We used to marvel at the same scenes
cursing at luckless loves with temerity
intoxicating in the company of misery
daring, until life acquiesced;
from then we nurtured new loves
making plans still to stay entwined;
How then does it now hold us apart
the meaning of intentions disagreeing
the unspoken giving birth to imprecations
as if we never were, never been
Published by Carmie Dulguime
I started this digital journal initially for self-expression -- because this is what I do. I write for my profession and for my passion.
Then it dawned on me that what I was doing was selfish.
I found new inspiration in Proverbs 31:8: Speak for those who cannot speak; seek justice for all those on the verge of destruction.
Through the years, I have met people from various walks of life with stories that deserve to be told. Unfortunately, not all of them have the gift of gab. So I presented myself to them, giving them the voice that they need to share their stories. Stories that inspire, cry out, reach out, provide unspoken truth.
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