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  • Blue Sky shared a letter in the Group logo of PoetryPoetry group 7 hours, 47 minutes ago

    It's All Good

    For most of my life
    Depression held on to me
    With its iron grip

    Depression fooled me
    It charmed the hell out of me
    By that, I mean choked

    It got me thinking
    Everything in my life sucked
    I stayed in a hole

    For those three decades
    The cesspool of depression
    Washing over me

    My life felt hopeless
    I would have rather been dead
    Than survive this shit

    It got very bad
    I kept getting admitted
    To the hospital

    The one where they kept
    The psych patients in safety
    Who would rather maim

    Themselves or others
    Than face the reality
    Of their existence

    After eighteen stays
    Totaling eight or nine months
    I felt the last straw

    There had to be change
    Or I would keep going there
    It would never end

    After the last stay
    I felt severely depressed
    Something had to give

    I decided that
    Lying in my bed all day
    Was not an option

    I wanted to act
    As if I were a content
    Person who loved life

    I put ideas
    In my head like “It’s all good”
    Negativity

    Eventually
    Left my mind without a trace
    Positivity

    Moved into my brain
    My mindset was replaced by
    An ethereal peace

    Anxiety left
    Me and into the graveyard
    Where the negative

    Find finality
    And eternal rest away
    From my contentment

    I have far to go
    I have come very far now
    But still room to grow

    If you hear me bitch
    And complain about my life
    You will hear me ask

    Myself what to do
    That is in my control to
    Flip the script my way

    I never let it
    Hang in the balance for long
    It will bend to me

    I will always ask
    How can I make this better?
    Never is it bad

    I’ve cultivated
    A positive mindset and
    Visualized good

    Things coming my way
    Wherein I get everything
    I could ever need

    I could ever want
    Even things I have never
    Ever imagined

    You can do it too –
    Find pure joy and happiness
    Just follow my lead

    Blue Sky

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  • Rachel Milligan shared a letter in the Group logo of PoetryPoetry group 1 days, 10 hours ago

    Doorway

    Looking through the doorway
    Its open for you to enter
    Full of amazing and endless opportunities
    What are you going to fill your body with today
    Its going to be positive things
    Leave her outside the door and move
    Through to the other side
    Leave the past behind
    Take one step
    Your now through the door
    You see light
    You see your dreams
    Flooding in all directions
    Seeing who your meant to be
    Doing what you absolutely adore and love
    Engraving your life into the stone that is alongside the walkway
    Your happy, your at peace
    And the doorway is now closed
    Where the negative things lie on the other side
    The place where you came from

    Rachel Milligan

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  • Tracie Sperling shared a letter in the Group logo of PoetryPoetry group 1 days, 13 hours ago

    I Was a Little Girl

    Attitude is everything. You need to have the right attitude in life. Just hold on tight cus that means we gotta put up a fight. I believe in you and you believe in me. Shining brighter than the stars on a summer night. My personal attitude is to have joy in life and have no regrets. If I could go back, I wouldn’t change a thing. I think back to when I was sixteen. Dad gave a girl everything it is. I believe that joy is what we see beyond these clouds with your painter night sky falls. With every heartbeat, let happiness be our creed. I can remember the times I felt like this when we were so innocent but at least in need being in a world where I was incomplete.

    Life’s a dance, let’s sway and spin in pure bliss. We’ll dance until the dawn, feeling pure delight. I don’t really want to go to sleep. I want to know what is real and what is in. Never knowing wrong from right. We will dance until we are blind not knowing where we are. When you try to find your way somehow I could help and I hope you know that. We will keep on searching for nothing in this world for all. Doing what we can so we don’t fall behind. I know it sounds crazy but life is all about the wild journey where we laugh through every twist. More than just a story that’ll spin you around and make you wanna fall. And I believe in what we go through before the rain falls. We are the lost one living in the shadow of your smile. Why do you want to waste away so many things? But I know that someday we will embrace it all. We did it all for the moment we go on like this. Every moment glows as we answer the call. I believe there is hope in this world beyond the walls. Even though, I have been living my life without you. My personal attitude is that you and I would never be apart. We will rise above the noise, together we’re freed. I just want to be the best I can be. One day at a time is the rest of my life. So believe me and live my life like this like that now we’ve been so convinced. It is all in the mind set. Is the glass half empty or full? Have a positive outlook. They said I wouldn’t change a thing I don’t care who was there for me and when I was born I was a child.And I ain’t ashamed to say that I’m not perfect. However, I was always daddy’s little girl.

    Tracie Sperling

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  • Vicki Lawana Trusselli shared a letter in the Group logo of PoetryPoetry group 2 days, 3 hours ago

    "LIFE IS A GLORIOUS MINDSET OF REALITY"

    DEAR UNSEALED,
    I BELIEVE IN LIFE!
    WITH STRIFE OR WITHOUT STRIFE,
    AS LIFE IS GOOD
    OR LIFE CAN BE BAD.
    LIFE CAN BE AS IT WOULD
    BE, SAD OR GLAD,
    IF NOT FOR BRIEF INTERRRUPTIONS OF SPACE
    IN THE RAT RACE.
    I BELIEVE IN A CREATOR OF LOVE.
    I BELIEVE LIVING AS ONE AS A TURTLE DOVE IN LOVE.
    I USED TO LOVE LIFE FOR LOVE,
    BUT LOVE IS LIFE.
    NOT LOOKING FOR MR. GOODBAR
    IN BARS AND CLUBS OF INSANE GREASY TAR
    TO SLIP INSIDE A BOOTH ALOOF
    FROM ALL WHO STARE LIKE A SPOOK.
    I BELIEVE THAT LIFE IS A DREAM.
    IT MAY SEEM
    A DREAM
    OR SCHEME
    OF LIFE TO BE
    FOR YOU AND ME
    WAS YESTERYEAR
    WHEN I SHED MANY A TEAR
    SO, I FEAR.
    I LOVE.
    I CRY.
    I SMILE.
    I LAUGH.
    WE LIVE AS PEOPLE WHO ARE ONE,
    ONE HUMAN BEING SPECIES OF THE EARTH
    UNDER THE SUN, THE MOON, THE STARS
    OF BIRTH.
    WE ARE BORN, WE LIVE, WE DIE
    I SIGH.
    NO MORE WARS,
    NO MORE LIES,
    LET’S LEARN TO CARE,
    TO BE AWARE,
    OF LOVE,
    OF PEACE,
    OF UNDERSTANDING,
    TO SHARE,
    TO CARE
    ABOUT HUMANITY,
    HOW WE LIVE,
    TO GIVE,
    TO RECEIVE.
    I USED TO THINK WE WERE ALL GOOD
    AS WE SHOULD
    BE, TO TREAT HUMANITY
    GOOD.
    I BELIEVE I CAN WALK AWAY
    FROM A TOXIC DAY
    OF UNPLEASNT ADVENTURES OF THE YEAR
    BUT SHED A TEAR.
    ‘CAUSE LIFE IS REAL AND WITH ALL THE EMOTIONS OF HUMANITY
    “TO BE IS NOT TO BE THAT IS THE QUESTION”
    AS WRITTEN BY A FAMOUS AUTHOR OF VERY LONG AGO,
    IT IS STILL THE QUESTION,
    TODAY HOW IT RELATES IS QUITE THE SAME,
    TO BE TAME OR TO BE LAME,
    I BELIEVE IT IS AN UPENDED QUESTION OF THE LIGHT OR DARK
    CONTINUOUS QUESTION OF SORTS
    OF HOW ONE BELIEVES GO FORTH
    WITH TIME AND SPACE
    OF CHANTILLY LACE
    OR DARK NIGHTS OF THE SOUL,
    TEACHING US TO BE BOLD.
    SO, HOLD ON TO YOURSELF,
    BELIEVE IN YOURSELF,
    TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF.
    WE LIVE AS PEOPLE WHO ARE ONE,
    ONE HUMAN BEING SPECIES OF THE EARTH
    UNDER THE SUN, THE MOON, THE STARS
    OF BIRTH
    WE ARE BORN, WE LIVE, WE DIE
    I SIGH,
    NO MORE WARS.
    NO MORE LIES,
    LET’S LEARN TO CARE
    TO BE AWARE.

    Vicki Lawana Trusselli

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  • kellybeanz87 shared a letter in the Group logo of PoetryPoetry group 2 days, 4 hours ago

    Heavenly Hugs

    Hugs from Heaven, they feel so sweet
    A warm energetic connection that will knock you off your feet
    Tune in and listen, look around you’ll be surprised
    Your heart bleeds love, passion & desire from the skies
    All this love can be seen right in your eyes 🤍🦋

    Kelly M.B

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  • Timothy T. Willett shared a letter in the Group logo of PoetryPoetry group 3 days, 12 hours ago

    Unseal the Appreciation:

    My poem has read, last in line…
    “I have no worth in mine own eye”.
    Weather burned me-early age to start,
    Cannot I see the lie of this part?
    …And even think to give love a try
    Before bitter I sink to death and die?
    For if I have not to respect myself,
    How can I ever comfort anyone else?
    No matter the cause-No matter the reason
    I need not to know-Just believe new season!
    Have not I to grow 45 years old?
    For that is what turned me 2 days ago…
    If 40 years old I was at age 12,
    Then where now alive am I on the shelf?
    Need not to know that either-Rather good to exist…
    Regardless of child-hood lost and missed.
    Feelings of mine-I think matter not,
    When I can still find a caring/sharing spot.
    Nor how, I don’t know-But feel love in the air,
    Though I’ll not steal it-belonging to someone fair.
    For if this gift I ever can find,
    I’ll no longer be pissed-When good is mine!
    Forgetting the past-a job easily not done
    When 40 years masked-this hatred was dumb!
    Good people say I matter, every life there is
    Can no longer get sadder-Because Optimism lives!
    Many lessons learned, to build my neighbor up,
    As when I care for mine own self…
    Love overflows-and clean is the cup!

    Thank You The Unsealed!!!

    9-4-24

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  • Oswald Perez shared a letter in the Group logo of PoetryPoetry group 5 days, 4 hours ago

    Try To Remember, This Kind of September

    Dear Unsealers,

    I hope that everyone’s having a wonderful Labor Day weekend.

    As September begins, I can’t help but feel wistful as the summer season is fast coming to a close, especially after spending this weekend in both Newport and Providence, Rhode Island.

    But the summer vibe is still strong as this new month begins.
    Nine months have come; four months are left to go in this year.

    It may be a day late, but it’s never too late to welcome in a new month. As I do so here…

    Try to remember, this kind of September
    30 new days are here to stay

    A month of transition
    As the last days of summer glisten
    With a chill in the early morning air
    Autumn is waiting to be welcomed in

    From Newport’s idyllic shores to NYC’s towering skies
    All of the possibilities exist
    The days are yearning to be filled with joy

    As the BER months begin
    There are 120 days or so, left in 2024

    One pauses to wonder….
    Where did all the months go?!

    Oswald Perez

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  • Tiffany Williams shared a letter in the Group logo of PoetryPoetry group 1 weeks, 3 days ago

    Kindness

    The priority here is returning to original form

    Envisioning myself as the sky and not the storm

    Using every struggle and victory to transform

    Loving me for real now tender and warm

    I’m finally at a place where I’m trusting the decisions I make

    Even when that process includes mistakes,

    it’s just an indicator to pump the brakes

    Because I can’t describe the gratitude I feel now that I’m fully awake.

    I spill love into the earth

    I lead people to amplifying their worth.

    Letting my ego die to experience rebirth

    The work isn’t easy when there’s so many limiting beliefs

    Living in therapy learning to cope and find relief

    Understanding how some of my trauma was commingled with grief.

    Releasing all the ways I’ve criticized and judged my actions

    Eliminating negativity, procrastination and distraction

    Abiding in my highest vibration to invite the law of attraction.

    My hearts desire is to build unbreakable connection

    To stop hiding in an attempt to avoid rejection

    To truly terminate striving for perfection.

    To be able articulate solutions that amplify more truth

    To make peace with everything I experienced in my youth

    To shine my light and stop believing I’m broken

    To end shrinking myself leaving words unspoken

    I’m ready now, my heart’s on paper, I’m open.

    Tiffany Narvise

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    • I love these lines
      I’m finally at a place where I’m trusting the decisions I make

      Even when that process includes mistakes,

      it’s just an indicator to pump the brakes

      I think it’s really powerful that even though you have mistakes it’s still part of the process of living and you can choose to embrace them to move on and everything happens for a…read more

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  • Tracie Sperling shared a letter in the Group logo of PoetryPoetry group 1 weeks, 4 days ago

    It Is All I Ever Wanted

    Kindness can go a long way when it comes from someone’s heart. It’s the small, everyday gestures that count. The simple things such as reminding stranger to turn off their headlights so their battery would not drain. Doesn’t matter what you say or what you do. Looking out for others when you least expect it. You don’t know what you need until you know it.
    Life is what you make it. Either easy peasy lemon squeezy or stresssy depressy lemon zesty. So you keep on trying to find the answer to make it through the day because when you wake up in the morning it’s another day and you start anew. It’s the helping hand of kindness that lifts you up when you need it. Now, you are shaking from the innocent hands of satisfaction. The cure and the answer to happiness. When you are grateful for someone in your life, who is your enhancement. After all that’s said you done, it would suck if no one came to your rescue when those tears rush down your face turn to grey shadow.

    Without any hope of redemption, I will be waiting to be found. For what you didn’t give the dearest one will come around out of kindness. So, that way you are not in the dumps with people tearing up your funds. All I know is money don’t buy you diamonds just to be a sponge little dummy.You wont get out of-side as long as you get up in this trap. Because of being in the wrong place at the wrong time.
    And at the same time you gotta be praying for the pain to go away. Anything you want in life will be worth it. You gotta be patient because there is a better way. Show kindness don’t hurt people that you love because they want to be in your set. Don’t lie and cheat instead gain their trust. Be thankful for who you have for your rock of support. This gift is all I ever wanted.
    And it’s a lot to be grateful for I know that life is so hard. So keep your head up and keep your head up and have faith that things will work out.

    Tracie Sperling

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  • Michelle Ellard shared a letter in the Group logo of PoetryPoetry group 1 weeks, 4 days ago

    My Kintsugi

    Scars that mark my body from the wars that I have won,
    Receipts from every battle without bullets or a gun
    Wounds no longer open, getting stronger as they healed,
    Remnants of the way I used my body as a shield
    Crevices and cracks I once thought showed me to be weak,
    The physical manifestation of what happens when you don’t speak
    With age and time comes wisdom and a better sense of self
    An understanding that my body is the bank of my life’s wealth

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  • Vicki Lawana Trusselli shared a letter in the Group logo of PoetryPoetry group 2 weeks, 2 days ago

    "THE KINDNESS OF YOUR SMILE"

    Dear Unsealed,

    Kindness is a word.
    Hate is a word.
    Love is a word.
    Like is a word.
    Kindness means kindness.
    Have you heard
    That once you spread the word,
    Kindness spreads all around
    The merry go round
    Of life
    As we work, play, and sleep
    With strife
    Of everyday life?
    The word kind
    Is to help your fellow human beings
    So sublime,
    So kind,
    So ruthless,
    So it seems,
    Kindness would spread like a wildfire,
    Spreads over the mountains & up tall towers
    But there is always someone to try to burst your balloon,
    As you stare at the moon
    Dreaming of smiles and loves and caresses
    Of yesterday’s messes
    And blessings
    One kind word
    I will remember that word & what it meant to me.
    The word
    Will spread,
    like butter on bread
    Eventually the word kind
    Will either form syllables
    From the lips of the sad one
    To blurt out sublime
    So kind
    “Hey you are kind, why?”
    I reply and sigh,
    “You are a unique person among the others of life
    That now smiles,
    Even with a smirk,
    But it is your worth
    As a human being amongst the others of life & strife
    Of tears and joy
    Of joy and pain.
    I will remember you now
    And you asked me how
    With the look in your eyes.
    Your smile made my day
    On a summer day along the way.”
    You look at me grinning from ear to ear
    In this 2024 year,
    I see you now, that is how!
    PEACE OUT!”

    Vicki Lawana Trusselli

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    • Vicki! Kindness and a mere smile are so powerful. It can go such a long way for someone who needs it. Thank you for sharing this thoughtful piece. Sending hugs. <3 Lauren

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  • Keyanna Blass shared a letter in the Group logo of PoetryPoetry group 2 weeks, 2 days ago

    When The Door Opens

    When the door opens,
    Let me in for I am ready.
    I have martyred for those who need it the most.
    I have sacrificed the deepest parts of myself for a pat on the back
    When the door opens,
    Let me in for I have dreamed of my escape.
    I have waited in my rabbit hole and no one came for me
    When the door opens,
    Let me in for I have told the devil that I am ready.
    I lit a candle for the harm that my enemies intended to do.
    When the door opens,
    Let me in for I have traveled to Dante’s inferno, .
    He advised me to take the road less traveled and It brought me here.
    When the door opens,
    Let me in, for the dirt that buries my blossoms is abating from me.
    My value stands as my soul vibrates through this world.
    When the door opens,
    Let me in, for I belong.
    I have made a bed for myself from aloe vera and money leaves .
    The mud on my thrown hardens and dries as my ego steps forward.
    When the door opens,
    Let me in for my ancestors have my name written in your book.
    They have been cattle, machines, blueprints, but now I am come in pure human form.
    When the door opens,
    No one will be surprised, for they have been expecting me.

    Key

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  • Sophie B shared a letter in the Group logo of PoetryPoetry group 2 weeks, 2 days ago

    Deep Waters and Blueberry Pie

    I have depth.

    There is a sea of unknown feet that no one has ever managed to travel down completely without abandoning ship.
    The weight gets too heavy and that beautiful shore up the line seems easier and more ideal to dissect.
    I am a whirlwind of experience and exploration.
    A funnel that’s full of broken pieces of homes and shattered picture frames, flying chaotically through the darkness.

    But I am also that Sunday blueberry pie your grandma baked and is resting by the window.
    Decadent, filling and full of love. The warmth of a soothing bite that makes you tear up and smile.

    I’m the best bite you’ll ever taste and sharpest piece of glass you’ll ever feel.

    Sophia Bonafide

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  • shortcort93 shared a letter in the Group logo of Magical MomentsMagical Moments group 2 weeks, 4 days ago

    Unintentional Cosmic Coincidence

    Life is certainly premeditated, at least mine is. I’m sure humans are walking this planet that lack a soul, maybe by never having one at biological birth, or losing it somewhere along the way. The details of others’ destined paths I’m not certain. I’m hardly certain of my own.
    I’ve known and fully believed for many years, that my soul chose this human life for a reason, or even a few of them. I’m also open to the heavy possibility of there being multiple versions of myself living all at once; past, present, and future Corts in every dimension. So basically endless Corts through the fibers of spacetime. I count on their guidance and keep them in the loop of my life hoping it keeps me connected to them.
    This one though, this dimension and this Universe, This is the one I’m in and I know there’s a reason, a beneficial purpose. I have run into some cute, little, star-dusted reminders that I am only partially from this Earth in this human journey that I’ve Chosen.
    It’s ridiculous to think that my most recent cosmic coincidence came from a potential jewelry idea. It clicked that my kid’s zodiac signs are my BIG 3. It took me almost 8 years to notice because I haven’t always been aware of what my big three were. It wasn’t until these last few years that I started diving deeper into my spirituality to express and avenge my higher self.
    I’ve always been in tune with myself and with the little people I made and introduced to Earth. I know they are meant for me, as I am for them. Through loving and guiding them, I can love and guide the little Cort that’s in all of them, healing the one that’s in me.

    *****

    ~ Arriving in the Winter, a fortnight late on the middlemost day of February, I am an Aquarius Sun. Boldly communicative and rational. Deep-thinking and creative, Aquarians are natural-born unconventional artists. With that comes stubborn independence and a lack of impulse control. That small description perfectly sums up not only myself but my oldest son. Colt was also two weeks late, landing his arrival at the end of January, making him too, an Aquarius Sun. Our brains are wired almost identically. He struggles and wanders the exact way I did. This kid and I have been soul-bonded since my blood became his which is why it’s always made sense we shared this sign. Our ponders come with purpose and our wanders aren’t mindless, we are very much in our mind. So deep, we leave our bodies behind. We’re often misunderstood and criticized, it’s hard to be patient with us from the outside. I can be his voice when he can’t find the words to be sure he’s taken seriously. And assure him that his mind works with his quirks.
    ~ I had my first two kids in the same place I was born. Technically, moved a little and rebuilt but, under the same set of stars. Being born under those stars that cold February morning makes me a Taurus Rising. That implies that I’m determined as a Taurus because I come off calm and together (not always the case). It supports my Aquarian talents when it comes to art and leadership, suggesting I try to bring harmony and understanding to conflict. My first was an emergency surgery, so my second needed to be a scheduled one. I picked the furthest date possible; my first was overdue and turned out perfect. Repeat, please. That made me a week and a half past due. I was only 20, star placement hadn’t even crossed my mind. Having Lakyn Reid at the end of April made him my Taurus Sun son. He is talkative, clever, and emotionally determined, but also headstrong and stubborn. He’s always moved at his own pace and won’t be bothered by anything outside of his interest. It’s interesting that my Lake and I share this particular sign in this relation. My ego has been starved and fed on a fluctuating scale throughout my human walk, but my appearance has always been my most perceivable quality, good and bad. When my blood became his, he became another version of me. He could be my clone, we are identical. He’s got the quick wit and vast sense of humor I cultivated, that kept me likable when my appearance couldn’t. He will struggle and thrive at the hands of his appearance, all I can do is help him love himself sooner than I did.
    ~ The Waning Cresent moon was high and mighty that morning and ensured that I was blessed with a Sagittarius Moon placement. The set stage for my emotions and the door to my intuition; my Sag Moon is responsible for my narrowly optimistic outlook and my yearning for the freedom to take wonderous adventures in search of something deeper, to find a fulfilling purpose… I was medically and legally infertile when my blood became Korbyns. By my third, I was confident in my power to start my child’s life when I wanted them out of me and our daughter wasn’t much different. Arriving the first week of December, Korbyn Teal locked in her Sagittarius Sun with plenty of lag room all around. She’s loving, energetic, and curious. She’s so smart and loves to learn, always asking questions, and always looking for answers. This girl is full of spunk and confidence in a way I never was. She will speak up when I didn’t. Learn and grow in a way I couldn’t mentally or physically. I can support her and give her the tools to be great and do great things by just being her.

    *****
    I’m not sure if this is common, maybe other parents can relate. I can’t take credit because it was unintentional on my part. The Universe, however, knew exactly what it was doing. This creative twist shows me that I’m on course and things have always been going exactly as they’re supposed to.

    Short Cort

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  • Benjamin Fuller shared a letter in the Group logo of PoetryPoetry group 2 weeks, 5 days ago

    A True Friend

    Many will say they are your friend,
    But will they be there until the end?
    Will they bestow a helping hand?
    Lifting you up, so you can once again stand?
    Even when you’ve butted heads
    And can’t take back words you’ve said,
    Will they venture across the divide,
    Just to stand there by your side?
    Will they tell you what you need to hear?
    Or do they sugarcoat you out of fear?
    Do they have an honest heart?
    Or do they speak ill of you when you’re apart?
    Are they the type to help you grow?
    Or do they drag you to the depths below?
    Are they there in your times of need?
    Or will they take advantage of you for their own greed?
    Will they carry you through your pain?
    Or forsake you for their own gain?
    Many will say they are your friend,
    But when push comes to shove, you will find their love is just pretend
    With that said, a true friend you must also be
    So be not the one who’s absentee

    Donald M. Clyde

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    • Be gentle with true friends. We aren’t always on parallel paths. We intersect and diverge, not always of our own doing. Use honest discernment, as you should disregard those who treat you poorly and give grace to those who walk along side you in peace. Even if for a moment. Live in peace, love yourself
      CBRiddle

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  • Benjamin Fuller shared a letter in the Group logo of PoetryPoetry group 3 weeks, 1 days ago

    Signs Of Growth

    Signs that a man has truly grown
    Is when he’s able to see life through eyes not his own
    When he stops chasing after the foolish things he seeks
    And knows when to bridle his tongue and when to speak
    When he is able to quiet his soul
    Walking in temperance and self control
    When he’s willing to forsake his pride and make himself low
    Making himself not a spectacle or show
    When he sees others as greater value than he
    When his hands are shackled, yet his heart remains free
    When he’s able to overcome fear
    And willing to let go of his own life and well being, which many hold dear
    When the desire of his heart is to give
    So that those around him may live
    When regardless of his position
    He never forgets the art of submission
    When in the face of adversity he stands
    But to his enemies he’s still willing to bestow a caring hand
    When nothing is able to quench his love
    That he may mirror the God in heaven above
    When he seeks after the truth of Christ divine
    For the fruit of a man’s growth, these are the signs

    Donald M. Clyde

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    • Donald, what an inspiring message! You have persevered through so much and I’m so proud of you!! Your growth is obvious and your ability to overcome fear is very admirable. Great work!!

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  • Marli Wright shared a letter in the Group logo of PoetryPoetry group 3 weeks, 3 days ago

    Simply Me

    Simply Me
    Marli Wright

    If only, if only, this little ol’ me
    Could inspire just one, how wondrous that’d be.
    I could win the lottery, share my great wealth,
    Buy homes for veterans, grant them good health.
    Adopt all their pets, and feed children in need,
    Clothe them and house them, fulfill every need.
    But how can I, just small me, spread cheer?
    As Buddy the Elf says, “Sing loud for all to hear.”
    Yet that’s not my vibe, not these days, I find,
    So I’ll do it the old-fashioned way, kind.
    By being myself, with a caring heart,
    Sharing a smile, a hug, a heartfelt start.
    Being there for the grieving, a comforting hand,
    Kissing the boo-boos, helping them stand.
    It’s not much to boast, it’s not grand or new,
    But to inspire, I’ll simply be true.
    This is all I know, the way I can be,
    To inspire with love—just letting me be.

    Marli Wright

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  • Titus Armon shared a letter in the Group logo of PoetryPoetry group 3 weeks, 5 days ago

    Hurricane

    Broke my limbs and tore my spirit
    As I walked and smelled debris
    I could barely talk
    Was hard of hearing
    Even lost feeling in some places
    Some places still looked nice
    But they were broken
    Why am I the chosen
    To see these things
    To be unfazed after the truth
    After the storm and troops
    Everyone is gone
    No sound but mine
    Where do I go and be fine
    Limping on distraught knees
    Existing with little breathing
    I continue…
    Down the wary roads
    As I see the smoke
    As the rain provokes
    My will elopes
    And I continue…
    Through the Hurricane

    Titus Armon

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    • Titus, this captures your emotion so well and in such a visual way. I am sorry you are going through a hard time. This piece reminded me of a quote: “When you are going through hell, keep going. ”

      Sending hugs. <3 Lauren

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    • Titus, what an inspiring poem! You have endured so much and I am so proud of you for persevering even at your lowest times. Great poem and a great message.

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  • Benjamin Fuller shared a letter in the Group logo of PoetryPoetry group 3 weeks, 5 days ago

    Forgive, Find Peace

    What is the point of holding a grudge?
    To carry along a heart full of hate?
    To stand firm in wrath, and not budge
    For it is but a burdensome weight
    One must learn to forgive
    To let streams of mercy flow
    For their own spirit to live
    One must learn to let go
    Why must one torment their own soul?
    Why must one harden their heart like slate?
    For vengeance is but an empty hole
    And it’s endless cycle shall be one’s fate
    It has been said, an eye for an eye
    But I simply ask why?
    Life is short, and one day we die
    So why is mercy something that we deny?
    Harken unto this decree
    Forgive and be free
    Looking back you will see
    Bitterness only holds you back from all you can be
    Like venom in your veins
    Circulating through your blood
    When hatred reigns
    One may as well be laid to rest in the mud
    Living but not alive
    Overcome by offense
    Forward on they’ll strive
    Until they get recompense
    Consumed
    Hurt ever looming
    Never healing
    Internally reeling
    The torment won’t cease..
    Forgive…
    Release…
    Live…
    Find peace

    Donald M. Clyde

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    • This was so powerful. I too struggle with forgiveness, its sometime is something that happens day by day. but thanks for sharing.
      cyantha

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    • Donald, great work! Even though forgiveness can be difficult and trust may take a while to regain, I am glad that you have recognized what is best for you and what will help you become a better person. Great message!

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  • Amanda Townsend shared a letter in the Group logo of PoetryPoetry group 4 weeks, 1 days ago

    A Letter To My Younger Self

    Girl, you better get ready, and hold on tight! You, my dear, are in for the ride if your life! You will be surprised, stunned, scared, and more. You will wonder at the beauty life has in store. When the time comes you will cry as never before, but fret not love, for they will be tears of joy. And though you will live through the darkest of days, in the end, you will be okay. So remember this as you walk bravely through time: God has his reasons, and you shall be just fine.

    A.T. 2024

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    • Aww, this is beautiful. And you are right. You will be just fine. This piece really took me on the rollercoaster that is life. I could totally feel it. Thank you for sharing. 3 Lauren.

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    • Love this!! The beauty of life is that you never know what is coming for you next. No matter what happens, you indeed, will be just fine. Great work ❤️

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