Christen kuikoua Poems
I Miss Jags: A Jaguar's LamentðŸ˜
by Christen Kuikoua
On the first day of school, I long for its end,
Yearning for my Jag family, my heart's dear friend.
The food, a tragic horror, but health's their decree,
A social kid silenced, a shadow of me.
The theater, my love, now comedy's the song,
No musical notes, just laughter all along.
Kids in the hallways, screams like a river,
Curses flow freely, make me shiver.
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So Who Is Christen Kuikoua
by Christen Kuikoua
In the quiet quest of self, a name unfolds,
Christen Kuikoua, a story yet to be told.
Not just a random soul or a fleeting dream,
But a being with purpose, a soul in the stream.
Through days and nights, in life's winding thread,
In the valley's shadow, where mysteries are bred.
Asking, "Who am I, and how did I come to be?"
A pondering heart, longing for clarity.
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Sonnet 1: Lost Love In The Shadows
by Christen Kuikoua
In distant realms where love's elusive gleams,
I search for traces of what once was true.
A love untamed, lost in forgotten dreams,
A flame once bright, now dimmed and misconstrued.
The path to find this love, wrought with despair,
Obscured by veils of time and circumstance.
Yet in my heart, a flicker, ever aware,
A yearning to rekindle love's expanse.
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My Shameful Self Vs God's love
by Christen Kuikoua
The lord is my shepherd, why should I stumble?
In the midst of tribulation, He holds my hands
He Protects me from my greatest adversary
Fights my battle in times of war
And feeds me whenever hunger strikes
Never have I ever lacked,
For he always has provided
In my shivering and pain,
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Am I Truly Best At Being The Best?
by Christen Kuikoua
I admit I'm not the best,
Was never the best, put to the test.
In my head, I strive to be the best,
Lack confidence, yet dress so blessed.
Insecurity's grip, a constant wrestle,
Fight those doubts, a relentless tussle.
A friend once preach, a truth so profound,
To be the best, your best self must be found.
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The Me, Myself And I God Must Die
by Christen Kuikoua
You who worship yourself,
listen carefully.
I won’t shout.
I don’t have to.
Truth cuts deeper when it’s whispered.
You raise your hands high,
but not to the God who made you.
You worship the mirror.
You exalt dust.
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The Addiction Nobody Sees
by Christen Kuikoua
It’s a warning.
If I perish, I perish
But I will not shut up.
Lust is not love.
Porn is not harmless.
Masturbation is not a phase.
I lived it
Not ‘cause I was raised wrong,
But because sin crept in through a simple ad at twelve.
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Eighteen Years
by Christen Kuikoua
Eighteen years ago, I was cradled in my mother’s womb.
Eighteen years ago, God whispered me into existence.
He saw me before the world did.
He knew me before I knew myself.
Seventeen years came and went
Some good, some hard, some unbearable.
Yet, here I stand, one more year added,
Not because I willed it, but because He did.
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God is Great
by Christen Kuikoua
God is Great
When I breathe, I see God is great.
When I laugh, I see God is great.
When my heart is broken, still, God remains great.
In my depression, in my despair, God is still great.
When I am a slave to my own anxiety, God is still great.
In my failures, when the world calls me lost, God remains great.
Even every tear that falls from my eyes is proof
God is great.
So, yes, I am here, and I testify God is great.
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A Heart Set Ablaze
by Christen Kuikoua
I love You, Lord.
Let my heart burn for You, let my soul cling to You.
May I love You with all that I am, with nothing held back.
Let no logic, no argument, no worldly wisdom steal me away.
God, may I never be too smart for my own salvation,
never too wise to be blind,
never too proud to forget that without You, I am nothing.
Make me a man after Your own heart.
Let those who see me, see Christ.
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