Love, Don’t Fear – Poetry Collection


Love, don't Fear - Book Cover“Love – Don’t Fear” is an inspiring collection of 25 poems centered around relationships. Some of these poems have been published previously while others are brand-new. This book will take you on an enriching journey towards discovering the true source of relational fulfillment…

Whether you’re a lover, friend, or parent, these stories will stir your heart up by reminding you not to wait for another person/s to make you feel complete… It is an encouraging blend of love, hope, affirmation and faith placed in a challenging world of fear and doubt.

These poems tell stories of heart-break, recovery and restoration. This collection is for you if you’re looking for clarity whilst facing a relationship dilemma, or you simply enjoy reading poems that tell captivating stories…

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Love Don’t Fear – Poetry Collection


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“Love – Don’t Fear” is an inspiring collection of 25 poems centered around relationships. Some of these poems have been published previously while others are brand-new. This book will take you on an enriching journey towards discovering the true source of relational fulfillment…

Whether you’re a lover, friend, or parent, these stories will stir your heart up by reminding you not to wait for another person/s to make you feel complete… It is an encouraging blend of love, hope, affirmation and faith placed in a challenging world of fear and doubt.

These poems tell stories of heart-break, recovery and restoration. This collection is for you if you’re looking for clarity whilst facing a relationship dilemma, or you simply enjoy reading poems that tell captivating stories…

Get the Book on Amazon (.com)

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My Life’s Long Enough – Poem


time-man trapped

When my time comes (to die)

I want to die with a smile

I want to die young (at heart)

As late in life as I can

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Throughout my days on this Earth

I want to share life & give

I want to live my life fully

And like I know why I live

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I want the people to say

That I was honest & fair

& that I loved from His heart

& that my life’s truly art

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When you say, ‘life is too short’

It just becomes my pet peeve

And when I hear you repeat it

My peace & joy seem to leave

.

To me, it’s like hearing this:

Most High does not have a clue

He gives us big jobs to do

And yet, His days are too few

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Not me! My life is enough

To do what I’m made to do

It’s in the setting of goals, in love

And then, in following through

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Oh Yes, I have to agree

Life’s surely too short to fight

Too short to hold on to grudges,

Or to be dead while alive…

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Yet still, your words have the power

Power to add or abort

And by repeating this phrase so much

You might be cutting yours short

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I’d like to lock this advice

Within your heart & your mind,

But I’ve no PIN access code

Just PIN this life-giving quote

Stop fearing death (poem)

 

Everybody dies someday

“How?” is the question, not “When?”

To Live Well & to Die Well

Should be the goal here. Amen.

Happy New Year!!!

 

There She Goes Away – Poem


doubt, fear

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Here she comes again…

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And she takes my peace away

Then, she steals my energy

She says it’s too late for my life to change!

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Here she comes again…

And I run, so much faster than I should,

Or freeze disabled by ‘I wish I could’

Unable to hear – unable to see…

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Here she comes again…

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She is the cunning first cousin of fear

She’s so slick. Oh yes, she is & her goal is clear

She wants to destroy my faith

When my victory’s near

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So I doubt…

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Still I know

If I follow her advice

I… will pay the price

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If it’s right it is Him

If it’s not it is me

If it’s done it is we…

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So, I shout:

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Father! This is the first time when it really counts!

I don’t want to make mistakes

I am so scared I could fail!

Suddenly, I realize…

Whatever He’s promised before

He has always done…

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So I pray…

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I know He remembers me. I know my Redeemer lives!

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There’s no time to rush

There’s no time to wait

There’s no time to lie to myself

No time to complain

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Hence, I say:

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It will be okay, again. I know who I am!

These words paint my future

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There she goes away…

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I See You. Unbroken. – Poem


I hear you…

You have a beautiful way with words

Such an able mind you have,

And yet it’s so sad

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I see you…

Broken faith, broken dreams

Broken body as it seems…

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I feel you…

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I don’t know you, but I do

I’m so human… just like you

I’ve known pain for many years

I believe it rhymes with ‘tears’

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In my world…

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Poems, prayers, sermons helped

When I hurt so much I yelped,

And when pain was lingering –

Chronic, constant, deep within

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I see you…

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Unbroken. I see you unchained

It is not a word, but I C U unpained

Free from all your tears

And those wasted years

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I see you…

.

I see you unbroken

I see you unbound

I know you are lost

Yet, I see you found

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In my Father’s Heart –

In your Father’s Hand

Unbroken.

See You in Tomorrow.


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I admit. I have made so many mistakes

I have twisted my life with my twisted ways

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I did things before they should have been done

I run when I should have sat. I sat when I should have run.

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There’s no way to turn back the hands of time

What is done already cannot be undone…

Till it can.

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So, stop dragging me through yesterdays

The damage is done, but I’m not done yet

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It is not too late – these are only delays

Did I tell you I knew the Maker of Days?

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You too need to focus on how far you have come

And stop crying about how far you must go, so…

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If you don’t plan to carry on – stay out of my way

Your fears have been slowly poisoning my faith!

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There’s too much at stake. l must walk away…

Doubts can only take us back to our yesterday

.

See You in Tomorrow.

I Pray that I Meet You There.

One Must Do what One Can


Boy Afghanistan

ONE needs to pray, and do what ONE can

Day after day – ONE step at a time…

Too many sorrowful tongues fall upon too many deaf ears

Too many listen to voices designed for war and not peace…

Too many eyes stay widely shut, too few remain wide open

Too many dreams, too many lives have now been killed & aborted.

Too many painful words too many people are speaking

In too many broken homes too many children are living,

Too many do not even try because it takes ‘too much’ to make it

Rather than learn from the best – they stay busy envying & hating…

Is it far more tragic that too many die?

…Or that far too many do not have a life?

How many answers can one receive when so many questions arise?

Too many pages provide for so many – waaay too many whys…

Figuring out too many things consumes too many years;

Fixing one’s gaze on too many ‘too manys’

Creates too many tears & fears…😢

There sure seem to be too many truths, yet

Worth mentioning is the following one:

ONE needs to pray, and do what ONE can

Day after day – ONE step at a time… 🙂

‘RETROSPECTION’


My past is a story of a tortured soul

Trapped in a jail with invisible doors

No way out and no way in –

Complete unawareness of being within

…In the heart of the greatest lie…

I was the most faithful friend of my greatest enemy

I was the lost coin

Looking for ways to be destroyed

Locked away. Locked in…

 

Believing religiously that I held the key

Surrounded by darkness from inside of me

I was a vampire, not even a leech –

so convinced I lived, convinced I was free

Chasing after shadows and fighting with winds

I just kept running around, like a chicken – beheaded one

Just running in circles, running in the darkness

Flipping my crippled wings in my utter madness

Admiring the image of my ugliness

Tripping against each stone on my way

In the dirtiest soil I kept washing my face

Not knowing why I kept running away –

Away from the world!

Away from myself!

Away from my fate!

Running after freedom, getting more in-caged!

I tried! …To break away from the spell of his darkness!

But was overwhelmed by fear and tangible sadness…

…After I experienced all deaths that were mine

He surrounded me with a silent shout singing:

‘Girl, for you my body has been drained of blood.

How many more times will I pass you by?

How many more crimes will you bring to life?

Recognize me – I am He… Acknowledge me now.’

My past is a story of a tortured soul

Trapped in a jail with invisible doors… 🙂