Poetry

Grown up kid (true story)

I was so used to her dancing to the songs I loudly played in our car rides, that's when a tide of emotions would wash away her sadness, but this time she was unable to hide the torment in her mind... So I lowered the volume and looked at her; "put your seatbelt on", I… Continue reading Grown up kid (true story)

Poetry

Intentions

She looks him in the eyes to find the gate to his soul She looks right at him, filtering through his motions seeking his emotions She looks and wonders is he genuine? A question many of us ask ourselves when meeting a him Afraid to fall into the trap of lack of mutual understanding We… Continue reading Intentions

Poetry

The one

This is a letter to you, Bearer of my heart, pulse within my vessels, nucleus to my happiness. I had always imagined characteristics you would posses; quarter man, quarter angel, quarter prince, quarter warrior with a dash of those Idris Elba physic marinated with some Russell Wilson generosity & kindness. My pillow, my best friend,… Continue reading The one

Poetry

Sigh

Everyday I sit on my bed, starring at my ceiling, Dreaming of a life, a life that may never come true. They say to have hope, to keep on believing. Little do they know that faith doesn't come easy to the ones with continuous racing minds. In my little life of experience, I have learned… Continue reading Sigh

Poetry

My life, perhaps my fate

Life has a funny way of working out and in the midst of it all, one has to keep hoping. Living in a town I can't claim to be mine; a town that constantly rejects me, remaining focused isn't a piece of cake. For those who do not know my story; I was one of… Continue reading My life, perhaps my fate

Poetry

Winter

Took some time away to assess my growth and health. Dealing with ghosts in your closet seems to be an endless race, but just as I'm ready to give up, a strenght emerges from within. So I'm back, to share my stories, hoping to aspire those similar to me not to give up and believe...… Continue reading Winter

Poetry

Milkshake

Like a milkshake, shaken into perfection, A simple drink with its main component being milk, unveiling its refreshing sweet taste. I want to be like this drink; full of potential yet unknown, bringing a new flavour to this world like never before. Do I want to be love by millions? Perhaps a question with no… Continue reading Milkshake

Poetry

Adulting…

The dream of this little girl seems to be falling apart. Faith is the only shoulder to cry on she has, as the walls shatter in front of her. Being an adult is not as easy as they make it seem; bills to pay, people counting on you. In all of this they forget to… Continue reading Adulting…

Poetry

Maturity

As part of growing up, certain adjustments have to be made. This is a little passage for all those who are entering a new phase of the world, becoming "Adults"

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)