Still believing in love

I wait for you

Feeling your existence in my reality,

As our hearts are weaved together,

And entwined as one.

Time tells our story and fate holds our future,

As we journey into each other’s arms,

Into the unknown.

So I take this journey in motion of love

Believing in us

Believing in we

Believing in you and me.

I rest my hopes in the most High,

And my Faith in an untold future.

I advise you to journey on in awareness,

With the knowledge and trust in Love,

As God’s light shines in your heart.

I pray that His guidance should be what we thirst for,

And when we finally find each other, worship is our lifestyle,

Where we become one with the stars, the moon.

Eventually spinning in orbit

In unison with the planets and the heavens.

I am sure that I will meet you,

Here or in another life.

Our friendship

Wrote this for a friend:
Blue is the colour of our friendship,
Its the colour of the sea and the sky,
Full of life, full of God, depth and stability.
I thank God for our friendship,
I ask for the strength of a pyramid,
To stay unshakable,
I pray for the intelligence of the sea and sky,
When we go through our rough storms.
Gratitude is our foundation,
Wisdom, confidence and loyalty directs us
Just like the sea portrays.
Faith and truth we learn from the skies,
And heaven is found in our hearts.

Woman

Woman,  

who I would rather not name because you don't even understand the power in that name, 

hence you don't know what power you carry because of Who your creator Is.

I saw right through you since the day I met you 
decided to preserve you in my heart as I saw past you, 
saw the shadow on the wall behind you of a woman with a tiara, 
you possess more than what you actually portray, 
you invite many into your bed but not just any into your heart, 
thinking that might award you all you need for the day 
and numb you of all the heartache. 
You read from the pages of gossip magazines as others downfalls 
make you feel better about your downfalls
so you keep celebrating their mistakes 
not realizing that those mistakes turn into victory when admitted and appreciated.
You would rather spend time where there is loud music 
since you cannot bare to hear your thoughts, 
if only you knew that its through your thoughts 
that you can design a new life and achieve it.
You have no respect for others,
without care of who you step on as long as you are the winner, 
not realizing that being a winner is about humbling yourself and serving others. 
You were created as God by God 
and its time you start noticing, 
start walking in a new light as that will give you reason to love, to love you.
You were created to love and hence you are love.

Finding the right words

I have so much to say
but when I start working my hand on paper
the words fly out the window of my mind,
liked a caged bird set free by it's devoted master,
believing that it will fly back home,
leaving me speechless
with faith and alone.

I sit with my paper and pen wondering
how I can put my thoughts out to you.
Thinking how I can convey the beauty
and infinite love I bear witness to daily,
how I can be mediator between my imagination and my hand,
between my grip and the pen,
between the ink and the paper.

I have so much to say
and when I try to liberate my reflection to you,
words are puzzles,
requiring my time to solve the the pieces,
so I ask for more time,
and patience is the task at hand.

I calmly place my pen on the paper,
with the idea of introducing one to the other ,
as the two are about to encounter an unfamiliar trail in unison,
as I narrate my story.

I tell my story with the wisdom granted to me by the Creator of life.
wishing that it could be smooth,
wishing it could have the same light as the sun rays at dawn,
full of soul and hope
feeding the skin and body with energy and strength.

I now recognize the place I am at,
the place where I am going.
Giving recognition and praises,
leaving behind doubt and fear whether my words will fly back to me.
I acquaint myself with me and the time inside my mind,
aware that in season I will say all that I need to say,
and you will be desiring such words to come your way,
comforting you and supporting you in your season.

I do have much to say but I will wait patiently
for the words to fly back to me,
and affirm the need to speak, to you.

Why I write

I write to hear my soul speak to me,

To fulfill my promise to self,

To give a voice to my thoughts and to be the voice of reason at the end of the day.

I write to learn,

To teach the truth,

To hear and speak the truth.

I write to numb the negative thoughts,

To treasure the positives,

To gain understanding.

I write to free a spirit,

To enlighten a path,

To give love and to be love.

I write, and by writing the lioness in me roars to be set free from the cage,

And that makes me glow,

Gives me a reason to live,

Determination to grow. 

Hope becomes my second name and love my surname.

I write in my happiest and saddest moments.

I write in my strongest and weakest moments,

And I cherish every single day that goes by under the sun.

I write a story untold,

To see the unknown and the hidden. 

I write to serve, to heal, to mend the broken pieces

And restore life.

I write. 

Me

I tried with all I can to know you

Only to realize that its me I need to know first!

So my path to knowing you changed

When I acknowledged ME.

How I treated you was how I treated ME.

My path to knowing you finally made sense when I started knowing ME.

My path to knowing me

Opened my eyes to the greater path within me

Made me see my worth.

So I put me first.

My path to knowing you is now

My path to knowing ME.

So I give to you my true self

Without expecting anything in return.