Nobody Like You

Nobody like you

I may not be able to see you.

But I can feel you presence near.

Lord that lets me know that you are right here.

So I release all of my doubts and all of my fear.

I put my faith and trust in no one but you.

For I know you are forever right here.

Time after time dear lord you have seen me through.

I know it was you dear lord.

For no man could ever do the things you do.

When other’s said no.

Lord you said yes!

I knew deep down in my heart it was all part of a test.

For every trial,

For every struggle,

For every good day,

Even the bad,

I want to say thank you for the times I was happy.

And thank you also for the times I was sad.

Lord you held me together when I didn’t know what to do.

And for that I’m forever grateful.

And I owe it all to you.

You are truly the greatest!

And there is nobody like you.

Written by, Kennesha Rye

You created a vessel in me

You created me into a vessel
By Alaina Duvall

I didn’t grow up
In a church
But you saw something
In me, you could use.

You’ve seen my struggles
You have seen my pain
But through out that,
You have built my strength.

You’ve given me
Your greatest gift,
That gift was
Your type of love.

I wake up everyday
To serve you,
And to spread your love
You have created a vessel in me.

I go to church
Every Sunday to sing
In your choir
To glorify your kingdom.

I am back
To my happy self,
Because I am in your presence
In your home!

When the devil
Knocked me down,
You picked me up
And made me into a warrior!

Now I am going to
Fight for your kingdom, Lord
Because you deserve it
And I am going to live for you
Because you have died for me!

You didn’t just create me
To be a vessel, you created everyone
To be a vessel!


Whether you’re being laughed at whether you’re being bullied weather you’re laughing at yourself don’t try to change who you are cuz a piece of you is like a star to be one’s enemy is to be one’s friend you’re sinking down in your own sorrow but don’t you see what’s tomorrow is a passage to yourself to know who you are deep inside is like a book on a shelf reading one story is another ending to know that person truly without judging do you see where I’m coming from or do you not understand the consequences that come you are jealous you are famous you are happy you are mad but doesn’t matter whether our emotions reflect on our own actions but it’s who we are what we decide our own decisions can make us fly this is who we are and I decide who I am what my fate is how my actions reflect on others so take a stand take a chance be you and that will always stay true


I’m sick of working for a living
I’m just ticking off the days till I die
Oh, I miss you Louise, yeah
And the sickest little pleasures keep me going in between pulling teeth

Oh, periscope up
I’ve been looking for a ladder
I need to see the Commander In Chief, ooh
And remind him what was passed on to me, oh

Your mum don’t sleep, oh
And the friends you keep
I didn’t raise a thief
I didn’t raise a thief

But the leaders of the free world
Are just little boys throwing stones
And it’s easy to ignore
Till they’re knocking on the door of your homes, yeah


Feeling so alone, tired and confused. Not knowing where to turn not knowing what to do. It’s like a tug of war with every passing day. I cry out Lord change me as I bow my head and pray. I know you have a plan for me even though my own eyes can’t see. I ask myself why oh Lord would you ever choose me. After all the the lies, and pain to the ones I love the most. But still your love and grace they carry me through the power of the Holy Ghost. God I want to make a difference be the change I want to see. But the hardest thing to grasp is the change it starts with me. Can I love and forgive myself after all the things I have done. Will I surrender it all to you Lord or will I hide away and run. I so bad to be who you have called for me to be. Please come and break these chains that are holding me. Help me turn my eyes to freedom you gave to me when you died on the cross. Help me shine the light of jesus and reach out to the lost. Help me build your kingdom. Yours is the victory.

Our lives through religion.

It seems like we have all got it figured out in life. But that’s not the case. See, we need a higher power too rely on and somebody to love us for who we really are. People cannot love us for who we really are; only God can. God is the center of every single relationship, every life given, and every soul created. But it seems like we forget who is in-control sometimes. Some people ask,” what if there is no God?”
I answer, “well what if there is a God and your faith is just not standing it’s ground.”
Sometimes we just have to stand our ground with God, knowing that he is in-control. Sometimes Satan gets in the way of getting a better relationship with God. But we ALL have a choice to learn to walk away from the bad and/or accept the good. My life has changed because I accepted Christ as my savior. In life we often get caught up in the “what ifs,”instead of the “what can I do too change this or myself?”
I’ve learned to lean on the Lord because we ALL are imperfect. I am a mess, but im God’s beautiful mess. I am a living miracle. It’s not to late too learn to forgive each other, pray for each other, and accept the Lord as your savior!! Amen!!
I hope this changes lives and minds about the Lord and his disciples. Thank you!!

Acid attack

This day for her was most awaited,
Feb 29,the day was dated.
The day was not as routine,
The day when she has turned 18.

How happy was she,
Was seen from her smile.
She was so restless,
That she couldn’t stop for a while.

She dressed,
Just as a beautiful doll.
Let’s party!
To her friends she called.

Her mother hugged her and said,
“Take care”
Her eyes were sobbed
Mysteriously which was rare.

7’o’clock with her friends along
But I don’t know why?
The vibes felt so wrong.

The sparkling light,
The glowing city
Felt to her,
Really pretty.

Two bikers,
To her eyes flashed
And a bottle of acid
To her face was splashed.

I don’t know when did the table turned,
Her most beautiful day
To ashes was burned.

The acid just didn’t torn her skin
But it also injured her heart within.

Even her soul can spell her pain,
Her melted eyes couldn’t even rain.

The day to her was most hated,
Feb 29, the day was dated.


Loved “Heres my new poem…All she wanted was the best…she decided in her mind, heart and soul to past the tests..mentally drained from all the pain, internally hurt from all the rain, faking a smile to hide the shame, feeling like the blame because of the pain. Deciding to strive from ambition inside, from the love she has for kids, to abide to ride until she die. No one will understand the true meaning, of trying to fight to hide the demeanor of creating the life to live, and unfolding the wrath and humbling the soul is jus like pulling the shaft to accomplish the goal to not fall in the hole that comes along to burry the soul.”