Category Archives: Inspirational Poetry

Heaven’s Rain

The mountains that had me overwhelmed

has flattened to an open plain;

I can stand in my situation

for I hear the sound

of impending rain.

It’s gonna rain in abundance.

The rivers will overflow.

It’s not what I see

but by faith,

it’s what I know.

I expect it,

I’m prepared for it

and I’m declaring

it to the air;

for though I

have yet to receive it,

my transition is near.

My heart and mind is focused

on keeping this vision in sight.

It may appear impossible,

BUT it will work out alright!

I perceive green grass around me

as I stand firm on this barren plain;

I can hear the thunder sounding

alerting heaven’s rain.

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Rain’s Voice

I came to earth gave you all that I had

Taught you all that I knew

Held nothing back from you

I fed you with heaven’s multiplied meals

Touched your scars so you can see them heal

At my command your brother rose from the dead

And your uncle with legions; restored from inner hell

Your sister, whose condition was making her weak,

With a touch of my garment her issue did cease

I spat in your father’s eyes, he saw men like trees

Blinked!

Then saw men as they were meant to be

And so your my witness in all the earth

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Live!

So men will know the truth

My life…

My death…

was a redemption

for you.

My Words

Through poetry, I can let my voice be heard

Like an echo from the shade

Or like a drink of lemonade

Quenching the thirst  

Of a hot summer’s day

But it’s only words or is it?

You see, words can kill or give birth

With words …God created the world

In Genesis 1 He said,  

“Let there be light,”

And there was light

So, with words…

With my poetry…

I can preach a sermon that’s never been heard

Speak healing to the body of a sick little girl

I can unveil my destiny

Build a castle out of sand

Turn an egotistic little boy

Into a well-built man

I can say to my mountains,

“Be thou cast into the sea.”

I can imprison…

Or set somebody free

So, Lord let the words of my mouth

And the meditation of my heart

Be acceptable in the sight

For words can cut

And pierce a heart like a knife.

Before I open my mouth,

Enable me to phrase my words right.

That when I speak my words  

Echo

Echo

Love.


Life lesson learned through personal experience: It is possible to create the atmosphere you desire through the words you speak; positive words breathes positive environment.

I Cry

They say, “No woman nuh cry”

Hmmm, …that’s a lie!

So, let me tell you the truth, my dear

Many a night I’ve soaked my pillow with tears

There was a time I wanted to die

So, I gotta stop and testify…

I was trapped in suicidal despair

And those forbidden tears were always there

So yes, women do cry!

There was a time I walked the streets

Looking a home for my child and me

There was no peace when I laid my head

For I turned my back on the grace of heaven  

I walked alone!

Chose to walk alone

Chose to walk away from God’s holy throne

So yes, I cried

I cried life’s bitter tears

Drank from life’s bitter sea

Deception had taken a hold of me…

But when I couldn’t take it anymore  

And all I tried had failed

I got on my knees and repented in prayer

Especially then, my tears were there

I cry!

I cry when dark nights tarry on

And I yearn to glimpse the break of dawn

I cry for the Potter is molding me!

Stretching me!

Refining me!

“No woman nuh cry”

That’s a lie …cause I’m a woman,

And still, I cry.

Life lesson learned through personal experience: regardless of how dark and dismal the present may appear,  night hours eventually yield and give way to the morning’s dawn. Therefore, don’t succumb to the fear and doubts of today for the very thing you’re afraid of today, you might be grateful for tomorrow.

The Legacy for My life

I’m standing her listening to the drip, drip, dropping of the rain

Agonized by planned achievements I’ve yet to attain

Sadly, I acknowledge the feeling of life passing me by

And I question within myself, “What men will say of me when I die?”

Will my biography read:

        Yet to live her dreams,

        Yet to soar to the sky,

        Here upon white satin

        Forever silent visions lie?!

So what’s my legacy? What will I leave behind?

I look deep inside but the answer I still cannot find

Yet somehow, I know

I must leave an impact

Make my life worthwhile

Prove the naysayers wrong

And leave a legacy of pride

But how can I do this?

How can I establish my worth?

How can I let the world know…

There’s divine reason for my birth?

The only talent I’m aware of is manipulation of paper and pen

Putting rhyme to rhythm, can this be the means to my end?

Can I one day write the songs that make the world cry?

Can I one day write an ode to turn a tear to a smile?

Can I one day impact the nation with the lyrics that I write?

Can I one day establish the legacy of my life?