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The end?

art by Amity

Is this how the end tastes?

Bitter with a deadly embrace.

Silent are the ones that see

For they know I cry secretly.

Is this how the end feels?

Bitter with a deadly appeal.

Silent are the ones that hear

For they know I secretly fear.

Is this how the end comes?

Bitter with a deadly numb.

Silent are the ones that tell

For they know I secretly fell.

Is this how the end starts?

Bitter with a deadly heart.

Silent are the ones that speak

For they know I’m secretly weak.

Is this how the end goes?

Bitter with a deadly glow.

Silent are the ones that stare

For they know I’m secretly aware.

Is this how the end tastes?

Bitter with a deadly embrace

Silent are the ones that see

For they know I cry secretly.

written by Kadeen


Redeem the day

Sleeping in beds of delay.
I dream.
Praying that he’ll make a way.
It seems
Fighting only taints the day.
Fresh streams
Of blood and mud and old decay.
Their schemes
Satan looks at us as prey.
His team
Succeed at leading us astray.
Bad themes
Smite our lives to make us pay.
But beams
Of light from heaven does convey,
God’s steam.
The Holy spirit we must obey.
Soft as God? Or hard as clay.
Your means
Determine if you go or stay.
Your soul, your heart, redeem the day.

Written by Kadeen


The last leaf of confidence on the

sickened tree of self value fell softly

onto the soil of society. It was now

dead. That tiny bit of worth she held to

her core vanished almost

instantaneously. Poof. The doubt

enveloped her mind like a puff of

smoke from a cigarette. Just by an

inconsiderate comment. They say God

breaks you to make you, but it feels like

the devil makes you to take you. How

can mere letters have a double edged

sword so sharp it pentrates your wall

as if it was melted butter. Now all the

snipers defending it have been hit. Take

no notice of this chipped glass. It has

no bottom so the water cannot be

contained. S.O.S. Stop ourselves. From

the poisoned seeds we plant into our

hearts. Can you graft a daisy with a yew

Written by Kadeen

Betrayed by love…

Halves combine with love

Paths align with love.

Pain erased by love

Names misplaced with love.

Tears collect for love

Fears reject by love

Lies begin on love

Cries within want love

I’m afraid of love

Been betrayed by love.
Kadeen’s favorite quote on love…

Quote is: Love can sometimes be magic.

But magic can sometimes… just be an illusion.

written by Kadeen: in response to ‘love in ten sentences’

Many many…

Many many times 

Many times before.

Many many lies

Many lies they wore. 

Many many smiles

Many smiles I gave.

Many many cries

Many cries I saved. 

Many many lives 

Many lives are lost. 

Many many days 

Many days have cost. 

Many many breaks 

Many breaks that hurt.

Many many takes 

Many takes the dirt.

Many many knives 

Many knives that stab.

Many many men 

Many men that grab. 

Many many times 

Many times before 

Many many crimes 

Many crimes that tore.

Written by Kadeen


I sit here thinking

of what to do

Wishing I could stand up to hear

the truth

Tears like a waterfall                     of pain and doubt

Drying up my insides to make a drout

I whisper to my only friend            the silent room

 A bride on her wedding day without

her groom

A tissue a tissue we all fall down

The plague of black has now filled this town

My thoughts have clouded my common sense

But my i secure heart has built pretence

Fighting the unfight-able and losing the war

Waiting for a change,

will I be restored?

written by Kadeen


There was an eagle flying in the sky as free as can be.

The height of its ascent was rapidly increasing, very high.

And the speed of this eagle in flight was 75 mph.

Now this eagle decided to close it’s eyes so it could embrace the wind,

just for a split second, whilst flying at maximum height and maximum speed.

It was extremely skillful and confident of his wings.

But It crashed straight into a wall.

A wall that was transparent with no visible edges.

A wall that completely blended into the sky.

What’s happened to the eagle?

Completely and utterly destroyed on impact.

What’s the name of that wall? Pride.

The English language spells pride so accordingly to it’s meaning; with an “I” bang on in the middle

of the word.It’s one of the biggest downfall of God’s children.The higher and faster you fly in your

spiritual journey,the greater the potential damage.Pride can not only ruin your own salvation,

but it can also ruin the salvation of the souls that surround you.#It can destroy your connection

with God,hinder your destiny and bring destruction and chaos to your life.For the bible says in

proverbs 16:18 “Pride goes before destruction,and a haughty spirit before a fall.


” It grieves God’s heart when he sees his son or daughter fall to pride.Hidden pride is just as

wicked if not more than open pride. At least with open pride,you are more likely to be advice or

corrected by another child of God that can see it.But if you are proud in your heart,even though

you don’t act it publicly, God sees right through you. You may not express your mind, but your

mind will express you. A wise person always told me to be submissive and to serve others.

It’s better to pray for prevention rather than a cure.


Pray for God to remove any feelings of self righteousness and pride that are present or brewing.

Ask God to forgive you for any pride you may have intentionally or unintentionally, and to make

you submit. You find a stain on your favourite shirt, what do you do? Soap and water can’t wash

out all stains; Pride being one of those stubborn stains. It needs that special bleach made

specifically to remove that stain. Christ is the bleach that will remove your stain and restore you

once again, anew. If that eagle kept it’s eyes open, the edges of the wall would have been clearly

visible. Keep the eyes of your heart open to God. Walk in humility and humble yourselves, for

“God opposes the proud, but gives grace to the humble” (James 4:6).

Written by Kadeen

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