Author: whispersofthesoul.org

In the gentle embrace of an older couple’s love, I found my home, a blessing from above. Adopted as an infant, in arms so tender, A journey of love, with bonds that will never surrender.

Not born of their blood, yet bound by a tie, In their warm embrace, I learned to fly. Their seasoned hearts, weathered by time, Cradled me close, in a love so sublime.

Through sleepless nights and lullabies sweet, In their care, my life found its heartbeat. They shaped my world with wisdom and grace, Guiding my steps in life’s intricate maze.

As the years unfold, their love remains, A steadfast anchor through life’s joys and pains. An older couple, with hearts so wide, To them, my love is an everlasting

In the realm of shadows, where memories fade, A poignant journey, in dementia’s cascade. Each day a challenge, a sorrowful song, A fulltime task, where forgetfulness throngs.

“Where is this, and where is that?” they inquire, Lost in a maze of thoughts, like drifting fire. “How do I do this, and how do I do that?” A constant refrain, a bewildered chat.

A dance with confusion, a waltz with despair, Talking to phantoms that linger in the air. Frustration brews, like a stormy sea, Yet, patience blooms, a resilient tree.

“Can you help me with this, can you help me with that?” A plea for guidance, through a mental combat. Remote in the fridge, a sandwich in a drawer, In misplaced moments, lost even more.

Keys and phones, a daily ballet, A choreography of searching, in a mind’s disarray. Breathing deeply, holding back the tears, For they are adrift, confronting their fears.

Good days and bad, a rollercoaster ride, In the ebb and flow, emotions collide. Apologies flow like a gentle stream, For repetitive questions, like a recurring dream.

Lost, yet aware, they seek your embrace, Aching to remember, to find their place. In the struggle to spell a name so dear, A gradual erasure, whispers of fear.

A disease unkind, stealing thoughts like a thief, In silent battles, they wrestle with belief. No physical scars, yet a loss profound, In the labyrinth of the mind, echoes resound.

One day, the recognition may slip away, Leaving you a stranger, in the shadows they sway. Patience, a beacon in the darkness they brave, For love endures, in the face of dementia’s wave.

Our Little Dunedin Lizard

In Dunedin, where the sea breeze dances free,

There’s a little lizard, filled with glee.

He revels in the salty air, so pure,

A sign that warm sunshine is near, for sure.

Like the groundhog, he emerges with delight,

Announcing the arrival of spring, so bright.

In Dunedin, we watch for his playful leap,

As the sun’s warmth turns the air just right.

With nimble grace, he jumps and takes flight,

Feasting on insects, a true aerial sight.

Like picking oranges from a tree so grand,

He captures his dinner, in mid-air, with might.

As spring blossoms into a summer’s embrace,

We’ll long for the chill of past winter’s grace.

Yet, we’ll smile, knowing Florida’s winter is mild,

For our little lizard brings warmth to our space.

So, let us rejoice as the seasons unfold,

In Dunedin, where the lizard’s story is told.

His presence reminds us of nature’s rhythm,

And how swiftly our tiny winter turns to gold.

In this realm of fleeting time, we arrive alone,

Emerging from darkness, towards the light we’re drawn.

We flourish, leaving our imprints, making our mark,

Fortunate if we touch a soul, igniting a spark.

We strive to make a difference, near and far,

Leaving behind memories, shining like a star.

With every precious moment, as the clock ticks away,

We endeavor to do right, with each new day.

Yet, in the shadows, some reside, devoid of light,

Exploiting the weak, driven by their wicked might.

They cheat and steal, believing they’re on top,

Manipulating their path, their conscience they drop.

But their deception is short-lived, their clock’s chime,

When darkness claims them, it’s the final time.

They’ll hear the tally, the sum of their deeds,

Realizing their pursuits were in vain, indeed.

For what they fail to grasp, in their relentless quest,

Is that their earthly treasures won’t pass the final test.

As they journey into darkness, their riches left behind,

Only the lives they touched will remain, intertwined.

Before our time concludes, we have a choice to make,

To uplift others or cause hearts to break.

When our name is whispered, in that final call,

Will it be for our generosity or our greed, standing tall?

In this world’s chaos and the battle of right and wrong,

We’re being observed, our actions sung in song.

Judgment awaits, as our days are numbered true,

While others chase illusions, like savages they pursue.

But let me make it clear, no gold shall we take,

For it remains buried, our earthly desires forsake.

We enter the light empty-handed, as we depart,

Leaving behind lives, love, and our beating heart.

So let your deeds be kind, your actions just,

For the final price is heavy, in darkness we’ll trust.

No gold can accompany us to eternity’s domain,

Only the weight of our choices, in darkness we’ll remain.

So strive for what’s right, before the end draws near,

Embrace the light, let compassion steer.

For no ounce of gold will grace our final flight,

In the darkness, it stays buried, out of sight.

Choose wisely, do good, for the tax is steep,

In eternal darkness, the burden will seep.

No bright skies or light shall we ever see,

Only the consequence of our actions, for eternity.

In a world where honesty should prevail,

I sought the truth, but it was to no avail.

Your story unfolded with twists and turns,

Leaving me with unanswered questions that churn.

Respect was what I asked for, nothing more,

But the truth you chose to ignore.

Loyal to a fault, I remained steadfast,

Wishing to rebuild the trust that once was vast.

Yet you kept moving forward, hiding your deeds,

Leaving destruction in your path like scattered seeds.

No clear path or reason could I discern,

As my mind struggled to make sense and learn.

My questions went unanswered, met with silence,

Leaving me in hurt and discomfort, no solace.

You shattered the trust we had, concealed it away,

For reasons unknown, you chose to betray.

I cannot fathom the choices you made,

But I know you broke a heart that faithfully stayed.

Love and belief in you, until the pain couldn’t hide,

Forced me to leave, my self-worth to abide.

Your brilliance and intelligence I acknowledge,

But the rhyme or reason behind your actions, a knowledge,

That only you possess, a truth to be found,

As I’m left with questions, my heart on the ground.

It took strength to make a decision so tough,

To save myself from the damage, enough was enough.

Once again, a lesson learned not to trust,

Leaving me with unanswered questions, a must.

I never sought to point fingers or blame,

Just understanding and clarity, a simple aim.

Yet you chose to mislead, keep secrets locked away,

Living a deceitful life, day after day.

I asked you to see from my perspective, my plea,

But you refused, continuing your destructive spree.

So I had no choice but to walk away,

To salvage what little remained, come what may.

No rhyme or reason can justify your pursuit,

Or explain the reasons you chose to pollute.

Only you can answer the questions that haunt,

But you prefer darkness, leaving me to taunt.

Still, I don’t know the reason behind your deceit,

As you deny me the decency, my heart’s defeat.

Leaving me with shattered pieces on the floor,

With unanswered questions, I can’t ignore.

You’ve shown me lessons I’ve already learned,

All I wanted was honesty, for trust to be earned.

But instead, I received more lies and deception,

Leaving me with a heartache, a painful inception.

So I’ll move forward, seeking healing and peace,

Leaving behind the pain, hoping for release.

And though the answers may never be known,

I’ll find solace in the strength that I’ve shown.

I wish you well and hope you find what your looking for and the peace your searching for as I will always feel you throw away a gift rarely given with no rhyme or reason.

Nothing but a fake cheap Actor

In awe of your charm, a spell you did cast,

Well spoken, kind, politeness vast.

Compliments flowed, a charm so eloquent,

Yet differences arose, a demeanor somewhat hesitant.

Quiet and shy, in odd clothes so strange and unique,

Mysteries wrapped in answers you’d seek.

But shadows unveiled, concerns took their place,

Defensive walls rose, a defensive embrace.

Caught in deception, lies without truth,

Promises shattered, innocence uncouth.

Blame shifted swiftly, a battle within,

Scratching and struggling, the fight to begin.

You vowed to carry the unspoken truth,

Deny till the end, a pledge without ruth.

Investigations claimed, a web tightly spun,

A match declared, a battle to be won.

Yet, a surprise unfolded on this fateful day,

Close to a match, but I walked away.

Strength and will, my armor and shield,

Love rescued, the lies revealed.

A puppet master in a lifeless shell,

My departure tolled, a victorious farewell.

No tears, parades, or honors for you,

A soulless actor, all that they knew.

Destruction your path, with no remorse,

Paying the piper, a cosmic force.

Eternity awaits, a debt to be paid,

A soulless actor in the masquerade.

No pity from me for your hollow soul,

No heart, no care, a heartless stroll.

You thought you matched me, a jest in the wind,

Caught too soon, your lies chagrinned.

Patience is mine, awaiting the day,

When the actor’s mask crumbles away.

I stand victorious, you in the dust,

A tale of deception, lies, and mistrust.

Wounds to be licked, as the credits roll,

A waste of time, space, and matter untold.

I emerge unscathed, for truth I defend,

In the end, I win, and you, a mere pretend.

Stephanie, embedded in our genes, the spirit of fighters,

We prevail only if we rise, ready for the next strife’s fires.

Believe me, I’ve witnessed souls, dark and cold,

No remorse for their actions, their tales unfold.

Rejoicing in destruction, leaving chaos in their wake,

Mistruths woven, hoping we’d be an easy prey to take.

But watch closely, not just trusting the spoken,

See past the veil, their true self to be broken.

Their acting skills, a poorly crafted guise,

Their sad game played, winning some rounds, a guise.

Stay alert, check actions, don’t be swayed,

In the end, their deception laid bare, displayed.

Stand up, dust off their lies, deceit’s residue,

Collect your winnings, walk away, and pursue.

They win if you give in or believe their deceit,

For some reason, Mom couldn’t repeat.

A gene missed, unable to rise and fight,

Perhaps fatigue or a weary plight.

The reason unknown, lost in the fray,

A gene I lack, forging my own way.

Despite battles, I rise, dust off, and move on,

Lessons learned, in each defeat, a new dawn.

Smile in knowing, lost a few battles, it’s true,

But the war is mine to win, and I’ll see it through.

Evil may outsmart if allowed to deceive,

I play a card ahead, their tricks to perceive.

When tired, take a break, but the gift inside,

The key to success, in your heart, resides.

Get back up, when ready, continue the quest,

For we were born to win, not born to rest.

No quitter’s gene within our core,

Let’s make her proud, stand firm, and explore.

In the depths of my mind, questions reside,

Unanswered, they linger, like a rising tide.

I cannot fathom why, oh, why,

You yearned for a clean slate, to start anew,

Yet the words remain false, like morning dew.

Lost and confused, I wander in despair,

As you spin tales and spend time with others, unaware,

What have I done to deserve this deceit?

You live two lives, destroying just one,

I pleaded for openness, honesty, but it was all undone.

You claimed a loyal, committed bond we’d share,

No side hustles, no other men to bear.

I tried to believe, time and time again,

But your misleading ways brought nothing but pain.

Trust, loyalty, honesty, my heart longed for these,

Yet stories, lies, and cover-ups brought me to my knees.

How do I navigate a path so unclear,

When you’re shrouded in falsehood, I hold dear?

Love cannot thrive when trust is betrayed,

A heart shattered repeatedly, dismayed.

Why do you play this game, this cruel charade?

To destroy the one who loved you, once so unswayed.

I gave you my heart, my soul, my trust,

Yet honesty and openness were left in the dust.

This is my final plea, my last request,

To reveal the truth, to put my mind at rest.

But deep down, I know, truth won’t be spoken,

For in your world, honesty is broken.

If I’m not worth love and respect, it seems,

Our relationship was built on false dreams.

I entrusted you with my secrets, my all,

But you discarded them, watching them fall.

You’ve proven again that trust is a must,

And sadly, you’ve shattered it, blackened with mistrust.

The choice now lies in your hands, my dear,

To embrace honesty, to make it clear.

But I fear, in my heart, that you cannot,

For truth seems to elude you, like a fleeting thought.

So, this is the end, my final plea,

To be told the truth, the reason behind your secrecy.

I cared for you deeply, I wanted you safe,

In my arms, where love would find its place.

But I ask for one thing, if you can find it within,

To respect me enough, to bare your hidden sin.

Explain why you did what you did, I implore,

Though I know, in my heart, you’ll choose silence once more.

If I’m not worth the truth, love, or respect,

Then our relationship was doomed to deflect.

I trusted you with my all, my support, my love,

Yet you discarded it, like a forgotten glove.

You’ve reinforced the stereotype, it seems,

That black men are untrustworthy, breaking dreams.

Now, the decision is yours, my love,

But I doubt you possess the courage thereof.

To speak even a single truth, so plain,

Leaving me to grapple with this endless pain.

So, farewell, my love, it’s time to part ways,

For in this sea of deceit, I can no longer s

In the depths of my mind, questions reside,

Unanswered, they linger, like a rising tide.

I cannot fathom why, oh, why,

You yearned for a clean slate, to start anew,

Yet the words remain false, like morning dew.

Lost and confused, I wander in despair,

As you spin tales and spend time with others, unaware,

What have I done to deserve this deceit?

You live two lives, destroying just one,

I pleaded for openness, honesty, but it was all undone.

You claimed a loyal, committed bond we’d share,

No side hustles, no other men to bear.

I tried to believe, time and time again,

But your misleading ways brought nothing but pain.

Trust, loyalty, honesty, my heart longed for these,

Yet stories, lies, and cover-ups brought me to my knees.

How do I navigate a path so unclear,

When you’re shrouded in falsehood, I hold dear?

Love cannot thrive when trust is betrayed,

A heart shattered repeatedly, dismayed.

Why do you play this game, this cruel charade?

To destroy the one who loved you, once so unswayed.

I gave you my heart, my soul, my trust,

Yet honesty and openness were left in the dust.

This is my final plea, my last request,

To reveal the truth, to put my mind at rest.

But deep down, I know, truth won’t be spoken,

For in your world, honesty is broken.

If I’m not worth love and respect, it seems,

Our relationship was built on false dreams.

I entrusted you with my secrets, my all,

But you discarded them, watching them fall.

You’ve proven again that trust is a must,

And sadly, you’ve shattered it, blackened with mistrust.

The choice now lies in your hands, my dear,

To embrace honesty, to make it clear.

But I fear, in my heart, that you cannot,

For truth seems to elude you, like a fleeting thought.

So, this is the end, my final plea,

To be told the truth, the reason behind your secrecy.

I cared for you deeply, I wanted you safe,

In my arms, where love would find its place.

But I ask for one thing, if you can find it within,

To respect me enough, to bare your hidden sin.

Explain why you did what you did, I implore,

Though I know, in my heart, you’ll choose silence once more.

If I’m not worth the truth, love, or respect,

Then our relationship was doomed to deflect.

I trusted you with my all, my support, my love,

Yet you discarded it, like a forgotten glove.

You’ve reinforced the stereotype, it seems,

That black men are untrustworthy, breaking dreams.

Now, the decision is yours, my love,

But I doubt you possess the courage thereof.

To speak even a single truth, so plain,

Leaving me to grapple with this endless pain.

So, farewell, my love, it’s time to part ways,

For in this sea of deceit, I can no longer stay.

In shadows deep, a mystery unfolds, A tale of truths and lies, untold. Staring into space, you drift away, A lovers bond begins to sway.

Questions asked, a simple plea, Yet met with anger, like an enemy. Are we just Roommates, or more, a riddle untold, A web of lies, a truth to behold.

Miami’s tale, a twisted thread, A surprise, a plot, confusion spread. You left in no hurry, a curious chase, Secrets linger in this vast space.

Sugar daddy, a name unheard, Yet, in the silence, a truth obscured. The carnival ride, a circle spun, A dizzying dance, yet not undone.

Open honesty, a plea in vain, In this puzzle, trust must regain. Contacts linger, untouched, unmet, A puzzle, a mystery, a tangled bet.

Brother or best friend, a yearning call, Cuddles but no intimacy, a confusing fall. Concerns deepen, fear takes hold, In this tale, truths remain untold.

Fighting for a love once seen, But cycles persist, a dance routine. Dizzied and lost, in circles spun, A plea for truth, yet battles never won.

Unraveling the truth, a daunting quest, Surviving mistruth, a heartfelt test. Lost and scared, with nowhere to go, In the echo of lies, the answers slow.

Rocket science or simple need, Trust and honesty, the heart does plead. Surviving the storm, a love once true, Yet lost in lies, what can one do?

The sands of time may bury pain, Yet the truth remains, a haunting refrain. In the dance of shadows, a love’s plea, For open honesty to set hearts free.

In a world spiraling out of control, one can’t help but wonder what has changed. Why does it seem impossible to cultivate a sense of civility and decency towards one another? From the moment we step out of our homes, the evidence surrounds us. As we navigate the roads, the frenzied drivers around us dart and weave between cars, behaving as if they are in the midst of a life-or-death emergency. Turn signals are a foreign concept, as they cut in front of us without warning, mere inches from our front bumpers. Road rage, nasty gestures, and reckless speeds become the norm, as if they believe they are winning some twisted race.

Even when we reach a red light, we find ourselves side by side with these hurried racers. Oblivious to the fact that their aggressive driving could easily result in the loss of innocent lives, they continue to maneuver their killing machines like drug addicts on an adrenaline-fueled high. As we enter a store, the atmosphere is thick with unhappiness and anger. Every interaction is laced with unwelcoming, rude, and downright nasty behavior. Gone are the days of holding doors open for fellow human beings. Manners? A relic of the past. Expressions like “please,” “thank you,” and “you’re welcome” are dismissed as unnecessary formalities. Being decent and kind to others? A laughable notion. There simply isn’t time for such frivolities in this dog-eat-dog world.

But amidst this chaos, we must question: Have we truly lost our way? Is it not possible to reclaim the values of respect, patience, and compassion that once defined us? Can we not strive for a society where courtesy and empathy reign? As we navigate our daily lives, let us remember that it is within our power to shape the world around us. By embracing kindness, understanding, and the simple act of acknowledging one another’s humanity, we can sow the seeds of change. It is up to us to reject the notion of a cutthroat existence and instead foster a world where decency and compassion are the guiding principles. Only then can we reclaim the civilization and decency that we so desperately crave.

In this world, it seems like people just take what they want without a second thought. Empathy and compassion have become foreign concepts, replaced by a relentless pursuit of self-preservation. Being a good person, showing kindness and lending a helping hand, it all feels pointless when others only care about being the winner, no matter the cost.

Have you ever had a friend who borrows money and never pays it back? They know they owe it, but they don’t care about being respectful or decent to someone who has always been there for them. Even when confronted by other friends, their response is dismissive, and wanting you beg for it. It’s a dog-eat-dog world, and they’re sitting there, their bank accounts overflowing with cash, oblivious to the consequences of their selfishness.

But karma has a way of catching up with people like that. And when it does, I won’t have an ounce of pity for them. The world is changing, and we can all see it happening. So maybe, just maybe, we can make a difference. Maybe the next time you leave your home, you can drive a little more carefully and considerately. Maybe you can hold the door open for your fellow human beings, showing them that kindness still exists. Maybe saying thank you, please, you’re welcome, or I’m sorry won’t hurt you. And maybe, just maybe, you can pay back that friend you owe money to, because it’s the right thing to do.

What do you want to be remembered for? Do you want to be the good guy or the bad guy? I’m not asking for perfection, just a little effort to be respectful and decent human beings. Are those days long gone, or can we still salvage them from the past? I like to believe there’s hope. As I sit here by the ocean, contemplating another day, I wish you all a blessed and relaxing weekend with your loved ones. Let’s strive to make this world a better place, one act of kindness at a time.