His heart is in shatters. His body is broken- once again The limp; a form of identification; a mark worn And life screams; rejection and disdain They say that he’s a fool But he’ll do what he has to do And this is what he’s here for He’ll fight till his final breath So in… Continue reading The Soldier (part 1)
Things WILL happen. I’m sure things have already happened. Things we thought were bad, but were just doors opening to keep us from the “attractive”door? When you look back now or in a few years, you’ll realise all the stress you went to was just to keep you away from danger (because ya know, God… Continue reading “If You Draw Too”
This man is crying They buried his wife You are here sighing Because you don’t have a boo Be looking away like I am not talking to you You, yes you! Foolish boy! Your mother is cooking you can’t even join Dont turn the house into Battle of Boyne She makes your lunch It’s only… Continue reading Oga Sir
It was a lie every truth hid behind You could only sense her reality when you slipped your hands into her palms When her pulse could speak for her, At times. You would think she was truly happy all the while But the only way she would really smile, Is if you cut her Ear… Continue reading her smile
Imperfect and flawless The misfits and the signature of God’s Poetry Two parts of the broken fragments of society Two floating souls who collided and turned into one family One closer to eternity, the other, about to fulfil destiny Both strong, but possibly one more vunerable The air was putrid sewage And the odour of… Continue reading Fifteen Lines, One Hundred and Sixteen Words.
They stared and pointed fingers as they laughed at me The onlookers had no sense of emotional empathy They watched the agonist die as they turned her into poetry The lines they wrote drew blood and art And split into two, her aching heart She poured out darkness from her calligraphy pen And was destined… Continue reading The Line