Motivation, Uplifting, Truth Poetry


Who would I be if I don’t believe?

I have an all almighty feeling in my soul, who is it I become if that sensation started to leave?

Often my words appear cocky as I speak a big game.

It’s just unapologetic confidence, won’t say sorry for wanting to fulfill my dreams – living a roller coaster of a life as the world learns my name.

I won’t apologize. I refuse to say sorry, for the visions I realize.

Family and friends, they stand with me.

They may not know my destiny like I do, but they believe when I say it’s meant to be.

I’ve won wars I hate recalling. Each time I prove that the opposing demons can bleed.

And they did. Why? Because I believe!

I been to my lowest of lows.

In my head it’s a confrontation that went to blows.

I know I’ll win, that’s how this story goes!

So no one, and absolutely no one tells me I’ll fail. Because this is my destiny!

My prophecy!

My story!

I believe in this life some would refer to as a fantasy, better yet I believe in me.

Just to be clear, I’m going to do glorious things and for that I’ll never be sorry.

Sincerely, me.


A Lit Candle

I must remember that everything happens for a reason.

With you by my side, I’ll easily keep breathing.

You are the light to my candle.

You always make me wonder if your love is more than I could handle.

I’m so nervous. It’s funny to me because I don’t recall having butterflies for lunch.

I’m about to throw them all up as I try to gain the confidence to tell you I love you very much.

Can’t wait to share moments with you.

And I never stop thinking about us sharing something new.

Whoever it may be, I know love will be felt and it’ll be seen.

Like a beautiful love song or a romantic movie scene.


Gold Blood

It’s going to be a big day.

A poet steps up into the gaze of destiny, throw the nerves through the window – allow the passion to stay.

Fight like I’ve never fought before.

Handicap myself if it means to kick the hinges off the door.

Immediately rise up and march on, preparing for my moment as I stomp passionately and shake the floor.

Powered by friends and family.

Their love uplifts me.

Powered by the prophecies and my story.

Every battle scar will bleed gold as I embrace my glory.

A chance to prove this life is meant for be.

The destiny is screaming my name – Parker Broome! I already have a long life story, but know I will be writing this chapter not just for everyone and thing I love. I need this for me.

It’ll be glorious, a destined champion crowned – victorious.

Coming in hot like a freight train, no one knows how many visions I’ve seen in my brain.

Just thinking of it makes me happier than ever.

A rush of adrenaline I haven’t felt in forever.

I refer to it as a war, well I’m a warrior of a dreamer – I’m always going to want more.

I just feel bad for those who have to reinforce the door.

I look at myself, as a champion and I turn to my demons and the villain. We remember all the cool kids on the bus.

We survived when we thought we wouldn’t, so what in any realm will ever stop us?



The lights blinded me, nearly.

But the shine of a recharged phone or the sight of the lamp and hallway combining their shine as one, ironically that’s when I could see clearly.

I was afraid of my closet.

There’s a monster approaching my bed tonight! No, breathe! It’s only tomorrow’s outfit.

Dreams to me feel lucid.

One night I awake from monsters with relief. The next I awake from romance to be reminded I’m yet to meet cupid.

Sweet dreams, confusing stories playing like a film in my head, I never understand what it all means.

Sleep tight, close my eyes and think happy thoughts as I remove these hallucinations of the night out of my sight.

Good morning, strange dreams with wild scenarios but it’s a new day -every thing is going to be alright.

It doesn’t matter if I’m happy or upset, because every day there’s a mystery of what it all meant.


On The Road Again

I’d feel much better to be on the road again.

My destination allows me to feel at home. Won’t you pardon me for a moment? Those are the happier times waiting at the door, I must let them in.

What joy I have when happiness comes with the good times. A smile every morning as I’m greeted by the rising sunshine.

Won’t lose hope, because I can’t lose hope. Because without it, can one really carry on and reach their destiny?

A simple look in the mirror, perhaps going back to where it all began. But I was reminded that I know where I’m headed on my path. Don’t know when nor do I know how, but deep down I know it’s meant to be.


You = Destined

If it makes you happy, just say yes.

After all, you know what your happiness looks like, so why would you guess?

You are destined, carry on this path like the champion you are on this quest.

Times get tough and the emotions rise, I know you’ll overcome the stress.

You shall do more than overcome, you shall be victorious and leave them all speechless.

You are a champion, you are a warrior. So rise to the occasion, it’s time to be better than your best.


Intersecting Paths

Feeling unstoppable feels too good.

Want to face me? If you want to be a champion – you probably should.

Thinking you will defeat me, if only you could.

Not putting you down for the count or in doubt.

It’s never over until it’s over, and facing me you’re going to learn what that’s all about.

Yet another intersection of paths and stories of destined souls with a story.

Who’s going to prevail? Short answer, me.

Not immortal, just a dude.

But be careful that you don’t overlook that, I’d be so quick to show you a different attitude.

What I learned about me and my life, I always get back up and slap the devil across the face without thinking twice.

What makes me a champion? Passion and pride.

Love and the grueling times of smiling on the outside as I was crying in the inside.

And if it gets too crazy I lift tons of weights, because a challenge is when my inner beast awakes.

You have powers like that, we both are well aware.

So let’s party, I hardly believe our paths are intersecting so we can just stare.

Motivation, Uplifting, Truth PBE TV Poetry

“COMING THROUGH” Cinematic Verison


Coming Through

You want to act tough, but you aren’t ready to play rough.

Not with me anyway, I’ll beat you on your best and my worst day.

Confidence can be misleading.

But it’s an unspoken power saying that I never stop believing.

You know what’s up – it’s going down.

You know that your best won’t be enough, the perfect storm is rumbling and hits the ground.

Want to challenge me? Then go ahead and say it to my face.

You run your mouth faster than a cheetah, but you’re slower than a snail. So I’ll love to watch you try to beat me in a race.

You seem like a nice person, so you finish last while I get first place.

I’m not cocky nor lucky, I’m skilled.

Maybe I might, no I will.

I’m going to keep running on this path and if you’re the one I need to pass then guess what I’m going to do. I’m getting closer and closer so excuse me, pardon me – I’m coming through.

PBE TV Poetry

“HOPE” Cinematic Version