Pathway The pathway to my dreams something I see something I feel something that cannot be changed The pathway..... The pathway that chose me The pathway that showed me I will follow until it tells me to stop. The pathway to the light The pathway to the top Ohhhh, I dare you to stop The pathway is my spot The pathway that hears me The pathway that feels me The pathway is the only way Ohhhh, dear pathway, I will not stop. Thank You Delleesa Harris 5/23/26

“She Walked Back Into the Light” There were days the world felt heavy in her hands, like even breathing came with a bill to pay. Storms don’t knock politely. They kick doors in, scatter photographs across the floor, and dare you to recognize yourself afterward. But @Karen Hamilton she did not stay buried beneath the weight of her hardest days. She stood back up. Not all at once. Not with fireworks and victory music. No real courage rarely looks like that. Sometimes courage is simply brushing your hair when your heart says don’t bother. Sometimes healing is answering one message, taking one step, choosing one more sunrise. And now look at her. A woman once fighting to survive is now rebuilding connection, reigniting hope, and opening the doors of her community again like a lighthouse refusing to go dark. That matters. More than most people will ever understand. Because broken people don’t inspire us by pretending they never shattered. They inspire us by proving shattered things can still shine in the sunlight. @Karen Hamilton your comeback is not loud because it has to be. It is powerful because it is real. And somewhere out there, someone watching you rise is quietly whispering to themselves: “If she can make it through that maybe I can too.”

This. Is. It. These quiet roads deafen me As the realisation hits home Nine Hundred and Ninety-Nine Degrees Inside of me, Igniting me Yet somehow these empty skies Have left me feeling so. Full. Up My hearts churning, Fire’s burning He’s crying now, as he turns around Round and Round and through reaching out He can’t seem to make one single sound Or even conjure up the strength to make a noise That’s loud enough He’s screaming now, his voice is drowned, drowning As he surmounts, leaps and pounces With every ounce to catch the attention Of the only one he’s been striving for. There is No. Escaping. This. I hear it. Loud and Clear. I can hear His mighty calls. Locked eyes on you And now, he ROARS With Lion Claws, he fights the fools Removes the drool, fired by fools With pea sized balls – who tried to fool Who gave their all to fool, me. My God. I can hear it. I can’t help but feel it. Burning. It burns. He fires through Each tiny hoop, he skips and shoots He glides right through my veins Through every single artery. Striving through each life line Guided by you, who now lives inside of me. My blood full flow, You and I Full Flow We flow together – perfectly We haze the view, you are quite simply Gushing through every part of me and Despite it all, and yes – you have seen it all I never stopped I have never stopped feeling. Not for you Not for one second. My hearts frustrated. You’re frustrated. I know, Me too. He’s shouting out, he shouts so loud Deafening me. He yells ‘SIT DOWN’ ‘SORT IT OUT’ ‘KAZ. STOP! PLEASE. JUST. STOP’ ‘STOP PUNISHING ME!’ Whilst inadvertently punishing you It was never meant to be this way you know, You and me, me and you – we are a ‘we’ We need to work as a team. It’s these heart beats you’ve provided which carry me They carry me through, I can’t bare the thought, the cold harsh truth The reality being that I’ve neglected you. It’s true. It’s my worst mistake and I would NEVER have done that intentionally. Not knowingly. I guess this time, it is my time to admit

@Tane Cox Like music to my ears. poetry will always be the best outlet a person can have. I would like to welcome you the group. and I pray your time here with us will be a great one. When you are ready, I'm sure a lot of us will love to read some of your poem's u choose to share on your time. till then love let your words shine.

I loved you in the spaces where words dared not to go- in a hush, to rush between heartbeats, in the ace of letting you know. I loved you in the waiting, and when time moved like a cloud throwing mist I was reminded of your name that my memory couldn't resist. I loved you line the leaving, when distance drew its line - and still held your shadow as if it were mines. I loved you in silence when the world forgot our song mocking birds kept on singing along So, allow the silence to sing its songs, allow time and space to be still - For in your arms is where I belong, So that love will speak its quiet language without sound. Delleesa Harris 1/9/26