Flex, I need no rest. I put it to the test, Energy speaking earned not borrowed. Confidence that doesn't carry a receipt, No need to charge it, it's already paid in full. The difference between looking big and being big, ya dig? Polished from the bottom to the top, The flex is undeniable. I flex with tone, I flex with poems. Take your time to read, and let it hit home. No need to cut it, no need to clean it The version I put it in, I mean it. I don't move loud, I move with certainty. Don't you see it's clear to me? They say apply that pressure. I breathe it in. Like Climate control. Boolet proof, No fake manufacture. No AI, just me, the one. My flex comes from the one doing all the clapping, The hype me up was my satisfaction. So keep your flex up, look at them step up. By Delleesa Harris 1/28/26 Thank you. Stay flexing with LOVE flex those poems

I have to give myself grace and also give grace to others. There's no race besides the human race, we all sisters and brothers. I believe deeply we all family under the same sky! Real talk, there's three sides to every story. I had to start looking at things from all perspectives, I give God the glory. It's not about who's right or who's wrong, I've learned to compromise. I fell down and short many times, yet still I rise. Self forgiveness, Resilance, Self compassion and Emotional regulation. Honestly before I leave this earth, I pray I give people inspiration. Daily I renew my mind with Gratitude and Appreciation.

So, we have Valentine's Day coming up Who's ready to write a love poem? One free gift is going out to my top writer to show love and support let's get our words out. Allow your voices to be heard. WHOS READY!

@Laverne Craft hello love do you have some words for us today?

Every kiss begins with K not the kind you steal, but the kind that knows my name before my lips ever speak it. K like knowing who I am, even on days I forget myself. K like keeping my heart safe, not handling it like something replaceable. My name starts with K, so my love does too. It carries softness and fire, gentle hands and a sharp spine. Every kiss begins with K kindness pressed into skin, karma watching how I’m loved, keys unlocking places I don’t let everyone go. I don’t kiss just anybody. I kiss with intention. With memory. With meaning. Because when my name is spoken right, when my heart is held steady, every kiss doesn’t just begin with K it belongs to her. Kinnidy Ingram 01/26/26 @Delleeesa Harris