Tuesday, October 21, 2025

War poems for spiritual warefare poetry book (grit grace book 3)



 In this collection of poems, we stand in the gap, we enter into battle for ourselves and others! War poems is not just poems about spiritual warefare, but a prophetic declaration of victory in Christ Jesus. 

Publish date: 10/21/25 

Publisher: R.I.S.E. with yahweh ministries

location: wichita, ks 

Price: FREE 


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Sunday, October 19, 2025

Grit and grace series work: nobody loves me (loveless part 2)



No one loves me, oh this ache,

They just care how I perform for them, 

Demand my presence for the shows sake,

But they never truly choose me over him or the selves of them.


Why does no one want me? 

What wrong have I committed, but deeply feel, 

The mask is all they want to see,

No one saved me, and theyre choosing him still


Smile in my face,

Yet im the punchline,

The fool of the cruel jokes they make in their secret place, 

I swear they do this all the time, im nobodies dime. 


Should I stay or should i go?

Searching for a home that feels so far away,

Family isnt family just because blood says so,

Heaven knows my name, no matter what they say. 


My soul cries out 

My heart knows the truth,

Actions speak louder than words said in a shout,

Ive been, being abandoned since my youth. 


I see the joy, the pictures, the love shown to my enemy,

While my line stays silent, no ring,

Im left behind feeling empty ,

Oh death how great is your sting! 


Over and again, same game,

Same thoughtlessness

Im left with only shame,

I know im nothing, and everything that is less. 


What is it to be wanted vs chosen over?

What is it to be chosen over discarded?

Should have kept my cover,

Opening my mouth and spilling the secret started all this. 


A rift too wide to mend,

I try to be the bigger person and get burned,

Over the line, shes around the bend,

No one comes to my aid, my affections never returned. 


Sorrow of mind, blind lead the blind,

Sadness of heart, broken dreams,

Heaviness of spirit, I know the kind,

The all consuming type, weariness is beyond bone deep, the bleeding is as it seems. 


Oh this ache, 

Heartbreak and honeyed lies, 

I thought I was dreaming but this whole time, I've been awake,

Silence the shatter and muffle the cries. 

Of the never ending ache.. 


Scripture Reflections:


"No one loves me, oh this ache..."

Jeremiah 31:3

“I have loved you with an everlasting love;

therefore I have continued my faithfulness to you.”



 "They just care how I perform..."

 1 Samuel 16:7

“The Lord does not look at the things people look at.

People look at the outward appearance,

but the Lord looks at the heart.”



 "Why does no one want me?"

Psalm 27:10

“Though my father and mother forsake me,

the Lord will receive me.”


 "Smile in my face, yet I'm the punchline..."

 Isaiah 53:3

“He was despised and rejected by mankind,

a man of suffering, and familiar with pain.”

Hebrews 4:15

“For we do not have a high priest who is unable to empathize with our weaknesses...”



"Searching for a home that feels far away..."

John 14:2-3

“In my Father’s house are many rooms... I am going there to prepare a place for you.”



"My soul cries out…”

Psalm 34:17-18

“The righteous cry out, and the Lord hears them;

he delivers them from all their troubles.

The Lord is close to the brokenhearted

and saves those who are crushed in spirit.”


"Im left behind feeling empty..."

Psalm 147:3

“He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.”


"What is it to be wanted vs chosen?"

Ephesians 1:4-5

“He chose us in Him before the foundation of the world...

In love He predestined us for adoption...”


 "I try to be the bigger person and get burned..."

Romans 12:19

“Do not take revenge, my dear friends, but leave room for God’s wrath…”



"Sorrow of mind... weariness beyond bone-deep..."

Matthew 11:28-30

“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest... for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls.”



"I thought I was dreaming, but I’ve been awake..."

Psalm 126:5-6

“Those who sow in tears

will reap with songs of joy.

Those who go out weeping,

carrying seed to sow,

will return with songs of joy,

carrying sheaves with them.”



Encouragement: God is always present in the ache, the midnight tears, he neither slumber nor sleeps but always working out a way for you. Cry out to Him. He hears you.

Tell Somebody: survivor story

 




My name is shauntell rohner, i go by telle wild rose in my writing (poet), i am a survivor of both childhood sexual abuse and incest. 

it started at age 3, by an older male cousin. i dont recall exactly how it started but i  know he approached me under the guise of it being ''a game'' that only me and him couldl play. he did everythign imaginable too terrible to repeat, and he would go on to abuse me till i was age 14. it only ended because i finally spoke up and told someone about the ongoing abuse i was going through. 

unfortunately the justice system turned me away and i never recieved legal justice for what was done to this day. 

at age 11 i also started self harming to dealw ith the pain of the abuse, as the saying goes, secrets make you sick, and indded it did, because at 14 i was diagnosed with (c)PTSD, major depression, anxiety. and fast forward to older ages at 20 diagnosed with borderline personality disorder. then later once agin, depressive psychosis where i would hear and see things others could not. ive been in and out of inpatient, er visits for self-harm, struggled with being suicidal and been in therapy off  n on since age 14.

being abused wrecked hovac on my psyche, my mental health was turned to ashes. but something profound happened also at age 25. i met the living God. Jesus Christ, came into my heart and began to heal those broken places. im 32 now and i can honestly say he's given and still giving me beauty for ashes. im not at the finish line  yet, but im striving to get there day by day. i may not have gotten the type of justice i wanted but i know my Redeemer lives, and He remembers and has not forgotten and is a Just God. i leave it all in His hands. Hallelujah.

i live my life now being a voice in the wilderness for those that do not have their own through the creative outlet of poetry. 

please, DONT wait, tell somebody, it will bring healing to you and many others that need to hear your story. 

#tellsomebody #survivor 



Thursday, October 16, 2025

I keep reaching for you when I know I shouldn't: a poem

 


  • I keep reaching for you when I know I shouldn't

  • I try to release you but each time I try, I couldn't

  • So I'm asking you now, for YOU to release ME
    Please just leave me be, it's for the best can't you see?

    Love hurts, the ache, is it almost over?
    Of being chosen over, and over,
    You're no good for me and I'm too good for you,
    Watch me as I walk away, I never asked you to choose.

    I knew who you'd go for and it wasn't me ever,
    I guess we don't always get our happily ever after
    Fairytales and dreams for childrens past,
    For hearts that won't shatter like glass.

    I'm am now grown,
    And finally strong enough to come into my own.
    And it starts with this,
    A strong goodebye and I won't seal it with a kiss.

    About poem: allegorical piece about letting go of anything that harms us, even when it's hard to do so. Be it a relationship, family harmful dynamics and systems, or a habit or bad coping skill and so many other things.

    I pray this blesses the reader, you're strong than you think, if you're still here after all you've been though, IM proud of you. Amen. God bless you guys.

    1 Corinthians 13:11
    King James Version
    11 When I was a child, I spake as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child: but when I became a man, I put away childish things.

    Philippians 3:13-14
    King James Version
    13 Brethren, I count not myself to have apprehended: but this one thing I do, forgetting those things which are behind, and reaching forth unto those things which are before,

    14 I press toward the mark for the prize of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus.

  • 6w


Monday, October 6, 2025

Every Scar has a story


 

“The Scars That Preach"

Every scar tells a story…
Mine whisper of battles I never should’ve survived —
childhood pain, the fog of mental illness, the dark pull of self-harm.

For 20 years, I didn’t believe in God at all.
I was an atheist — angry, logical, numb.
If you’d told me I’d one day talk about Jesus with joy,
I would’ve laughed in your face.

But God wasn’t laughing.
He was waiting.
Watching over a girl who thought she was too broken to fix,
too scarred to save.

Then at 25, He met me in my wreckage —
not with lightning, but with love.
He breathed life into my dry bones
and called me daughter.

Now these scars aren’t shame.
They’re scripture on skin
proof that resurrection is personal,
that Jesus still reaches into graves and pulls people out.

If you’re reading this and still in the fight —
please don’t give up.
Your story isn’t over.
God is still writing. ✍️

🕊️ Ezekiel 37:1–14 | Isaiah 61:3
#Testimony #Survivor #Faith #MentalHealthAwareness #JesusHeals

  • theyre not pretty but what they represent IS, they're mine. walking, living testimony. ❤ God saved me from my worst enemy...me and has redeemed my story.

    as to the scars on my skin, healed and recovered from sh addiction.

    if you or anyone you know struggles, please seek help!

    Disclaimer / Content Note
    I am fully healed and in recovery. These are old scars — not new injuries. This post is not meant to glorify self-harm in any way, but to normalize healing and living in your own skin without shame.

    If you or someone you love is struggling with self-harm or suicidal thoughts, you’re not alone. Please reach out for help:

    U.S. & Canada: Call or text 988 to reach the Suicide & Crisis Lifeline (24/7, free, confidential).

    U.K. & Ireland: Samaritans at 116 123 (free).

    Canada (Youth): Kids Help Phone 1-800-668-6868.

    International: https://www.iasp.info/resources/Crisis_Centres/
    (global hotlines).

    Healing is possible. You matter. ❤️

Friday, September 12, 2025

Sacred Love Code TM

 

The Sacred Love Code™ – Writing with Holy Intimacy

In a world where love stories are often cheapened, oversexualized, or stripped of deeper meaning, I felt a calling to write romance differently. That calling gave birth to The Sacred Love Code™, a set of boundaries and principles I follow in all of my storytelling, poetry, and creative works that explore love, intimacy, and desire.

The Sacred Love Code™ is more than just a guideline—it’s a heart posture toward love. Inspired by the biblical Song of Songs and God’s design for covenant intimacy, it frames romance and affection in a way that is poetic, reverent, and purposeful.

Why I Created It

I wanted a standard I could write by—one that allowed me to explore the beauty of intimacy without crossing into what feels cheap, graphic, or exploitative. At the same time, I didn’t want to erase passion, longing, or the beauty of human connection. The Sacred Love Code™ allows me to write stories that honor God, celebrate love, and still capture the full depth of romance and desire—just as God intended.

What It Means in My Writing

When you see Sacred Love Code™ Certified on my work, it means:

  1. Sex is treated as sacred, not shameful – never crude or graphic, but honored as part of God’s design.

  2. Affection is intentional and worshipful – tenderness and closeness are written with reverence, never cheapened.

  3. Bodies are beloved, not idolized – beauty is celebrated without objectification.

  4. Desire is holy, not carnal – longing is expressed with emotional and spiritual meaning, not lust.

  5. Love reflects God’s heart – every act of affection points back to faithfulness, devotion, and redemption.

  6. Romance unfolds with purpose – attraction grows through trust, spiritual unity, and maturity.

These six principles form the Sacred Love Code™—a promise that my words will never exploit love, but will always reflect its deepest purpose.

For Other Writers Who Want to Use the Sacred Love Code™

The Sacred Love Code™ is not just for me—it’s a framework any writer can adopt. If you long to create love stories that are passionate yet pure, tender yet powerful, then this code can serve as your compass.

Using the Sacred Love Code™ means committing to storytelling that is:

  • God-honoring

  • Emotionally rich

  • Purpose-driven

  • Never shallow or exploitative

By carrying the Sacred Love Code™ Certified mark, you’re letting your readers know that your work handles romance with the dignity, beauty, and holiness it deserves.


✨ Whether you’re a writer or a reader, my hope is that the Sacred Love Code™ reminds us that love was never meant to be cheap—love was meant to be sacred.



Wednesday, September 10, 2025

catching breath: a poem



Catching breath by telle wild rose ©️ 2025
Theme song: hand me down by citizen soldier

Why does no one notice she,
I don't understand...everywhere I look there is he.
I try to run but I cannot escape, you see,
Hunted and haunted by his sins hes done to me.

He smiles while I scream and cry in sorrow
Always one step behind in his shadow
But I know the way out, I take the blade
And for once I drop the facade

He gets him the glory and the family,
While I'm all alone, unloved, nobody wants me
I'm called liar, deceiver, or worse yet
I'm believed but should just forgive and forget

The ones that remain by my side,
Can't even see past the mask I use to hide.
Or perhaps they do see and care not for my tears not to soothe my fears,
They're Too tired of my pain I've been carrying for years

They don't have the memories of the rapings, but I do,
Who else can carry this weight the way I do?
But don't celebrate yet, I'm not a winner at living
I'm a failure at death, scorned lover of dying.

Why don't I just get better they wonder,
Why can't I move on, it was years ago, they ponder.
But even shadows follow the body full of ghosts,
Like black water seeking to drown her in its coasts.

Choke the dream, destroy hope,
But no matter, I know of the best way to cope.
A different kind of drug enters my system
An old friend and she, dancing to a familiar rhythm

Rivers of the red flow,
This next act isn't for show
She takes last breath
As she finally is welcomed by death.

Psalm 147:3 ESV / 443 helpful votes Helpful Not Helpful
He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds

Proverbs 3:5-6 ESV / 675 helpful votes Helpful Not Helpful
Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and do not lean on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make straight your paths.

Psalm 34:17-20 ESV / 1,233 helpful votes Helpful Not Helpful
When the righteous cry for help, the Lord hears and delivers them out of all their troubles. The Lord is near to the brokenhearted and saves the crushed in spirit. Many are the afflictions of the righteous, but the Lord delivers him out of them all. He keeps all his bones; not one of them is broken.

Jeremiah 29:11 ESV / 823 helpful votes
For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans for welfare and not for evil, to give you a future and a hope.

Encouragement: there is always hope. Always a reason to keep going. God will give each of us beauty for ashes. 

-isms book 2: unity

Title: Unity not division minibook Author: Telle wild rose  Date: december 1, 2025  price: free download  Link: download  summary: mini book...