His World · Poetry

Storytime (Drive home)

It was an afternoon drive and home was our destination;Gaudy bronze sun revealing the true colour of our irises,Gospel music playing on the aux cord,And my spirit conjuring up divinely inspired questions..."Do you believe in miracles?" "Yes", she said softly."What's one miracle that you have been a witness of?"I lowered the volume expecting a stutter,… Continue reading Storytime (Drive home)

Poetry

Stages of pain

Going through the motions, internalized emotions, fueling not so accurate perceptions, This all happening to her, hidden thoughts of is this real, maybe it is all true, I must have done this to myself. Going through it emotionally displaying through physically expression known to the common tongue as tears, The sudden surge of unexplainable most… Continue reading Stages of pain

Poetry

So long

This marks 27 years of your absence, I've learned to attach the memory of you to aspects I can touch and feel, sometimes it works wonders other not so much. Those who love you are are still going through the pain, Those who love you are still feeling the aches, Those who remember I've learn… Continue reading So long

His World · Poetry

Worship

I wonder why they look at me strangelike i don't belong on this rowi'm trying to figure out if i'm stayingcuz i don't feel welcome herei know i'm not dressed like everyone elseand i don't own a pair of church shoesbut i'm here because i needed some helpi'm starting to think that i made a… Continue reading Worship

His World · Poetry

Be Still

Stillness:the absence of movement or sound.A calm, quiet, motionless state. In a fast-paced world where lies travel faster than truths and harsh words faster than words that soothe,We all ought to learn the art of being still,The skill of having ears that filter the words we are fed and the habit of keeping our mouths… Continue reading Be Still

Poetry

Writing

Writing, the art of putting thoughts and ideas down on a canvas; physical or digital. A skill taught to an infant, essential for effective communication, used by all who have the ability to see and limbs to write. Writing, the number one tool used by those unable to verbally express themselves, Writing, the go to… Continue reading Writing

Poetry

Burst of emotions

Looking for an escape I've decided to change, neglecting what I enjoyed most Running away from expressing my emotions how I was accustomed to in the name of "growth" The realization has finally set; I don't want my old habits to die, atleast not the good ones... Looking for a way out, I've allowed more… Continue reading Burst of emotions

Poetry

To my next love

I am not sure what my next love will look like. So I send this letter out into the universe as a prayer to her Creator and I seal it with a kiss... I wonder what she is like.Perhaps nothing like me but a mate to my healing soulI've been through a lot of things… Continue reading To my next love

His World · Poetry

The Forgotten

I was born blind,Unable to see my mother's smileIf ever I did make her smile,Or the proud look of my fatherIf ever he was proud of me,It wasn't too long until society turned a blind eye to me,Isolated,Forgotten... I was deaf,Never heard the birds chirping,Waterfalls cascading down rocky riverbeds,Or even an "I love you" from… Continue reading The Forgotten

His World · Poetry

I Pray

I pray that one day you may look at me and see me, not the colour of my skin or my ancestors' sin... I pray to see the day when we finally realise that we are spirits with bodies and not bodies with spirits...I pray that people may come to see that not all Blacks… Continue reading I Pray