
Let it go
Sometimes the things holding us down, are the things we won't let go. Our spirits aren't born to be chained, they a born to fly and soar

The Silent Sorrow: Echoes of the Poor
They rise with empty hands and hearts full of prayers. The world looks away, but hope lingers, soft, stubborn, alive.

Unsaid Words
Silence isn't always virtuous. The words you didn't say have now become the bags of weight that weigh you down.

Sketchy Scorch
Sketchy Scorch, the pain and the and anguish of this desert road. Sketchy Scorch, the beauty in disguise of this blessed narrow road.

Chosen Purpose
He met me in the ruins, called me His, and lit a fire in my soul - not to hide but to heal the world.

4 Letter Word
Lust looks like love from a mile away, except that it is devious with intent to lead you into a dark place. Love on the other hand

Gay Boy: Remember Who You Are
Gay boy, you must remember who you are and take your place in the circle of life. A Chapter from the LGBTQ+ Chronicles

Your First Love is Calling
Strayed from the course, chasing the glimmer of the night. But when I had it in my reach, it didn't really give. The grass seem greener over there, but there's no place like home.

Faithful Love
He called me out of my despair, His grace endured my failures. When the world cast me aside, He called me His own. A Poem by Frieda Shilili

Broken and Bruised
Broken and bruised, lost and confused. Scattered pieces in the dark, those bleeding pieces, those are fractures of my heart. But then God pa

Joseph of Arimathaea
In silent sorrow, Joseph cradled heaven’s sacrifice. With trembling hands, he honored love beneath the shadow of death.

Like a Child
Hi grown up, you forgot to play, you forgot to laugh and dance. Yes you're grown up, but one thing remains true, you are only but a child.

The Little Whispers
Prone to wonder l, sometimes I stray, I hear whispers in the wind, calling my name, a still small voice calling me back home, gentle whisp

Turn To God
The world shouts promises of joy, yet leaves hearts empty. How long will you chase what cannot satisfy?

Persecuted
So excited to have surrendered your life to Jesus, you go home expecting everyone to be excited. To your suprise, no one is. #Narrow road

Return, O Prodigal
He knew what he had to do. But would He still want him after all this time? The whisper came again, gentle yet firm. "Come home"

Come
As deep cries out to deep, your heart yearns for a place where your truest longings are met. Come, because such a place there is.

Jesus Showed Up
When Jesus comes in, the demons walk out. Call upon his name in the midst of your mental turmoil

PRESIDENT NUJOMA
A tribute to the pioneer of the struggle for liberation and the founding father of the independent Namibia 🇳🇦

12 LETTERS
M y dopamine receptors are shattered. E ach vein brims with melancholy. N otice my insatiable appetite for death? T hat's how I'm...
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