While parenting my Kreepy Kidz (term of endearment) I have learned to be swift and decisive as I choose "parenting techniques" from my mommy bag o' tricks...
A poem for the online dating age - do you recognise yourself?
I love to drive. Do you love to drive? I hate other drivers. Do you hate other drivers? Anger is so douchey. It just takes over, WE let it take over and we allow it to take us places we may never return from.
Exposing The Spirit of Covetousness! How many times have you heard the term "wolves in sheep's clothing?" where leaders (particularly those who confess to be "clergy" have used and abused God's People?)
I propose a challenge. Pessimism is not my tone. It is merely a love fueled by fear. Fear, not of the unknown, but of the predicted.
"What is a drug?" "Some thing that is addictive. It intoxicates you. Once addicted it takes you out of your mind and you lose all sense of who you really are. You become dependant on it, body and mind. You can go without that high." "So does that make me an addict?...
Do you feel that the universe loves you ? Or do you feel that its fear that the Universe gives you ?
Just trying to work through the complicated mother/daughter relationships...
The angst of a lonely 20-something struggling to find life's path, the despair of living life in fear of pain, rejection, or even not at all, and the desire to find a way to live.
Love can hurt. Here are ideas that can reduce fear of loving again.
Majority of the political leaders cannot fulfill their promises. Why are some of them still there?
This is a poem about reflections of love that rise above
Politicians use fear, secrecy, and polarization to stay in power. Don't you see it happening in your own country?
A poem based upon a girl longing for redemption. A chance to make her attacker feel as she did, helpless and afraid.
I wrote this poem based on the opportunity to put the bad guys in their place, to make them feel as you have, and by how doing so can set you free
Everyone experiences that one person who weren't who they made themselves out to be. It is hard accepting what you were to them, and that is what I based this poem on.
Sometimes we fear our own mind, and for good reason. This is a poem about just that. What it fees like to have a mind that never stops.
This is about a woman who refuses to be a victim, another statistic. She stands tall and strong against her attacker.
Moving on and putting the bad stuff behind can be a difficult task In this particular poem. It s all about having the strength to regain your soul, and begin your life again.
I have never kept a diary before, but at times you may have so much swimming about in your mind that you just need to let it out. So here it goes...
A re look at the positives of fear and how it is beneficial to keep us going!
Why do we have fear? Can we spot the cause for it? Can we trace the genesis and adress the problem at the roots?An attempt in the direction of self help
Remembering those in-between years when one is not sure if he/she wants to be an adult or remain a child.
So many ignorant folks still spread the fear of the unknown which we all will and must have to confront Wake up friends
Happiness is in the matter of mind. You can be happy no matter what.