Author: Adiela Michael

  • Poetry- The Serpent’s Sting

    Poetry- The Serpent’s Sting

    Greed A serpent lurking underneath, Amongst his brethren He never sleeps On his skin lies dwell The more he has The less he’s satisfied Greed A killer amongst men, His daggers pierce deeper than most His voice is disguised in honey Beware of these tools His name alone is a trap Lions embrace his traits.…

  • Poetry- Shadows Of You

    Poetry- Shadows Of You

    Everywhere I turn There’s a shadow that lingers, Your memories are ever present Before my very eyes You radiate like the beauty you are You are the reason I write. In every moment You become my very purpose, A reason God created me Is to be near you My every breath Is tied to you…

  • Poetry- My National Pride

    Poetry- My National Pride

    64 years ago Our nation came to be, Her cradle was blessed by God From her youth, she was called Her sisters welcomed her with joy A joy worth celebrating. Among her daughters All were blessed in beauty, Amidst her scars, gold flowed On her head, a crown was placed What else could she ask…

  • Poetry- My First

    Poetry- My First

    Here in my heart You still stand, My thoughts are filled Filled with just you Nothing else matters. I’m but your own A souvenir from Cupid, My heart, you stole I never want it back If losing you is my punishment Let it be. Keep being beautiful As you always are, My daily prayers Are…

  • Poetry- Among The Thousands

    Poetry- Among The Thousands

    Among the thousands I see you, The veil that once was Is nothing but ash These memories I held dear Still haunt my dreams. In your heart You held me dear, In your arms You kept me warm How can I forget The one who loves me It is but impossible. If you were here…

  • Poetry- In Your Hands

    Poetry- In Your Hands

    You took my heart As you were meant to, This pain is but a mild one My heart is now yours Yours to keep I never needed it. Wherever you go Please take care, These thoughts are yours Yours to keep Yours to always remember If you wish Please find me once again. In your…

  • Poetry- When?

    Poetry- When?

    I saw you hereStanding like a statue,Your voice stolenLike Medusa’s golemMy sympathy is with youBut what can I doBut to watch you fade?. Your tears were ready.Like raindrops, they fell,My heart still seeks solaceIn your very armsHere with youAre your songs and symphoniesThose I loveI keep close. From afarYou still steal my heart,Why can’t I…