Tag: Poetry

Out of the Mouth

.Reading time 2 minutes.

May my sins and iniquities be cast far away,
Like clouds scattered by the winds of a new day.
For today is a gift, like manna from heaven,
A breath of grace, by which I am forgiven.

Let me learn from the wounds that scar my soul,
From the shadows I’ve walked, to be made whole.
Each step I take, may it be towards the light,
A journey of healing, from darkness to bright.
I long to be more than I was yesterday,
Transformed by His love, I walk in His way.

Washed by the blood, cleansed from my shame,
Renewed in His name, I call on His claim.
Under His shelter, I find my peace,
From the world’s distractions, I seek release.

Make me whole again, O Lord, I plead,
Fill my heart like a river, with Your holy seed.
May my cup overflow with joy unspoken,
For in Your love, I am never broken.

Let Your spirit within me rise and shine,
For You are the truth, the life, the vine.
In the garden of Your love, let me take root,
And grow strong in Your truth, like a tree with deep fruit.
With You, I will flourish, in Your grace I stand,
Forever guided by Your holy hand.

I separate from the world, as the wheat from the chaff,
Draw near to Your presence, and feel Your staff.
For You are the Shepherd, and I am Your sheep,
In Your green pastures, my soul You keep.

~Written by K.inthia

In the shadows of the storm 

.Reading time 2 minutes.

As I gaze at this version of me,  

A broken vessel, lost at sea.  

Defiled, devoid of love’s warm embrace,  

Hollowed out in this empty space.  

Wounds that ache and refuse to heal,  

A wildfire where despair is real,  

Consuming each cherished memory,  

Leaving behind a ghost of me.  

A fear that lingers, knows no end,  

A fleeting shadow, a weary friend.  

Life feels unworthy, a bitter jest,  

A withered bloom, denied its rest.  

Yet here I stand, a shattered vase,  

Clinging to hope in this dark place—  

An endless stream that slips away,  

Help me! Please, God, I pray!  

My silent plea lost in the whispers of the wind,  

A desperate call for strength to begin.  

The pain, a tide that pulls me down,  

Sinking beneath its weight, I drown.  

But in this darkness, I still fight—  

A flicker of a distant light.  

Perhaps a spark, a fragile thread,  

To pull me back from this abyss, dead.  

The storm inside rages on, unkind,  

Yet in its fury, I seek to find  

A strength unknown, a quiet flame  

That rises from the deepest shame.  

For in the cracks, the light may leak,  

In brokenness, we’re often made meek,  

But even weakness carries might,  

When clung to in the darkest night.  

So I stand, though weary, bruised,  

A soul in turmoil, yet still used.  

And though the road is hard and long,  

I find in silence, a rising song.  

I am more than sorrow, more than pain—  

I’ll rebuild from ash, from loss, from rain.

~Written by K.inthia

Twenty-Five [Updated Version]

.Reading time 1 minute.

At twenty-five, a weight upon my chest, 
Spring cleaning thoughts, seeking peace, seeking rest. 
Amidst the clutter, my heart felt so frail, 
Rebuilding my worth, as old dreams began to pale. 

Why did I chase what left me so hollow, 
A shattered reflection, a path hard to follow? 
Justifying choices wrapped in despair, 
Believing I didn’t deserve love’s tender care. 

Each lie a punishment, a chain tightly wound, 
Wondering in silence if hope could be found. 
The mirror’s gaze pierced, “Is this truly me?” 
In the depths of my struggle, I longed to be free. 

Self-reflection like fire, igniting the night, 
Unraveling whispers, reclaiming my light. 
At twenty-five, I rise from the pain, 
Embracing my journey, no longer in vain.

~ Written by K.inthia

Caterpillar of Existence

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I am a caterpillar of existence

Eating away the lessons of life

Until I have learned, I will not be satisfied

Until I grow, I will not learn how to fly

~Written by K.inthia