The Path your Spirit Chose

In shadows cast by words unkind,  

Where echoes linger, and hearts are confined,  

The seeds of doubt take root and grow,  

And self-esteem can ebb and flow.  

When voices rise to drown your song,  

It’s easy to believe that they're not wrong,  

They seep into those cracks so dark and deep,  

And whisper lies that will steal your sleep.  

Yet, truth stands firm against the tide,  

No one should claim your worth or pride.  

You’re more than judgments, fleeting, low,  

A flame of strength that’s set to glow.  

Your power lies within your core,  

Though hidden now, it longs to soar.  

With every blow that comes your way,  

Remember, you have strength to stay.  

Take the criticism, let it pass,  

Like clouds that drift, not roots to grasp.  

Each challenge met, each doubt you face,  

A testament to your humility and grace. 

So filter out those toxic sounds,  

Let peace surround, love holds no bounds.  

Hold close the truths that help you rise,  

For you define your worth, be wise.  

Stand tall, be bold, let self-love reign,  

Your spirit’s might will break the chain.  

For you are not what others claim,  

Go write your story, claim your name.  

So when they question, when they spy,  

Know who you are, reach for the sky.  

Within your heart, a fire glows,  

You are the path your spirit chose.  

By Maggie Martin 

For Johnny

In the quiet of a glance, it began to ignite,  

A flicker of magic, a dance in the night.  

From whispers of laughter to stolen embrace,  

A spark turned to embers, a beautiful chase.  

Like fire in the hearth, our warmth clearly shines,  

Two souls entwined in the smoothest of lines.  

Each heartbeat a rhythm, each touch a sweet song,  

In the furnace of love, where we both belong.  

The world fades around us, just you and me here,  

As the flames of connection burn brighter and clear.  

With every shared moment, the heat rises high,  

A blaze of affection that lights up the sky.  

We revel in moonlight, our shadows align,  

Each moment together, a taste so divine.  

We're building a fire, with laughter and light,  

In the furnace of passion, we dance through the night.  

So let’s stoke the embers, let our spirits soar free,  

In the warmth of our love, just you and just me.  

For what started as sparks now roars with delight,  

In this beautiful furnace, our hearts ignite bright.  

By Maggie Martin 

An Artists Realm

In the realm where words take flight,  

We pen our verses, hearts alight,  

For we are threads in a vibrant space,  

Joined as one, the human race.  

Yet deeper still, our souls do crave,  

The pulse of passion, the dreams we save,  

For beauty whispers in the quiet night,  

And love, a beacon, burning bright.  

We chase romance, in shadows we dance,  

Finding the magic in every chance,  

For it’s these treasures, fragile yet bold,  

That weave the stories our hearts unfold.  

So let us write, let us paint, let us dare,  

For in poetry's arms, we lay ourselves bare,  

In the chaos of life, we discover our core,  

It’s beauty, it’s passion, it’s what we live for.

Beauty emerges from the chaos we face,  

In every heartbeat, in every tender embrace,  

Romance, that flame, it flickers yet strong,  

An anthem of courage, a timeless song.  

For life is a canvas, vibrant and vast,  it’s the brushstrokes of love that hold on fast,  

In each written word, a fragment of soul,  

Opening portals to what makes us whole.  

So let us delve deep, into the abyss,  

Where silence cradles the essence of bliss,  

In the artist's realm, we find our true core,  

For it’s beauty and passion is what we live for.

By Maggie Martin