Dose of chevvi

Author: Shavesha Steele | ChevviInLaw

  • Garden

    In the garden of my soul, a delicate flower blooms,
    Petals of strength and beauty, dispelling all glooms.
    A treasure within, so deeply revered,
    My essence, my worth, so crystal clear.

    Like a precious gem, my value shines bright,
    Unwavering and true, even in the darkest night.
    Guarded with care, this sacred space,
    My inner sanctum, my saving grace.

    Just as the flower needs tender nurture and love,
    I cherish myself, like the stars above.
    For in valuing my essence, my true worth,
    I embrace all of me, from heaven to earth.

    So, honor your garden, your essence, your core,
    For within you lies a treasure, forevermore.
    Value yourself, as you would a precious art,
    For in loving yourself, you find the purest heart.

  • Embracing Failure as a Stepping Stone

    How has a failure, or apparent failure, set you up for later success?

    Personally, embracing failure as a learning experience has been crucial in paving the way for my future success. I believe that failure does not define me, but rather shapes me into a stronger individual. Looking back on what I once considered failures, I have come to appreciate the valuable lessons learned and the growth that has resulted from those experiences. Enduring hardships has helped me build resilience and gratitude, transforming me into a more appreciative and adaptable person. Without facing struggles, I may not have developed the same level of resilience and appreciation for the ongoing journey towards success. I have come to understand that success is not solely measured by money or accolades, but also by the discipline and principles that guide my path.

  • Navigating Life’s Profound Questions

    In the pursuit of life’s purpose, one often grapples with profound questions, seeking meaning in the midst of uncertainty and ambiguity. As the Ivan Goncharov once said, ‘If you don’t know what you are living for, then you haven’t lived yet.’ This sentiment has been the guiding light of my journey, propelling me forward through the twists and turns of existence.

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  • Seeking

    In a world of chaos, uncertainty abound,
    I search for solace, for a truth profound.
    In the midst of madness, I seek a guiding light,
    To navigate these crazy times, to make things right.

    I long to find God, to feel His presence near,
    To offer me comfort, to calm my fear.
    In this swirling storm of doubt and despair,
    I yearn for a sign, for a whisper of prayer.

    I am self-aware of the world's turmoil,
    Of the hatred, the violence, the constant toil.
    But deep within me, a spark of hope remains,
    A belief in something greater, that sustains.

    I seek God in the beauty of a sunrise,
    In the kindness of a stranger's eyes.
    I find Him in the laughter of a child,
    In the gentle breeze, so calm and mild.

    In these crazy times, I hold onto faith,
    Knowing that God is with me, in every wraith.
    I trust in His wisdom, His love so pure,
    And in His presence, I find my cure.

    So as I journey through this tumultuous land,
    I cling to my faith, with open hand.
    For in seeking God, I find my peace,
    And in His grace, my worries cease.

  • Soulful Understanding

    Some of us are just pure souls, shining bright
    In a world so complex, trying to make things right
    Through the chaos and confusion, we strive
    To find peace and understanding, keep our spirits alive

    We ask questions, seek answers, try to comprehend
    The intricacies of life, its twists and bends
    With open hearts and minds, we explore
    The depths of our existence, what we're here for

    We may not have all the answers, but we'll keep on trying
    To make sense of this world, keep our souls flying
    Together we'll navigate the complexities we face
    And find beauty and meaning in this wondrous place

    So let's embrace our pure souls, and never lose sight
    Of the magic and wonder that surrounds us, day and night
    In unity and love, we'll find our way
    And make sense of this complex world, come what may.

  • Archer of the stars 

    In the realm where fire meets the sky,
    A Sagittarius spirit soars high,
    With bow in hand and arrow true,
    She charts a course, her dreams pursue.

    Free-spirited and wild at heart,
    She embraces life, a work of art,
    Adventure calls, she heeds the sign,
    Her restless soul seeks the divine.

    Optimistic, she sees the light,
    In darkest hours, she shines so bright,
    Her laughter echoes through the air,
    A Sagittarius, bold and rare.

    A seeker of truth, she roams the land,
    In search of wisdom, she takes a stand,
    Her curiosity knows no bounds,
    In every moment, joy resounds.

    With an open mind and spirit free,
    A Sagittarius, wild and free,
    Her artistry lies in being true,
    To the fire that burns within, anew.
    The theme of this poem is centered around the characteristics and essence of the Sagittarius zodiac sign. It celebrates traits such as freedom, adventure, optimism, curiosity, and a quest for truth. The poem paints a portrait of a spirited individual who embraces life with enthusiasm and courage, guided by a sense of exploration and a desire for deeper understanding. It captures the essence of the Sagittarius spirit as bold, adventurous, and unapologetically authentic.

  • Caged

    Am I the bird in flight, or am I the cage,
    Enclosing my world in steel, silent rage?
    Perhaps I am both, the foundation and the bound,
    Yearning for freedom, yet the door cannot be found.

    My wings, once strong, now clipped by fear's embrace,
    My feet tethered to earth, longing for open space.
    In this prison of metal, a paradox resides,
    Protection or confinement, where truth hides.

    From dawn till dusk, I remain confined,
    Moving, yet never leaving the cage behind.
    Within these walls of my own design,
    I search for escape, a path to find.

    The cage offers refuge from the chaos outside,
    A semblance of happiness, a comforting tide.
    Yet amidst the safety, a yearning stirs deep,
    To soar beyond boundaries, where dreams sleep.

    I've yearned to spread my wings and take flight,
    But the cage holds me back, veiling my sight.
    Fear of the unknown, fear of what could be,
    Keeps me tethered to what I cannot see.

    Yet in the quiet of night, I ponder and dream,
    Of a life unencumbered, of a limitless stream.
    For if I were to break free from this cage,
    Would true freedom await, or an uncertain stage?

  • Faded into the shadows

    The darkness introduced me to heartbreak, a familiar face
    Seems you've left your mark once again
    I was drawn in by your hollow promises
    A fool to believe there was ever a spark to begin

    My heart aches for understanding
    Destiny already etched in stone
    Another disaster on the horizon
    We set off on this journey as friends, now lost and alone

    I'm searching desperately for myself
    My shadow lingers, but lacks substance
    Death's constant knocking at my door
    Becoming a tiresome presence

    She entered like a predator
    Tearing my heart into shards
    I only wanted a taste of love
    Didn't expect to lose what I held so dear

    Easily seen yet still blind to the truth
    Awake, yet feeling dead inside
    The lesson learned, the moral of the story
    Slowly descending into purgatory's tide

    Some may see me as last year's stock
    Just another forgotten category
    No glory to be found in this tale
    Like John Tory, I've become a distant memory

    Darkness claims its territory
    Sharing me with its sister, Death
    As I fade into the shadows
    Lost, forgotten, just a breath.

  • The girl that lives inside me

    The girl inside me, she crept in like a thief in the night

    A festering word, poisoning my soul with blight

    Infecting my organs, a dark force taking hold

    A shadow in my heart, a story left untold

    She lingers in the depths, a haunting specter of pain

    A relentless tormentor, driving me insane

    Whispers of darkness, echoing in my mind

    A curse I can’t shake, a truth I can’t unwind

    I try to resist, to push her away

    But she’s a part of me, here to stay

    The girl inside me, a raw and primal force

    A reminder of my battles, a source of remorse

    She may be a thief in the dark, a poison in my veins

    But she’s a part of who I am, bound by invisible chains

    The girl that lives inside me, a raw and untamed beast

    A constant reminder of pain, a relentless inner feast.

    So I carry her with me, this girl inside my core

    A reminder of my struggles, a battle fought before

    She may be a thief in the night, a festering word within

    But she’s a part of who I am, a story that will never end.

  • The potter

    The potter



    I am but clay in the hands you've molded,
    A vessel shaped by your divine will,
    Formed from earth and air, a creation beholden,
    To the likeness of kings, to heavenly heights I still.

    Confessions spill as I gaze upon your word,
    Refreshing streams of truth wash over me,
    Awakening from suppression, my soul stirred,
    From depths of depression, I finally see.

    An accomplice to my own undoing,
    Victim of my self-inflicted pain,
    Dreams obscured by shadows, mind's pursuing,
    A virus of doubt, my spirit to restrain.

    Haunted by regrets, enslaved by mind's folly,
    Clutching memories that turn to foes,
    Love's elusive grasp, a hollow melancholy,
    Heart bruised, weary from endless blows.

    But within this broken vessel lies a truth,
    The Potter's hands have shaped me whole,
    From flaws to bylaws, from pain to proof,
    In the Creator's embrace, I find my soul.