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PaperMate (explicit)
I am my own best friend,
me and my burning pen.
Together alone
through everything
we have been,
my papermate and I
find myself, I lose my way,
I lose myself, I find my way,
I come back around again
then square I go,
alone.
Cut the nose, spite the face,
I got pride, I got space,
not a number, not a mistake.
Slave never
a sheep black as me
so black I am the light,
...
Thursday 24th August 2017 10:47 am
Yet Still I Run
How many times can one person be reinvented
I have run from myself so many times
I have fled from who I am
in order to be someone better
But always I fall short
Always I fail
Always I become someone changed but still the same
Always I leave behind the good
And carry with me the bad
I flee from the things I hate
Like a bat out of hell
I try to outrun the parts of my...
Thursday 27th April 2017 12:56 am
Hurricane
You are the sunshine on a cloudy day,
the bright blue sky breaking through
a rainy afternoon.
The only star in my night sky,
illuminating dreams long lost to me.
I'd swim in your ocean
for all of eternity
and be twice as free
as I ever could have perceived.
My mind doesn't wander
at the sound of your voice.
I feel calm.
I feel peace.
I feel at ease.
I think you're swee...
Wednesday 19th April 2017 7:59 pm
Sunday
A cacophony of sound beats around
inside my brain, deafening drops.
Sunday misery breaking the silence
of yesterdays. Rainy Mondays,
no hope for tomorrows.
We come and go. We come and go
when the floodgates of pain are open.
Forgiveness closes doors
left ajar in anger.
Time moves forward,
changes are subtle,
inevitable.
Hope does damage to the living dead.
Alone in...
Sunday 16th April 2017 9:12 am
He.
He scratched his temple
And peeled off his eyes
Reveaing his sockets,
Dark, unfathomable.
I held my breath
I was scared to death
"Please put them back", said I.
"Why?
They were fake."
Tuesday 21st March 2017 9:43 pm
A lake's obituary
The mob, elites, journalists
As well as poets like I
To our environment-unfriendly bent
Turning a blind eye
Also tardy in asking "Why
We strip of mother nature's green mantle,
While to maintain the statuesque
It gets locked in a sever battle?"
Equally not checking overgrazing,
We allowed fertile soil and sand
Amok,wild floods ride
To a close by touristic lake,
Whose mouth an expansion
...
Monday 20th February 2017 11:08 am
He left
He left
He left behind his broken wife and his scared son
He left
He left us cold, all alone with no one
He left
The vows, they meant nothing
The promises, broken
I just wish we meant something
More than just empty words spoken
I cried for days at a time
My young son wiped every tear
Leaving us was a crime
And now, it's been 1 year
An...
Sunday 1st January 2017 11:32 pm
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