My Heart Breaks

Though my pride would not permit,

My jealousy, I must admit

Seeing you, my heart breaks

For all its foolish mistakes

For letting go and loving more

Your lovely smile I so adore

We work so well, you and I

Yet thinking of you, I only sigh

Not out of love, but out of fear

Knowing our ending is near


Thoughts of You

How long will it last

These fantasies of mine?

They fill my head both day & night

Thoughts of you; your sweet embrace 

It fills my heart with fright

For as much as I delight in them

I know they are but distractions to me

An escape from person I am & from the one I used to be.

God’s Love – An Original Poem/ Hymn

In the darkest night

I am not alone

In a lonely crowd

Lord Your love is home

Oh what do I have to fear

when my God is near?

What could separate me from His love?

Oh Lord You are my everything

Oh Lord my all to You I bring

Oh fill me up, make me new

Less of me, more of you

Lord all I want to do

is all you called me to  do

Oh what do I have to fear

when my God is near

Oh what could separate me from His love?

Wallflower – A Poem

He watches from a distance

sits all by himself

No one sees him

No one hears him

but in his own mind

he is right there 

with the rest

dancing along


Oh how lovely

he thought it would be

to be loved by them

to dance, to sing

to play his part



but in this crowd

he held no place

for deep down

his heart danced 

to a different beat



Oh if only he could find

a kind soul to take him away

to a place he belonged

where he would never have

to compromise who he was

 for the sake of being loved

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Divided – A Poem

Why do we divide ourselves

as if division could

cause wars to cease

or bring us the peace we seek?


Why do we despise truth

and welcome lies

as if lies could save us

from consequence?


Why do we hate

those who do not agree

as if opposition

somehow equates hate?


Why do we preach freedom

then criticize the ones

who exercise the right?


Or is it that freedom 

only applies to those 

rich enough to buy

a position of authority


to make us pawns

designed to believe that

liberty somehow means 

defining our own destiny


never allowing

life’s unpredictability 

to take us where 

we need to be


but rather, embracing

what was made to enslave us

thinking somehow

we are free

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Loved By You – A Poem

All my life I’ve spent

searching for the one

who would love me 

so convincingly

that I’d have

no choice

but to believe


Yet inside myself I’d hide 

thinking my silence 

could buy your affection

yet met with rejection

still I’d carry on

hoping someday

you would see me


But try as I might

I could never 

be good enough

for you

still I wanted

to be loved 

by you


but if I’d had the choice

truly I say to you

that I would be myself

and hope that

someday you would

come to love

me too


Dear Someone

You may not know I am

But I know you well

For though I hardly speak

My eyes have borne witness

To all your laughter 

& all your tears


For so long

I’ve hidden myself

Quietly watching

From the distance

Too afraid to approach you

Too afraid to laugh along


I have loved you

& I have hated you

But have always

wanted to know you

To show you how

beautiful you are


For by your hands

I have fallen

My heart broken

Yet without regret

Knowing, hoping

Someday, you’ll see


The beauty of living

Of loving without cause

Showing kindness to all

Turning the fiery wrath

Of your enemies

Into smoke


Writing this letter

I only wish my words

Could adequately express 

All the things I wish you knew

All that I’ve failed to tell

All the things I wish to say to you

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