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True Leader
A leader isn’t the loudest voice,Doesn’t stand on high with an air of choice.They don’t walk around with a heavy hand,But kneel down low to help you stand. A leader’s not a boss, not one to command,They don’t rule from afar, but they understand.They know the power isn’t in control,But in the strength of a…
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The Heart of a True Leader
A leader isn’t the loudest in the room,Doesn’t stand on a pedestal, doesn’t assume.A leader’s not a boss, not a whip-cracker,But a servant, a guide, a true way maker. They don’t bark orders from a throne,They walk beside you, never alone.Their power’s not in the force they wield,But in the kindness they softly shield. A…
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Fearing Loss.
I’ve walked through shadows where love once lived,Through halls echoing with laughter that’s now just a whisper,Fingers once intertwined, now just memories slipping through my grasp.I’ve been there—In the places where promises were made,Where hearts were laid bare,Where the walls were supposed to keep out the storms,But ended up trapping the rain inside. I’ve built…
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Guarded Heart.
I’ve been here before,In the space between love and loneliness,Where the echoes of past heartbreaksResonate louder than the whispers of new beginnings. I’ve stood on the edge of vulnerability,Looking down at the possibility of love,And wondered—Do I dare dive in again?Or do I stay on this ledge,Safe from the storms but far from the sun?…
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The Fear of Love, The Craving for Love
I’ve been down this road before,Where love feels like a battlefield,And every scar tells a story,Of promises broken,Of trust shattered,Of dreams that turned to dust. I gave my heart,Like a gift wrapped in hope,And watched as it was taken,Then tossed aside,As if my love wasn’t enough,As if I wasn’t enough. I craved connection,Yearned for that…
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“Fragile Heart, Desperate Soul”
I’ve been walking this road for a while,A long, winding path paved with broken promisesAnd shattered dreams.Every step I take echoes with the ghosts of loves lost,And sometimes, I wonder if love is even real,Or just a cruel joke played on thoseWho dare to dream of forever. I’ve given my heart before,Laid it bare in…
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Silent Truth.
Every morning, I rise with the sun,Hoping today’s the day I’ve finally won,Over the shadows that whisper my name,Over the guilt, the regret, the blame. They tell you, “Forgive, and you’ll find peace,”But no one speaks of the battles that ceaseTo rage within, where scars still weep,Where the nights are long, and I barely sleep.…
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The Mirror of Forgiveness
Each morning, I rise with a fragile hope,That today will be the day I finally cope.I look in the mirror and search for peace,But the chains of guilt refuse to release. They say forgive, and you’ll be free,But they never spoke of forgiving me.Of the scars I’ve buried deep inside,Of the pain I feel, and…
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Forgiving Yourself.
How will I Forgive me? How?A tender whisper deep within my soul,Am hoping That today, maybe today,The mirror will reflect a lighter heart,A mind no longer bound by chains of regret and guilt. Yet, as the sun rises high,TI can’t stop myself from blaming me of what I did,Painful Memories and thoughts cling in my…
Walking Shadow Poetry
Grow from what’s meant to kill you.