Don't get it twisted, True Love really exists.

The very first time, I saw ‘it’ in his eyes
I felt ‘it’ in his embrace
I sank into the living sea of waking dreams
As the hope of ever finding ‘it’ reawakened
He told me he loved me
How many times passed had I heard that word
How many times did I seldom hope in them
And after so many, tears in joy, pain & suffering
He reawakened the Dead Sea
With the pureness, sincerity in his voice
He told me he loved me
For the first time, I saw ‘it’ in someone’s eyes
He told me he loved me
Not b’coz I aint big enough to fit the African woman’s figure description
Not b’coz i aint small enough to fit into a model’s size
But coz in me, he says, he finds a true woman
I don’t have to dress skimpily to impress him
Pop out my two melons
Wear low-belt jeans, the thong and butt out showing business
For he says, he loves me just the way I am
The daily calls, hourly check –ups are just but
Reminders of my inner beauty,
Reminders of my pure love
Indeed in him I have seen a true man
My sexiness does not offend him
My sassiness does not upset him
With him I walk as if I got oil wells
Pumping in my living room
For the first time in life I openly declare
Along life’s journey
I met, he met, we met and we found ‘it’
So don’t get it twisted
True love really exists.

My own Shakespeare

While some things remain unclear, I am my own Shakespeare,

Set forth in a new and profound direction to which this and other chapters of my life are To be written. For each man and woman are responsible for writing his or her own destiny.

The pages in which have already been written cannot be read upon with regret, resentment or distain towards the experiences throughout which history has been passed.
Rather, read upon them as reminder to the newfound paths to which will be traveled, the lessons we have learned, the lessons in which we will teach, those we have met along the way, the legacies passed on.

For life begins and ends with a single breath and all too often reminds all just how short this thing we call life really is.

Hope

When all about you is black with gloom,
And all you feel is pending doom.
When your bones are racked with grim despair -
When every breath is a gasp for air.
Keep on going, though you need to grope,
For around the bend is a ray of hope.

A ray of hope is perhaps all that's left,
As your will to live has been bereft.
You've lost it all, it's just no use!
You can end it all, you need no excuse.
But throw away that piece of rope,
And give yourself a chance of hope.

Just give yourself another day,
Brushing aside what your thoughts may say.
This is your life and you can make a new start,
By ignoring the brain - just follow the heart.
Taking baby steps in order to cope,
And minute by minute you'll build on your hope.

Build on your hope,. one day at a time,
Though the road be steep and hard to climb.
The hurts of the past - they should be dead.
The fears of the future are all in your head.
Just live in the present and refuse to mope
Your life will sparkle for you're living in hope.

let me try

If i try to reach inside of my heart
i can find forgiveness, or at least the start
And from that place where i can forgive
is where Hope, and Love, also thrive and live

And with each step that i try to take
and with that chance that my heart might break
Comes so much happiness, and so much strength
which Alone can carry me a fantastic length

For hate and anger will not get me there
and though i say that i just don't care
I can EASILY avoid the pain on which hate feeds
. . . the kind of hurt that No one needs

Just make the move, take that first stride
let go of the thing known as "Foolish Pride"
Maybe then i can start to repair the past
into something strong, that will mend, and last!

though with anger and regrets now
hating you serves me no good
years wasted, you slapped me soo hard
but awake, arise, i must, forget thee i must.

Beauty in ashes

When I am weak you walk over me,

When I am strong you run away,

When I don’t care you feel hurt,

When I am lost you are excited.

When I am beautiful you look for the ugly.

 

Who shall take me, weak as I am?

Who shall love me, and not the beauty of my youth?

Who shall perceive my ashes and be there for me?

Is there beauty in ashes?

Is there hope for a broken vinyl?

 

I saw a woman broken for years get whole,

Heard about a man who spoke life to the dry bones,

Met a lady whose smile told me I am special,

Heard of a lady, who gave her last for a man to eat,

All seem to meet this great man, where is he?

 

There is beauty in my ashes,

Because of my ashes, I am now free to be strong

Due to our strength I can lift you when you trip and fall,

From my ashes, now all vanity is gone.

Because of the ashes, I met my salvation.

 

I am not perfect, but perfected each day,

I am not strong but he strengthens me.

I am found for my eyes now see the beauty

My ashes have become diamonds, for my life’s values have doubled.

My beauty blossomed, because of the joy of meeting my saviour.

 

All my Sins Have Evaporated after Salvation

 

Rest Stops (life's journey)

When our days are packed to the full
When our faith is clouded with doubts
When we feel our journey is nonsense
When we feel we work for nothing
When our life is killed with boredom
Or just let the time pass idly by,
We will walk through life aimlessly
Unless we take rest stops.

Rest stops
Instances when we ponder
We ponder on the journey of our lives
Our success, our failures
Before God, we will bring them all
And let it be lessons learned
Rising from our rest stops
With hearts renewed
With new confidence
We will continue our journey
With a new life, a new beginning.

When we are tired
Lets take our rest stops
And rise again, continue the journey
A life change for the better
A journey change forever.

My deep song of Strength

I’m sorry I can’t be as deep as you
My eyes don’t see things the way you do
I try not to have the sadness in my life
That from my story might carry
Yes my life is not perfect

For being wronged has me made strong
So I carry on, I will speak my song
I will never change the way I am
My song speaks volumes of who I am
I am mentally strong more than most

I dare you to coast the roads I’ve tread
Some of you would surely have fled
My mind has been battered and beaten
But not out
Sharp as I tack it remains
In a battle of wits with me

You had better bring brains
This song it speaks of sweetness
Beyond mushy, love never pushy
And some one who truly hopes to gain
An inner understanding of you and why you came

My song tells you I been through it too
The heartache and the pain
Shame I thought I would never end
Until life brought me some true blue friends

This song also tell you
I see humor in all things death and life
Strife is part of life
Things were not meant to be easy

This song tell you I’m cheesy
I’m a good and a prank
I’m a total smart ass think tank

I try loving everyone and try to offend none
The things I say and talk about
I have been through myself
So the next time you judge me
Look at yourself
This is not perfect, but it is my song

Letter to my captor

When I was roving the earth with no bearing,

I met you; gave up my choice to be your captive,

I had no hope for peace and love ever again.

You are my captor but I lived in freedom,

My heart burst with joy and giggles from the love you showered me.

I thought love was lost but then I met true love in you,

Love that sticks when there is so much pain,

Love that stays when there seems to be no hope.

Love that has broken my tenderness and given me muscle to defend it,

Love that has removed the sensitivity of a brat and brought sensitivity of a lover,

You hold me captive with the sweet aura of your beautiful smile,

Touch my heart with you tender cuddle.

Flashes of your face, a daily reminder of your sweet smile,

I am a captive to your sweet love; freedom I seek not for this is sweet love.

Though there are no chains I am not running because your love is bond I love.

I give the keys to my all so that you run it,

I feel free falling because your love has me in a trance,

Trance for you have been patient when you tripped with anger,

Patient when all your senses told you scream.

Always Do Your Best, and Your Dreams Will Come True

It's not always easy to know
which path to follow,
which decision to make,
or what to do.

Life is a series of new horizons,
new hopes, new days, and changes
that come to you.
And we wll need some help with these things
from time to time.

Remember these things: Dream it. Do it.
And discover how special you are
Be Positive, for your attitude
will affect the outcome of many things
Ask for help when you need it;
seek the wisdom the world holds
and hold on to it.
Make some progress every single day
Begin. Believe. And become

Give yourself all the credit you're due
don't shortchange your qualities, your abilities,
or any of the things that are s unique about you
Remember how precious ife can be.
Imagine. Invest the time it takes
to rech out for your dreams;
it will bring you happiness that no
money on earth can buy.
Don't be afraid; no mountain is to big to climb
if you do it at your own pace.

What's the best thing to do?
That's simple:
Do your best
And everything else will fall into place

The Dream

dare to dream for tomorrow
i hear it in the wind
it beckons me to follow
like a cool breeze on a hot day

hope is a big word
it is what i long for each day
it means new beginnings
it means a new way

they say that there are 2 roads
i believe that there are more
one that is hard
one that is to good to be true
one with laughter
one with fear

i believe that at one point or another they cross
it is our job to find the right path
that is our hope
to find the right one
one that heals
but there are no truly easy paths
i know this it is a lesson that i have learned

i hold in my hand this dream
the dream of tomorrow
the hope for today
a smile to brighten my way
a hug to make me feel safe
a comforting voice
to soothe my fears
and i know i am ok i can press on
it will all right
i have found the road of strength
it carries me
it carries to the dream of tomorrow

Thankful

Be thankful that you don't already have everything you desire.
If you did, what would there be to look forward to?
Be thankful when you don't know everything,
for it gives you the opportunity to learn.
Be thankful for the difficult times.
During those times you grow.
Be thankful for your limitations,
because they give you opportunities for improvement.
Be thankful for each new challenge
because it will build your strength and character.
Be thankful for your mistakes.
They will teach you valuable lessons.
Be thankful when you're tired and weary,
because it means you've made a difference.

Marriage A-La-Mode

Why should a foolish marriage vow,
Which long ago was made,
Oblige us to each other now
When passion is decay'd?
We lov'd, and we lov'd, as long as we could,
Till our love was lov'd out in us both:
But our marriage is dead, when the pleasure is fled:
'Twas pleasure first made it an oath.

If I have pleasures for a friend,
And farther love in store,
What wrong has he whose joys did end,
And who could give no more?
'Tis a madness that he should be jealous of me,
Or that I should bar him of another:
For all we can gain is to give our selves pain,
When neither can hinder the other.

You Never Ask if I love you

You never ask if I love you
I know you will never ask
But if you look real close
Your eyes will widely open
Unto the reality that lies deep within my eyes
Where with each tear drop that falls
Is a count of time I have lied
The hardest task so far
Courage of leaving
Saying goodbye to what I thought was
For I know I don’t love you
Maybe I used to
But each an every hurting that was done
Each and every time never spend
Each and call missed
Each and every time never said I love you
All, an excavation for the love once had
Now I’ve got to set them all free
Find it in my heart to forgive thee
I tried my hand at love and lost
Lord knows, how hard I tried
And since I never witnessed any from you
I now know, am time barred
Its time to rise up and away
And thank God for one thing
You will never ask if I loved you.