man on his bike rapping up a storm in his language as he went by. Made my heart smile big seeing him enjoying himself so much. So I wrote this haiku.
Rise, arise and mesmerize the trembling guise of lonely eyes.
Goosey goosey gander, Whither shall I wander? Upstairs and downstairs, And in my lady's chamber.
Perversions part 6.