Abuse

Note: This poem is inspired by the millions of articles we read on the subject of rape and violence everyday. Sometimes, they affect us more than most. Today was one of those days. Bear with me, it's not too refined. I was just far too emotional to worry about that. Been far too long That … Continue reading Abuse

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Ground.

This is my effort at a reblog. I am absolutely horrid at technology to begin with so please forgive me😄 It's a link to a collaboration between me and a dear friend on WP, aquib. He is a wonderful writer with strong messages, as you'll see below 🤗 I felt his poem was lovely and … Continue reading Ground.

Cracks

Would you ever think of us as pots of clay Cracked, crazed, our edges entirely frayed Beyond our imperfections, would your eyes ever stray To deem our existence a masterpiece Honed by crying through sleepless nights And struggling through unbearable days Would your unseeing eyes trace along these fractured crevices And chance upon the beauty … Continue reading Cracks

On Growing Up. Or Something.

As cliché as the title is, isn't it galling at the level of clench-your-fists-till-the knuckles-pop-out extremes how it turned out in the oldies' favour...when everything they so haughtily proclaimed with noses stuck high up in the air to display untrimmed nostril hair, inevitably came to pass. When all our head-shaking and non-conforming amounted to nil...zilch...nada … Continue reading On Growing Up. Or Something.