Poetry

She [GBV]

She was always referred to as someone's sister,Her parents' daughter,Her brother's keeper,And yet always wondering who would keep her... Watch your back young sister, your brother is here, go back to your cell, maybe if you wear a long enough dress he won't lay a finger on you, don't forget to cover your ankles and… Continue reading She [GBV]

Poetry

Him (part 2)

He who use to over power her, holding her wrist whispering words in her ears. He who use to make her shed tear, lock herself listening to his voice every evening unable to sleep. He who hates to see her smile, pulling her away from what she once loved. He who is the worse thing… Continue reading Him (part 2)

Poetry

Wise ones

The sense of wonder fills her head, wonder of how life would have been if only she had made different choices in life. We often see cracks within our elders that we wish we hadn't. Cracks that make you question life and their wisdom, cracks that make you wonder if you would be better of… Continue reading Wise ones

Poetry

Self-titled

I relate all my life events to a cold war about to break out in my paradise, a paradise that seems to fade as I get older. No one can ever prepare you for the viscous world that lies out there. For an introvert like me; imprinting is crucial for my survival, the thought of… Continue reading Self-titled

Poetry

“Cool breeze…”

He smiled at her; in his eyes, so much care she could not ignore. Blinded by the thought of being judged, he held her hand pulled her close and whispered in her ear... He seems to have taken away all her insecurities, this mysterious being that opened his arms so wide and held her. Pulling… Continue reading “Cool breeze…”

Poetry

Her mind, who is she?

Trapped in the perceptions of what a girl from a good upbringing is this fragile little soul waiting to be allowed to  show her face.  Yes, over 1.7"she ain't little", they would say, but only those who have taken time to pay attention to her would know.  Crazy being when she's happy, yet her doleful… Continue reading Her mind, who is she?