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the universe be…

9 Aug

the universe belongs to you

It is a glorious privilege to live, to know, to act, to listen, to behold, to love. To look up at the blue summer sky; to see the sun sink slowly beyond the line of the horizon; to watch the worlds come twinkling into view, first one by one, and the myriads that no man can count, or know! the universe is right with them; and you and I are here.

Marco Morrow



Be Who you are!

19 Jul

Be Who you are!

“Being who you naturally are is conformation, that your coming into your own” DRS



State of being hopeless

12 Jul

State of being homeless

The state of being hopeless

Homeless people lying on the street
Signs begging for help
But, everyone has a home to feed
Could the world really be that cold?
That we can’t offer a shoulder to cry on, to sacrifice the pain of another
Neglecting what we see because we have no cure
I can’t imagine how it feels to be so lonely
Not having any hope to free your self of this disease
And, that’s the state of the homeless we see!



Tear Drops

3 Jul

Tear Drops

The human spirit
Some say after every storm comes calmness
for every laughter come tears,
for every struggle come reasons
What will make us laugh out loud today, and bring us to our knees in sorrow tomorrow?
We’ll never know

What we do know is that there, is a light that shines on the human spirit
and our ability to endure…….
The strength and courage we have inside each and every one of us to Face tomorrow……

No matter how great the laughter
No matter how plentiful the tears
We will weather the storm, and look forward
To anew



28 Jun

His fist spoke out in anger. It is true men can tell their strength by the palm of their hands. This kind of love, they say, will bring you a life time of pain. Was it the speed of his kicks, or my breast caging into my chest? My blood symbolized his hatred. He told me time and again the strength that I felt coming through my womb was the power of his love. For a while I believe that no other man would be able to love me as much. But something was very strange about this kind of love, because I didn’t feel as if I was in paradise. How could it be paradise when I had a fist over me as a reminder that if I dare to escape my life would become worst than it already was?

            I sensed that he knew that he was tying me down. Anything that he said, I would jump to his command trying my best not to upset him. In a way it was like an addiction, because I didn’t want to leave John. He was my bread and water, the very air I breathed to survive.  He had me good. I had no sense of self because I no longer belonged to me. I was like his slave. “Yes master, no master”, was my every reply to my lover. Another kick followed by the tone of John voice, I felt the sudden shock and the hard impact of my broken ribs. I held on to life as tight as I could. I crawled to his knees hoping he would have some pity on me. Sometimes I wonder if there was something that I could have said that would have made him stop. I was hoping the rage that manifested itself so violently would stop once I expressed to him how I was feeling. The screaming didn’t work. He kept on beating me.

            How could he call himself a man? He knew I was weaker than him, I couldn’t possible go up against his force. So viciously he vandalizes my body. I saw so many demons ripping out of his eyes at times it silenced me. The pain became unbearable and I started to scream out in agony. “Baby, baby, baby, I could feel it; your love is killing me! He came at me faster with his fist and kicks it grew rapid; there is no escaping the scars of his love.

            Who was I to question my master? Who was I to tell him how I was feeling? To John I could not hurt inside. I was like a rock without any emotions or feelings. He used me to take away his pain and anger. The flashes of his fist followed the turn of my neck. I lay on the floor, paralyzed by my lover’s touch. My swollen lips over lap each other while my eyes were swelled shut. I lay on the ice cold floor; I no longer felt any pain. I just laid there in silence. My eyes were hardened by the shock and speed of his fist. I just felt cold, cold as ice.



Demon Rum

23 Jun

Demon Rum

“In the darkest of times, faith is the strongest source to hold onto” Denise R. Smith



22 Jun


Many times we fall and are cast aside as if we’re
savages, lies are told about us, we’re left lock away in a emotional prison although we walk freely!



25 Apr


we’ve been through so many things, but I am not holding onto my relationship with Calvin because of our history. We genuinely love each other. Somehow our individual accomplishment has made us so independent, that we’re force to go through this phase, ”pretending as if we don’t need each other.”


“When some loves you, the way they say your name is different. You know that your name is safe in their mouth.”——–Jess C. Scott


follow your heart

4 Apr

“Your time is limited, don’t waste it living someone else’s life. Don’t be trapped by dogma, which is living the result of other people’s thinking. Don’t let the noise of other’s opinion drowned your own inner voice. And most important have the courage to follow your heart and intuition, they somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary!”——Steve Jobs



24 Aug


Hi guys, i’ve been talking about my new book Sophisticated for a few day now, and i would like to give you an offical summary of the book below.

Every woman comes to a point in her life when she is forced to take a true look at herself and the enviroment that sorrounds her. In the new book, Sophisticated, you’ll meet five women that have come to a crossroad in their lives when they’re forced to make a change in order to leap forward.

Joey is in her late twenties and has yet to find love and often wonders what she’s doing wrong why she can’t find “Mr. Right”. Kathleen as no clue as to how it is to be a single woman after being married for thirty years and recently losing her husband to cancer. As she steps back out into the world of the singles she finds out the hard way that things don’t always appear as they seem and sometimes the wrong perception of someone could cost you your life. Toni has been locked up in a marriage for years being phyically and emotionaly abused that her selfesteem is now as low as the ground she walks on. Now she is forced to reivent herself for her two kids or go into complete depression. Sophisticated will spark a nerve in every woman and allow them to look at themselves  in a completely different way!

 if you like the summary above go to www.deniser-smith.com/serves to purchase a copy in paperback or ebook formatt. Thanks and talk to you soon.