Empressjournee

Poem: When Love Feels

Written by empressjournee
Photo Credit: Jonathan Borba  

When Love feels, so unreal and seem to, betray you and me,

“I have to believe in me!” When love feels hurtful, shameful,

Deceiving, and tears flow, in the early morning, fresh,

Autumn, winter evening — breeze; “I still, will, believe in me!”

When love feels unwanted, scary, incomplete and all around,

Your presence, seems like danger, far away, absence,

From a sacred heart, separate; like, its’ wishes are to,

Keep us apart; “I will believe in me!” When love feels like,

A surprise melody of a tender heart, of a songstress,

A Christmas present, one struggle — to unwrap gracefully:

And it seems, I have nothing left — but breath,

True source, has appoint, anoint, blesses us with;

Each day I ask, help me, never to forget, as I command,

Greatness, power, health, love, compassion & no toxic regrets;

“Let your beautiful presence, stay always sincerely!”

“Speak life, whisper great thoughts,

Let your light shine — daily!” ‘Hope, grace,

Continue to remind me, that your love, is the greatest,

Love story that has safely kept me!

Empress Journee

About the author

empressjournee

I am a graduate of Medgar Evers College (M.E.C.); mother of three, grandmother and great grand. I love to read great books and listen to podcasts that uplift my consciousness; sharing historical view of the different shades of color, the various culture, the way we all are connected, the musical genius throughout the world and the works that are done to help us tap into ourselves and know that we are worthy. I also love to write poetry and sing. There was a moment that now phase in another aspiration of my life, I felt singing was a forum—a path to take, that helps to voice, express my thoughts, in time where I was struggling, battling something I did not understand and what I was going through; feeling unsupportive. Although, there was some support, especially from my love ones, the challenges I faced was mostly internal.
I am so grateful for the grace I have been given to be able to write my poetic thoughts, that is my freedom. I was a part of a journey that taught me lessons and motivate me that preparation is a must to face a world that may not be ready for a new rising star. Thank you for taking the time to read my poetry. I especially wanted to give honor to my mother who is no longer in the physical, as well as my natural father for the knowledge of health before he departed from this planet. Also, I would like to thank you my supporter for being on this journey with me even at times when the journey seems unclear. May we appreciate the blessings that has been given to us, as we continue to soar, as we reach a place of true jubilee.
Empress Journee