The V-Poet

27/01/2026

TRUE LOVE

"I did not deserve hatred,
but I was hated anyway.
I did not deserve persecution,
but I was persecuted anyway.
I did not deserve to die,
but I died anyway,
all because,
I love you
and there will never be anyone who loves you more than I do."

25/01/2026

I AM IMPORTANT

I am important, not because of what I do
But because I exist, because I breathe, because I'm true
I'm a chapter in the book, a verse in the song
I am important, and I belong.

23/01/2026

Sometimes I wonder...
How many times had I walked past the exit, too busy chasing shadows to grab the light?
How many times had I let pride blind me to the freedom waiting, the love that would lift me?
How many times had I settled for the scraps, when the feast was mine, laid out in front of me?

Those were the moments I wasn't strong,
But moments I was broken.
I wasn’t in control; I was lost.
But the grip of the Spirit was steady, guiding me through the wreckage, into the open.
I stumbled, I fell, and I rose again,
The road behind me, a trail of tears and fire,
But the Spirit's presence, was always a flame that never dies.

Now I walk with a purpose, a fire in my soul,
A light in the darkness, a beacon to the lost.
I'm not perfect, I'm flawed, I'm a mess,
But the Spirit's love, it covers me, it sets me free.
I'm a work in progress, a masterpiece unfolding.

04/12/2025

The Pamphlet..

13/09/2025

See, when Poetry speaks, he speaks in riddles and uses figures to hard to understand,
He plays with words, language and tongue as he swirls and twists what seems in order to convey a message of healing,
But this October 5th, we are digging to the deepest core,
To unplant what was planted,
To uproot what was rooted,
I'll be there, where will you be??

🌱Our roots tell the story of where we came from, but they also determine where we are going. At the Mega Help Event, we return to the roots. Join us on the 5th of October to learn more!

11/09/2025

‎Time will tell, they say with gentle tone
‎If wounds will heal, or forever be shown
‎The deepest cuts, the ones that won't subside
‎Do they fade with time, or forever reside?
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‎The clock ticks on, the moments slip away
‎Memories linger, emotions still at play
‎The ache within, a heaviness that clings
‎Does time's passage ease the heart's deepest stings?
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‎Perhaps with time, the pain becomes less raw
‎The scars remain, but learn to draw
‎A newfound strength, a resilience born
‎Of weathering storms, and learning to mourn
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‎Yet some wounds run deep, a constant ache
‎A reminder of what's been lost, what's at stake
‎Time may dull the edge, but won't erase
‎The memory of pain, the weight of the past's dark place
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‎So does time heal? Maybe it helps to mend
‎But the deepest wounds may forever transcend
‎The passage of time, a gentle healer's hand
‎May soothe the pain, but not erase the scar's demand.

©️ Twisted Pen


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27/07/2025