Why The Church Might Go To Hell (Poem) The church today is not a church, it’s a…
PoetryA collection of 27 posts
Friday Night Live (Poem) It’s Friday again, and I’m counting hours Biting every tick like I own…
Ever felt like you keep messing up, yet somehow grace still finds you? This poem is a…
Dear God, Thank you for giving me the ‘balls’ to start something on my own, even though…
“Poetry is like an orgasm; when it hits, you have no choice but to let it out.”…
Close your eyes And imagine a bliss A touch with endless strokes Streaming every feel and emotion…
Am I dreaming or I’m just screaming the future through my brain? The world is all noisy…
I am a sinner. I guess you can call me an outcast, an unbeliever, a wretch, Someone…