Hope Strength


That which dont Kill U makes U stronger At Least Its what Ive always been told!! 



I’ve been Broken;

Enduring hardships first hand.

I’ve been Lost;

Embracing the Darkness and Sin.

Death come Knocking;

But I refused to let him IN.



So here I stand; Head held high

I’m growing stronger each day.

I can’t forget Harsh Lessons,

This Life has thrown my way;

But this Hell won’t Kill me,

Cause Im growing stronger Each day.


I’ve been Beaten;

Hid the bruises on my skin

Ive been Addicted;

Masking the Pain Deep within.

Time has changed me

But the Demons didn’t win.




Cause here I stand; Head held high

I’m growing stronger each day.

I can’t forget Harsh Lessons,

This Life has thrown my way

But this Hell didn’t Kill me,

Cause I’m still growing stronger Each day. 

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As Queens We Cry Out Loud...(Shequita Phillps & Evolution's of Poetry)


I am a woman first who's tears run down her face
tears of shame emptiness inside this cold heart of minds
just a woman who gives all her love to a man
only to feel like she is not worthy of his love
she feels guilt shame in this cycle of love
a woman that gives to much in love
only for her heart to be broken into pieces
shattered like glass torn up inside
this little heart of minds this love is like a fairy tale
I am a woman who gave this man
everything inside me only to find out
things that I didn't want to know that
were true that came to the light of me

I am a woman who`s soul has been through the rapture
The undying abyss we call life
The subject of loves rejections
Impaled through the heart
Totally confused
Wondering why I chose to love thee
Only to never receive the same
I am woman born to wear the scars
Burdened by my ancestor
Strong black queens of the night
We are taught to look life in the eye
Smile in his face
And never let him see you cry
But how do I hide this love I feel
When you make my soul ache
From just a mere glimpse of your face
Born and bread to stand by my man
Not a weak little punk
Thinking he will soon become a man


A Strong black woman a queen of the knight
a woman who is in fear to open up her heart again to a man
a woman who will not let him see her cry
he will not think I am weak cause I love him so much
a woman who had a hard knock life growing up
from a little girl been molested by her stepfather and Uncle
Confused bout which way to go in life
Broken down
A woman who wears a shield around her heart for protection
and blocks her heart not letting anyone in to love
do to the fact she has been hurt all her childhood life
Now as a woman she releases all of her pain through her pen


My pen bleeds mountains of confusion
As my personification grows cold
As I have a burial For this hollow well
I call my soul
Tears flowing deep
As I overflow with frustrations
Intimidated by the reflections
I see with in my eyes
Whom am I
Do I know her
I can still hear her screams for help
Begging for someone to save her
Only to hear him laughing
Why is it me
Why do I deserve such love
As my broken soul cries
To find away out
My eyes swell with tears of repulsion
Free me please
I beg of you
To look at me and see
Beyond the broken hour glass
As my soul bleeds


See beyond this inner child who has been hurt in so much pain
these tears fall down my face as I bleed out
my soul cries for love understanding
caring that unconditional love
pure true real love bliss
I look in the mirror and see my reflection as a woman
and as I look I see dat inner child broken free to pen all the feeling growing up
seeing how her life took a turn
from all the confusion in her life
slowly mending all the broken pieces
growing up


As woman so many of us face this distant struggle
Whether to love him or leave him
Before he kills us with his abusive temper
There is no more confusion
When I look into the mirror
It is your bitterness i see
So listen up Queens
We have been to the point of no return
Broken down by those who claimed to love us
Holding on to Gods unchanging hand
Is truly a blessing
So look into my eyes as I smile from the inside
No more tears to shed for that abused little girl is dead
Her pain has been transformed within me
Through my many years of struggle
Yes i am living outside your bubble
You can no longer hold me down
Try to control me or even kill me
Because everything that existed
Within me for you is now dead
For I heard my mother say
Hold your head up high child
We are the reason God continues to smile
As Queens we cry out loud

(c) 2012 Shequita Phillips & Cassandra Evolutionsofpoetry Covington

Life: A Rollercoaster

As the saying goes, life is a rollercoaster.
Highs and lows,dips and bends,
Twisting, turning,
And oh so fast

When you reach a low,
You can feel alone,
Feel so empty,
Feel so scared

The world on you shoulders,
Weighing you down,
Trying to cope,
Trying to hold on

Sometimes you slip,
But always hold on,
For someone so small,
You are so strong

This dark tunnel,
Will come to an end,
For this path of darkness,
Has a bend

Your world will be flooded,
With streams of light,
Without even knowing,
You've put up a fight

Just remember my words,
Your not alone,
Your beautiful, a miracle
With a heart of gold

You won't always feel it,
Courage doesn't always rawr,
But you are a lion,
And warm to the core