《T R U S T ▪︎ IN THE PROCESS》

Despite what it looks like,

Where I want to be,

I'm making the most

And enjoying the journey 

I had to change the way I see

So my vision could become clear

Creating my destiny 

I am stronger

Planted in my truth 

I am wiser

Lessons learn in my youth

I am abundance 

Riches of my soul

I am prosperity 

My spirit draped in gold,

I am health

Healing me from within, 

I am wealth

Overflowing dripping zen

I am gifted

Sharing my talents worldwide 

I am light

Shining bright unable to dim what's inside 

I am love

Giving freely from my overflow 

I am power

Illuminating and elevating wherever I go

I am peace

The calm in raging seas

I am grateful 

For the blessings bestowed upon me. ©️7️⃣2️⃣0️⃣2️⃣0️⃣ MLW

( I don't own the photo 

Kneeling

Kneeling 

This is why he was kneeling, 

To bring about the injustices of police brutality, 

The murder of another black man minority, 

This legalized lynching has gone on long enough, 

We've had enough, 

Literally placing your knee on his neck,

To silence him as a matter of fact,

You heard him say he can't breathe, 

To you that didn't mean a thing,

As you took pleasure in what you were doing,

Pursuing, 

What you sought out to do,

Leave him lifeless in the end,

Murder by cop is a hateful trend,

When does it end,

War on blacks by Amerikkka,

In what was the land of the free,

Home of the brave,

Now the lynching capital of a black man,

You still see as a slave,

We are tired and fed up,

This shit will end,

One way or another, 

Listen to what I'm saying, 

We've had enough there is no more playing. ©️2020 #GeorgeFloyd

Naked

Can I get naked with you,

Unclothed all the demons,

I hide behind the layers,

Of disguises, 

Can I show you my naked truth, 

My vulnerabilities, 

My insecurities, 

Can I show you my doubts and fears,

Can I show you my scars,

Where my innocence once lived,

The bruises of the fist,

My mother beat me with,

The stretch marks,

From where my body was given, 

To get my lovers to stay,

When all they did was play,

In my playground,

Passed me around,

Can I show you,

My truths in the bottom of the bottle, 

Emptiness rest,

Will you be able to see me,

Through the tribulations, 

Breakthroughs and breakdowns, 

Can you love me,

After seeing what can't be unseen,

Can you love me past it all,

Can you help me mend,

So I no longer have to pretend, 

I have it all together, 

Will you whether, 

The stormy weather,

Will you love me in my pain,

On those nights with down pouring rain,

Will you be able to listen,

After hearing me,

Feeling me,

As I expose my inner me,

Full of faults and flaws,

Real and raw,

Will you run or walk away,

Now I've exposed more than my body,

For I am only human,

I long to be a better me,

Can you love all of me? ©️March 3, 2020

(Photo isn't mine)

Heal(h)er

| HEAL ▪︎ {H}ER |

I try my best to chose my words wisely, 

That they become a gentle kiss,

To a heart that's hurting, 

No malice, 

No harm,

But compassion, 

Empathy, 

A new hope,

As the sun skirts the horizon, 

Soft as the caress of sunlight,

On your face in the morning, 

I pray these words be of,

Service and healing, 

Hope and love,

But most of all,

A blessing for you.

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Press Release for The Soul of a Poet

FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE

                       
Healing through poetry / The Soul of a Poet


The well awaited masterpiece The Soul of a Poet embodies love, life and truth with sheer heart and passion. Personifying the complexity of the heart, mind and soul. Delving into the trenches of reality of politics, spirituality and current events. The Soul of a Poet embraces social injustices, cultural taboos and many facets of everyday life. 


Jacksonville, Florida – 2/22/2020 – Riveting and inviting display of raw emotions and truth based on direct and indirect experiences. Feel the pain, pleasure, comfort, joy, grief and happiness come alive page by page. Free verse and rhyme convey exquisitely and reinstate the wisdom of the poetic voices. The display of sincerity in every poem speaks a little bit of everything to so many people. Laying bare the stupidity and sacrifices of the heart. Learning to cherish and grow from each experience.


About the Author Monya Williams used her life issues as a pivot point in desire to help others heal. She began to tell her story through poetry as a way to overcome all things that had her bound. She faced sickness that robbed her of her dreams. Financial struggles that made living very challenging. Love that seemed to always want to take never to give. Putting all this together is a profound way to help others see that there are better days after your struggle. Life is a journey we live in order to learn how to be the best that we are created to be. Many tend to give up and let the evils of life take over. But Monya was never the roll over and die type of person. Even when she felt as if the days were getting harder and there are darker days. She used them all as fuel to find her strength, her faith, her truth and her purpose. Granted the gift of storytelling was her way of showing people that you can get up after you fall and stand taller than before. To finally learn that life isn’t always easy but to be successful it is worth it. Wishing you from the depths of her heart blessings, love, faith and prosperity. 

For more information about The Soul of a Poet, please visit www.monyalwilliams.com.

EYES
Your eyes are the windows to your soul,
Only the ordained one will be able to see,
The beauty that lies deep beneath the pain, hurt and misery,
Your skin is the protection,
For the diamond within;
I am you and you are me,
One heart beat;
Two bodies,
Synced;
Two souls one set of footprints,
We carry each other as heaven saw fit;
Divinely designed,
A love intertwined;
Full of grace,
In this shared space;
With your eyes open you let me in,
Never to lose but constantly win;
The love we share is like no other,
My best friend, partner, counselor and lover.

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Black Mamaba

My heart mourns the faces of names I do not know
My tears aches crying pain for the voids left on their family lives
How can I hide
The humanity in me
I can't
Like a bird it flies free
Sending energy of love and light
Not ever knowing the moment
Life turns of the light
Take nothing or no one for granted
Chanting
God hold me close
Keep those I love
Send anglels from above
Cover them all with your guiding love,
We no not the day, second, minute or hour,
That our bodies loses its power,
When times up and we expire,
Live in love, vibrate higher,
Give nothing to chance,
Share love indulge in romance,
Treat people kind,
Imprint love on their mind,
So when this lease is up for real,
Many can speak positively on how you made them feel. ©️ (I don't own rights to photo)