Rah Times

But you can win Doing what you love. I should know And why I insist on writing, Nothing other than poetry. publishers don't get my style. But I'm not going to give up. Victory is in getting up, Not giving up, even if I'm being overlooked. I believe in me. My poetry and lyrics express my emotions, Convey other people's story. Like rappers do, I impart my opinion But one has to read In between the lines. I can't sing nor rap. But my stories are easily understood. At times I address social issues, speak of love, strength in women. But to enable all God's children. I write about the hearts of all people. While my book is not the bible. It may assist some people with tough issues. Buy a copy of my book for $2.99 from amazon.com

Rah Times: A Must Read : 'The Cry of our Children' is a perfect weave of realistic emotional thoughts and experiences on paper in simple straightforward lang...

'The Cry of our Children' is a perfect weave of realistic emotional thoughts and experiences on paper in simple straightforward language making it easy for readers to enjoy and connect with short, multi-genre topics in the book. In the arms of God is one of the many lovely poems that are in this book. Don't be Left behind get your ecopy on line today at Amazon .com. for $2.99 Get your e copy here   A printed copy here In The Arms of God I’ve asked, why me, many times. More on days I didn’t want my troubles. I longed to go back to carefree times. When life seemed as easy as blowing bubbles.   But when I start to feel denied. I simply close my eyes. I’m resting in the arms of God, And I’m wanted and sheltered. It’s peaceful in the arms of God, And that’s all I need to remember. I felt crushed and rejected. Excuses told me, no one was to blame. But that made me feel defeated. Although it didn’t really put out my flame.

I prefer consistent thoughts. Whether of love or brokenness. Not taking a journey of all sorts, of unrelated topics. If I'm elated or in love, my words says that. My imagination can't string random things as if they can be grouped or are apart of each other. If I'm empty and getting nothing, my words, my thoughts express that. I can't win if I'm defeated, Can't shine if no one embraces me. Let the songs of my heart be heard, Find gems in my poems and words. Don't let them remain stationary or for your eyes only, but heard all over the world. If you understand it share it. Buy my book here Listen to one of my lyrics here

I found my prince and he isn't you. Though I adored you. You didn't understand or have clue. That's why I'm saying bye, bye to you. I don't want to wait for what you'll do next. Still breaking up isn't easy. For me it is necessary. I don't need to be embracing pain. My spirit was broken by your hands. Envisioned life with you, But not the difficulties you put me through. For better or worse,  I meant that too. But I also wanted love and compassion. But indifference was more prominent. That's why I'm saying bye, bye to you. Buy my book of poems here

Sweet nothing comes from you, But your smile brighten my days. It didn't matter how difficult. if I thought of you, it elevated my mood. With all the heartache I've been through. And having no one to turn to. I reflect on memories, how lovely it was to have known you. But it must have been my age. I didn't grasp that you were rare. But now I'm aware. And I am still in love after all these years. Buy my book of poems here

It’s all Good, I’m learning! Nothing, not even love Is perfectly good. But when one does for his own benefit. Not for the greater good. Then that's not love But a demonstrate of hate. But hey, it doesn't matter, 'cause it's never too late. But no-one needs to be loved by a snake I chalked my choice up to youthful mistake. If he were a parent, I'd say he was unfit. And not the sort of person any should stick with. I believed he was a good person. But good people aren't selfish. As if he didn't know better his actions worsen. That's when I saw him as a horrible person. It's all good, I needed to know. I wouldn't be with anyone just to put on a show. True love don't shrink but usually grows. It's all good, sometimes that's how life goes. Buy my book of poems here It's about falling down and standing up. Becoming better than you were.