The year 2020 was the year grief wrapped itself around our bones and tightened its grip as thousands of spirits were ripped from flesh and hurled into the night sky The year 2020 was also the year the cup of... Continue Reading →
I wake up to a roaring world The air.... pungent with confusion, injustice, hatred and pain Raging flames sear the sky searching for confessions as we try not to look at those parts of ourselves we’ve hidden behind civilised smiles... Continue Reading →
the tv has been cruel to me lately, with more and more bad news about the countless souls who have departed in droves in torrents leaving behind a deluge of grief and sorrow Pushing the living into an abyss of... Continue Reading →
It's Day 10 of National Poetry Month, and I've attempted a Chaucerian stanza. It's always a little tricky trying to get a message across whilst keeping to ‘rhyme rules’. So, just in case this gets lost in translation, this poem... Continue Reading →
To those who have been promised tomorrow and throw caution to the wind today and have not learned the lessons of yesterday How do you do it? For those who have hidden their nightmares better than others -leaving them free... Continue Reading →
Is there beauty in suffering? Is there greatness at the end of pain? Great men and women tell stories of having emerged from the fire. I find myself travelling the same road-but not by choice. These men and women grew... Continue Reading →
You sit on your throne surrounded by admirers who hang onto every droplet of spit from your mouth .....unaware of the poison in them They drink greedily -as you slowly kill them with your lies They die bowing to you... Continue Reading →
On the way to purpose is a road paved with plans -with potholes of mistakes and puddles of complication And just to add some spice.... are a myriad of land mines that are guaranteed to blow up your life But... Continue Reading →
There’s nothing maladroit about picking up your broken pieces It may be a war that rages within your bones It may be thoughts that scatter like rotting teeth after a bar fight It may even be frozen breath- too strangled... Continue Reading →
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