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"Maybe eventually was here all along." A raw, reflective journey through heartbreak, self-awareness, and healing. Inspired by the lyrics of Calvin Harris' "Sweet Nothing" and Tame Impala's "Eventually" and "Breathe Deeper," this poem unravels the pain of giving yourself away without ever truly offering anything to yourself in return. This is a reflection on survival. The quiet moments that felt like strength. The ways we try to fill our cracks with love we never thought we deserved. It's about learning how to breathe again. About rebuilding from the inside out. And maybe, just maybe, realizing we were always becoming who we were meant to be.

Because we live in a broken, fallen world, the feeling of wanderer is easy to come by. And the broken world does not necessarily become easier for the one who becomes God's child. You have probably had at least one season (if not multiple seasons) where you felt as a "wanderer". You live and walk through life moment by moment, day by day, year by year and yet find that you're not sure where you're headed and feel like you carry your cross and struggle with life, alone. Yet all of this must find its end at the feet of the redeeming hope of God's truth. For the Christian, this feeling is deeper because he knows that, despite the unknown and uncertain life and future that stretches before him, he is not really walking through life aimless, helpless and directionless but rather being led and guided by the unseen God; the Father in Heaven. I have written this book to share with any and all those who feel like they're alone in their life and their walk after God. In my imperfect poetry and heart, I have sought to reflect and display this truth of God: That we have tangible hope (assurance) to have and hold in this life and keep us in our walk before Him. If you have seen the path before you as uncertain... If you have found yourself a lonely and struggling traveler through life... Or have felt yourself like a leaf being carried by an unseen wind... Then my book is for you. So grasp the Father's tender hand and let Him lead you through the shadows and light of your life...through His valley of vision. === Cover Art by Maria Oosthuzien (South Africa) [Facebook, Instagram, Google Images]

Sometimes we smile on the outside but feel broken on the inside. This poem is for anyone who's ever felt lost, hurt, or like a piece of them is missing. You're not alone.

A raw poetic journey through self-blame, betrayal, and isolation. This piece dives deep into the soul's silent suffering and the longing for release from emotional captivity.

Poems about waiting on the Lord to fulfill His promise and your purpose "Trust in the Lord , and do good; Dwell in the land, and feed on His faithfulness. Delight yourself also in the Lord , And He shall give you the desires of your heart. Commit your way to the Lord , Trust also in Him, And He shall bring it to pass. He shall bring forth your righteousness as the light, And your justice as the noonday. Rest in the Lord , and wait patiently for Him..." ~Psalms 37:3-‬7 "...Then you will know that I am the Lord , For they shall not be ashamed who wait for Me." ~Isaiah 49:23

Poem-prayers against pride, wandering, anxiety...

Poems on those created in the Image of God (Acts 17:24-30)

This collection is a journey through the darkness, a series of poems written from my heart.as someone who has seen the raw edges of life, love, and loss. Each of my poems reflects a moment, a feeling, or a memory I've held close. Some broken, some mended. It's a glimpse into my battles. The pain of giving too much, and the struggle to find peace in a world that never seemed to make sense. These poems are my way of saying everything I never could, of speaking truths I've lived but never shared. This is my story, my healing, my truth. one word at a time.

Poems about God's redemption in my Struggle with Porn

Poems about what I lost...and what He restored and redeemed "For the Lord's anger is but for a moment. His favor is for life; Weeping may endure for a night, But joy comes in the morning." ~Psalms 30:5 "Be glad then, you children of Zion, And rejoice in the Lord your God; For He has given you the former rain faithfully, And He will cause the rain to come down for you- The former rain, And the latter rain in the first month. The threshing floors shall be full of wheat, And the vats shall overflow with new wine and oil. "So I will restore to you the years that the swarming locust has eaten, The crawling locust, The consuming locust, And the chewing locust, My great army which I sent among you. You shall eat in plenty and be satisfied, And praise the name of the Lord your God, Who has dealt wondrously with you; And My people shall never be put to shame." ~Joel 2:23‭-‬26

A glimpse into the mind of a broken soul, trapped between wanting help and wanting to disappear.

My love, Not yet seen but already recognized, Not yet held but already felt deep within... I am writing to you from an inner place where silence speaks loudly, where the wind and the sea hold ancient secrets, where a hidden bush on a distant beach revealed your presence to me. I know you exist. I haven't imagined you. I have recognized you in spirit. My heart lit up like when you hear a familiar voice you've never heard before. Your presence invaded me without words, like a promise that doesn't come from man but from God. You are not a dream. You are the concrete manifestation of a promised grace. You are flesh and light, soul and reality. You won't just be in my mind, you won't just be in a poem: you will be in my hands, in my days, on my path. I have waited, sometimes with anxiety, other times with resignation, but now I feel I must act: not to forcefully seek you, but to prepare the ground where you can walk toward me. With God as the gardener. I welcome you today-even though we have not yet met. I choose you, in freedom. I bless you, wherever you may be. And I entrust to God our time, our fragilities, the distance that separates us. Come, if you too hear this voice. I will be there. With an open heart, with empty hands, but with love ready to become a home. And even if we don't see each other today, I will not stop living as if you existed. Because true love doesn't need proof to start building. It only needs faith and truth. Until we meet, at the perfect hour. In the name of Love that does not disappoint. Yours, in promise and in reality Francesco

Alive, As Me is a powerful reflection of self-love, resilience, and unwavering kindness. In a world that often tries to reshape us, this poem celebrates the strength of staying true to oneself. Through poetic verses, the narrator embraces solitude, forgives cruelty, and continues to live for others-not out of weakness, but from an unshakable core of compassion. It's a raw, emotional journey of identity, strength, and the quiet heroism of being "you" in a world that asks for someone else.

𝑎 𝑏𝑜𝑜𝑘 𝑓𝑢𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑓 𝑢𝑛𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑑 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠- 𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟, 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑟, 𝑢𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑟𝑡𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑦. 𝑗𝑜𝑦 -𝑜𝑟 𝑝𝑒𝑟ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑠 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒 𝑖𝑡𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓? poetry

Poems I prayed in faith, cried and wrote in heartache, long before I ever met my wife, the Lord graciously gave to me in answer to thos poetic prayers and meditations

A piece of spiritual-meditative poetry with a strong philosophical and mystical tone. Theme of Oneness - It emphasizes unity between self and the divine, removing the sense of distance. The divine presence isn't "out there" but alive within. Reflective & Guiding - It reads almost like spiritual counsel or inner wisdom being spoken aloud, gently instructing the reader not to imprison themselves mentally but to align with higher truth. Biblical Resonance - Phrases like "Seek, and you are already found. Ask, and the answer rises within. Knock, and the door is open" echo scripture, giving it a psalm-like cadence. Philosophical Depth - The poem grapples with how thought shapes reality ("as a man thinks, so he becomes"), blending spiritual insight with mental discipline. Mystical Imagery - The mountain, Golgotha, the guiding light-all create a sense of sacred symbolism. Tone - Calm, meditative, uplifting, and intimate-like a blend between poetry, prayer, and mantra.

In this poignant poem, Tlhogi InkWords delves into the tumultuous emotions of separation and the journey to self-healing. Through vivid imagery and introspective reflections, the poet captures the pain of a broken bond and the resilience found in letting go. As night brings silence, thoughts rebel, and inner wars rage, the heart ultimately finds solace and closure, transforming anguish into a journey of peace.