Poetryoftheheart Stories

My poetry experiments

A raw, emotional poem of a child reaching out to a distant mother, trapped in darkness and longing for rescue, love, and understanding.

A soul is born weightless, nameless, pure- It takes a body to endure. To touch, to feel, to rise, to fall- It needs flesh to answer the world's call. And just the same... This body of mine-warm, breathing, alive- Needs a home in which it may survive. Not just four walls and silent air, But a place where love dares to care. After marriage, they said, "You are home." But I wandered like a prayer without a dome. A sacred flame with no temple walls, A poem unspoken, a voice that calls. They dressed me in silk, in vermilion light, But never asked if I slept through the night. Their house was built on lineage and pride- But where in those bricks was I meant to hide? I smiled like a guest, walked on eggshell floors, Each corner echoing locked-up doors. I left my motherland, my girlhood room- And entered silence dressed as a bridegroom's bloom. But what is a house without embrace? A grave with curtains, a roof in space. No eyes that searched my soul to see- No hands that built a place for me. They gave me food, gave me rules, But not the freedom to break their tools. A soul needs a body to feel at peace- And a body needs a home to release. Not shelter from rain or shade from heat- But a truth-soaked ground beneath my feet. A window that knows my weeping face, A room where I'm not out of place. I became homeless, not in street or stone- But in the absence of being known. In every house, I was but a guest- A body dressed... but never blessed. And yet, I rise-slow, fierce, and still- With emptiness now shaped by will. If no home claims this sacred form, Then I will build it in every storm. In my silence, in my breath, in my art- A sanctuary grown inside my heart. For I am not lost, though no one waits- I am the keeper of my gates. Like the soul once found this mortal clay- My home shall find me... one day.

"Let Me Fly" is a heart-wrenching, lyrical poem about love lost, heartbreak, and the struggle to break free. It explores the push and pull of a relationship filled with pain, longing, and regret, ultimately expressing the courage to release the past and reclaim one's freedom.

These are old rap songs i wrote, to today. Some of my very first poetry under the un-official band name: Raising the Bronze Serpent

Poems I prayed in faith, cried and wrote in heartache, long before I ever met my wife, the Lord graciously gave to me in answer to thos poetic prayers and meditations

In these poems, I meditate on the mysterious and Divine purpose to the existence of beautiful things. Created beauty...the painting...is but an echo and reflection of the Creator and Divine Artist "One thing I have desired of the Lord , That will I seek: That I may...behold the beauty of the Lord." ~Psalms 27:4 "Let Your work appear to Your servants, And Your glory to their children. And let the beauty of the Lord our God be upon us..." ~Psalms 90:16‭-‬17

A intense poem about resilience, passion, and addictive love. Cobra Heart captures the fire of a soul unbroken, the thrill of dangerous desire, and the magnetic pull of a love that consumes and empowers

Poems about what I lost...and what He restored and redeemed "For the Lord's anger is but for a moment. His favor is for life; Weeping may endure for a night, But joy comes in the morning." ~Psalms 30:5 "Be glad then, you children of Zion, And rejoice in the Lord your God; For He has given you the former rain faithfully, And He will cause the rain to come down for you- The former rain, And the latter rain in the first month. The threshing floors shall be full of wheat, And the vats shall overflow with new wine and oil. "So I will restore to you the years that the swarming locust has eaten, The crawling locust, The consuming locust, And the chewing locust, My great army which I sent among you. You shall eat in plenty and be satisfied, And praise the name of the Lord your God, Who has dealt wondrously with you; And My people shall never be put to shame." ~Joel 2:23‭-‬26

Poems about God's redemption in my Struggle with Porn

A heartfelt and uplifting poem about resilience, hope, and the power of love. One Step at a Time tells the story of a woman navigating life's struggles, finding strength through her children, and discovering light after the darkest moments.

How it felt to watch you go hoping we'd always find each other again

"He Loves Me, He Loves Me Not" is a deeply emotional and lyrical poem about longing, unspoken love, and vulnerability. It captures the intensity of desire, the pain of uncertainty, and the bittersweet ache of a heart caught between hope and rejection. With vivid imagery and rhythmic flow, it draws readers into the delicate, tumultuous dance of love and loss. Dedicated to S.P

"Petals of a Rose" is a heart-wrenching, lyrical poem about love, heartbreak, and the fragility of trust. It explores the pain of unfulfilled romance, the longing for connection, and the devastation of being cast aside. With vivid imagery and emotional depth, it captures the raw beauty of love lost and the ache of a shattered heart.

A deep emotional poem about unconditional love, devotion, and support. It speaks to being a steadfast partner through darkness and light, celebrating the beauty, strength, and heart of the one you love.

"Puppet of Your Lies" is a powerful, raw poem about betrayal and heartbreak. It captures the pain of trusting the wrong person, ignoring green red flags, and finding the strength to rise from deception and reclaim your heart

Poem-prayers against pride, wandering, anxiety...

"Summer" is a lyrical heatwave-where memories burn bright and passion pulses through every line. It's a celebration of light, fleeting youth, and the search for joy even in moments of stillness and silence.

I have forgotten who I am... Somewhere along the way, I lost myself- Not in dreams, not in love, But in the silence of giving too much, And receiving too little. Now, I'm just flowing with time, Not living, just existing- Like a leaf drifting on the river of life, With no anchor, no destination. I no longer love anyone in this world... Because the love I gave-pure, selfless, and deep- Was met with silence, with denial. Those for whom I lived, Turned away when all I needed was to be seen, To be valued, To be held-just once-with the same truth I offered. And in the shadows of these broken echoes, I now turn to the one person I abandoned the most... Myself. I am learning, slowly, painfully, To love myself again- To pick up the scattered pieces of my soul, To whisper gently, "You matter... you always did." I am searching for a place... A space where I don't have to prove my worth, Where my silence is understood, Where my heart can rest- In this world that is as beautiful as it is cruel, As magical as it is merciless. I'm not looking for perfection anymore- Just peace. Just truth. Just a quiet corner of the world Where I can simply... be. 😊😊😊

This is a poem about someone I thought i was meant to be woth but they were just another mistake