Sunday Songs: For Your Glory

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aKetXJjMUZ0 For Your glory I will do anything Just to see You To behold You as my King I wanna be where You are I gotta be where You are I wanna be where You are I gotta be where You are — When life is hard, when your mind and heart is tired, it… Continue reading Sunday Songs: For Your Glory

Sunday Songs: Few Words

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zUAQdd2ELuE The simplest of all love songs I want to bring to You, oh yeah So I'll let my words be few, hey Jesus, I am so in love with You And I'll stand in awe of You, Jesus Yes, I'll stand in awe of You And I'll let my words be few Jesus, I… Continue reading Sunday Songs: Few Words

Waiting Castle

Let your nervous, jittery footsteps ignore the crashing angry ocean. Let your weary heart shelve its loud fear-filled da-dums. Lift your spirit up ‘cause your dream-castle awaits you, love. — ©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved. Photo credit: William Bout In response to Sonya of Only 100 Words‘ Three Line Tales Week Thirty-Eight. If you want to join,… Continue reading Waiting Castle

Game Birds’ Hunters

We are the game birds. Violence are our hunters. Guns and armaments, deliver brute, bloody deaths. Men love killing each other. — ©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved. In response to Elsie of Ramblings of a Writer's Weekly Tanka Prompt Challenge – Week 11 – Game Birds. If you want to join, here are the simple rules: Take… Continue reading Game Birds’ Hunters

To the Holder of my life’s map

I know You since I’m three or two. You know life’s hell that I’ve been through. Up, down, and up again Rollercoaster life feels like I’m in vain. Surrender, that’s what I did, as I sink in the sea of grief. My dream is dead, I said to self, as I smell my failure’s stench.… Continue reading To the Holder of my life’s map

Seasons’ Winds

Almost four months from now, I’ll be turning 25. It recently dawned on me, oh, what have I done with my life? I’ve studied hard and earned honors, but my ultimate dream still feels too far. I’m working hard but monetary state remains harsh.Yet looking back, I know my family and I are already far… Continue reading Seasons’ Winds

Bullied

They say I’m fat, oh, I don’t do weight’s math. Yes, I don’t care! They say my nose’s flat, oh, and I have bulky butt! Hell, I don’t care! They say my face’s ugly, oh, yes I’m not pretty. Hell, I don’t care! Reading these words, of fake and fallacy, I cried. I care. — 12.14.2015… Continue reading Bullied