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mental health

Balancing The Shadows~ By Larona

I have fewer stories hanging on my gullet.
Untold stories of moments we shared,
and the laughter that quaked the room.
This is because I do not write in times of happiness.

I went through my pieces—
they carry grief like an infant,
cradled in my mind to this day.
Darkness overshadowed those moments,
or perhaps I…

The Woman I’ve Become (part 2)~ Anonymous

But love, I am so tired.
The betrayal sits inside me
like an elephant on my chest.
Every fight drags it deeper
not just the infidelity, the lies,
But the why.
Why her? Why them?
Was it my body? My brokenness?
Was I not enough, or was she the dream
You couldn’t resist?
I see her face sometimes,
A ghost…

The Weightless Gift~ Azwi-Hilton

Weightless Gift nu Azwi-Hilton

Upon an ovoid hill, the still silence broke,
Where love once hung beneath the oak,
Not for applause, nor pride, nor fame,
But for the lost, He bore the flame.

No crown of gold, but spiky thorns instead.
No royal robe, but raw wounds that bled.
The hands that shaped the stars…

Don’t Judge! Think Twice ~By Annette

Most of us are in cocoons that only we as individuals are aware of. Pits that we fear the worst and would rather bury it in our hearts than speak it out. In our minds, we fear what people will perceive of us. Sometimes, we feel alone and have…

Poisoning Myself With Hatred~ By Senselina Guriras

I finally realized that I poisoned myself with hatred,
Because I hated everyone and everything I set my eyes on.

Hatred took my dignity,
It took away the beauty within me
And it all cost me my life.

Because of hatred,
I ran away from reality,
I couldn’t face it anymore.
Hatred penetrated my heart with its…

Midnight Thought – By Dativa Mugashe

Many believe knowledge is power, but it might be according to someone’s situation. When studying, knowledge becomes a sense of fulfilment; it brings hope and enlightenment in relationships and pursues dreams regarding careers, while it might be scary when applied to understanding self-identity and personality. As I learn and…

Do You see her? _A poem By Itohan Ekle

“Do you see her?”
“Who?”
“Her,” she says, pointing to the window.
“I don’t see anyone or hear any voices. Are you okay?”
She is standing right there.
“There is no one there.”
“Are you freaking blind? She is right there!”

She could feel the little girl’s uneasiness with the woman having company.
The girl liked being…

A Proud Mother of 3 beautiful kids

My name is Martha Nambisa. I was born and raised in the Vaal Triangle, Sharpeville. I am 35 years old and have three kids.

My eldest daughter is 18, yes! She’s immensely grown, and the responsibilities have forced her to age quickly.

My first child was still at school when I…

Embracing Salvation: A life changing encounter

As I continued on my journey after my failed relationship with Brian, I began to feel a deep sense of emptiness inside. I tried to fill it with entertainment, parties, and food, but nothing seemed to satisfy me. I felt lost and alone, like I was wandering through a…