From Whence He Came

By Samantha Mathura

From Whence He Came is an exhilarating compilation of poems personifying romance mixed with fantasy. The words of each poem act as a paintbrush, illustrating pictures of love and romance between two people whose pieces never seem to fit. It speaks to the pulling and tugging of different worlds that leave the characters lost and lonely as they co

• Language: English
• Publisher: WP Lighthouse
• Release date: Nov 7, 2024
• ISBN: 9798895184844

Samantha Mathura

Inspired by human behaviour, the beautiful and talented Samatha Mathura has written her second book entitled, From Whence He Came at the age of 27. In April 2012, her first book, Beauty of the Dark was published. At the tender age of 11, Samantha began her journey of writing and always leaned towards poetry and short stories. The Trinidadian December belle has expressed a keen interest in sad, dark stories that has led to the establishment of her style of writing, tragedy. Besides pursuing her passion for writing, she is also an entrepreneur who is the owner and crafter of Decorative Things By Samantha as well as an insurance underwriter. Inspiration comes from different types of people, their traits, moods and expressions, especially sadness because it is an intense emotion. She enjoys singing, painting, writing, crafting and all forms of art. Shes an outgoing person who aspires to expand her business and publish more books in the near future. She has faced many challenges however they have paved the way to her success, confidence and growth. Samantha relates life to that of a rose, her favorite flower. She believes that despite its beauty it is always accompanied by thorns and so does life. It is filled with beauty, pain, suffering and death.just like the rose!

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From Whence He Came

Samantha Mathura

Copyright © 2024 by Samantha Mathura

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Printed in the United States of America

Library of Congress Control Number: 2024924073

ISBN: Softcover 979-8-89518-483-7

e-Book 979-8-89518-484-4

Published by: WP Lighthouse

Publication Date: 11/07/2024

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Table of Contents

My Armor 1

Roses of Life 2

Prisoner of the Heart 4

Lee Ann 6

Outer Limits 8

Cassi’s Song 10

Drops of Purity 12

Regret Not 13

Arms of Summer 15

Strive 16

Her Undying Love 17

She Waits 20

Whispers of the Water 22

Never Apart 24

Hunted 26

Take Me 28

Separately Together 29

Craving 31

Untold Desires 32

Eternity Will Begin 34

When We Love 36

Let Me Go 37

Winter Here to Stay 40

No Mercy 42

Elegance and Despair 44

Everything and Nothing 46

Hold Me Before You Leave 48

What’s Love? 50

Come with Me 51

Captured by a Moment 54

Carry Me 56

Crack of Dawn 58

Land of Perfection 59

Life 61

Feast of the Night 62

Depths of My Imagination 63

Take My Heart Not My Crown 64

Surrender 66

As We Walk 68

Addiction 71

Where the River flows 73

Farewell 75

My Sanctuary 77

Love of the Night 79

Ignite 81

Body and Soul 83

Today 85

My Time Is Now 86

Embrace Me 88

All to Broken 89

Let’s play 91

To.... From 94

Hurt 95

Lonely Petals 97

Blue Thorns 99

Moment in Time 101

My Armor

I have cried countless nights I have slept through lonely dreams.

Sitting tonight I revisit our memories.

Memories I didn’t think I had.

Now I see, you were there for me, you caught my tears;

You held me close and kept me safe.

Whether at my side or in the shadows.

You did all this with no effort and for no gain.

A silent hug, such a silent heart, my silent listener.

My surviving Armor;

I didn’t see what a great friend you were to me.

I didn’t realize how much you also meant to me.

Our days were filled with innocence, joy and laughter.

From sitting and talking; then to a childish game.

Nothing seemed perfect. Nor did it ever rain.

Though we stand miles apart, you’re here with me; you’re here in my heart.

Tonight is yet but another cold one, but our memories are here keeping me warm.

You are my best friend, you have helped me limitless times, you had faith in me even when all hope was lost.

Even so never did you ever let me down and now I see, how grateful I need to be.

Thanking you in this disguise and smiling at you from the stars.

We may be oceans and moons apart

But just a thought away our hearts will always stay.

Roses of Life

It’s hard to lose the ones you love. It’s tough to live in a world filled with sorrow.

There are days you’d want to hide away in the dark, away from the piercing eyes of society; It’s hopeless to keep fighting, fighting for the wrong things that always seemed right but always leaves you thorn apart.

Lonely moments filled with nothing but shattered dreams. A struggling moment filled with weakness, but somehow you find the strength to stand only to fall once more. It’s a hazy journey, on a path filled with more dead ends than that of a castle’s maze. Always having to tell yourself it will be ok, never truly believing that anyway. It’s nothing more than simply being alone in a world filled with misery and failure. Sadly, there’s that one moment, which comes around every now and then. The peaceful moment right before a raging storm. Moments when you wake up and realize you’re sleeping alone. Yet the brilliant ray of the moon makes its way into your room. There you’d realize that beauty always makes its way in no matter how dark the night may be. Another day you’ll realize how hard your life is and hate everything about your existence and in the midst of your darkest hour it’s hard to remember those few seconds you had… the few seconds you let go and the weight of the world was released from your soul.

You may have had five nights of loneliness, but was lucky enough to have three minutes of peace; two minutes filled with smiles, one minute to hear the words I love you from someone dear to your heart and then the rest of the week wishing you could be that lucky just for a second longer. I’d like to say to all those who tried to bring us down, all those who live selfish lives and claims that life isn’t a bed of roses, for you I’ll say, My life is a bed of roses! In my life there is beauty, tender kisses of sincerity, innocence and loyalty; just like the radiant petals of a rose after a rainstorm. Sadly, but truthfully, my life is also filled with fading dreams, cruel realities of never being happy long enough and failure from trying my best. My heart will always have scars from the thorns of life and at the end we will all return to dust just like withering roses, leaving behind our mark on the crust of this cruel but beautiful world. Nothing was ever meant to be perfect not even roses and so my life will always be that of a bed of roses. It’s time to turn around and open your heart and soul. Have faith, accept your loses and be proud of your will to live.

Prisoner of the Heart

My rage screams like the thunder that battles between the clouds,

I’m losing my mind as time flies by,

Frantically I toss around this mansion I call home,

Trying my best to leave no stone unturned.

The shackles on my ankles hold tighter each time I move,

The chains on my hands, tangle with every twitch.

They look like ribbons, but its strength is like a lion

Why am I here? This place is filled with beauty, written on a sash.

How can my stay here be such a tragedy?

I’m trapped in this heaven that reeks of the hidden essence of hell.

Trying to remember how I ended up here,

My memory is fading the more I try.

This is the end; I’ve lost my way even though it isn’t