The Chair The old man sits in a chair by the door waiting for someone who’s been there before. His skin is as thin as rice paper page, drooping face speckled with spots of his…
I feel its not necessary, but how else do you show someone that you love them, if you are not even there by their side in happy/ sad moments? It is difficult to breathe at…
lost and alone I was content not searching for any soul to mess with my tings dem an only child use to my comfortable silence life lessons had helped me find that jelousy a disease…
A SOUND CONCESSION Words do not always look right. Their noises rattle on the page. Perhaps it’s fate I listen as I write, For joy’s horn, happiness’ flute . . . Read More.
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Empire of Shadows is the title poem of my collection published by Salmon Poetry (Cliffs of Moher, Ireland) in 2012
Having a crush is like living without any hope..❤️
This poem is about a person who saw the moonlight in a different color that crept in his room. I got inspired to write this after seeing the strawberry moon for myself last night and…
It’s about the formation of stars and its cycle of life and death.
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They plucked my petals, And called it love. Caged me in a vessel, And called it care. Cherished me rotting, And called it vintage. So I grew thorns and Became cactus. The one they couldn’t…
2 good friends are meeting after a long time.
A covid-19 inspired poem to give humanity hope.
