Poetry

Poetry in motion

To me, Love is a river.It is energy in motion,A Wave that carries you no matter how hard you fight, and eventually it teaches you to follow the current... Let yourself go, it's pointless fighting,Become like ice in a warm glass of water,Like chocolate exposed to the sun,Allow yourself to melt and become one with… Continue reading Poetry in motion

Poetry

Africa

Oh Africa ,my land... I hear your drums thudding and your children's thunderous cries ringing in my head. Your squirms fall on deaf ears... Your cries... Simply bootless... Your children's tears flow through the Congo river and the Nile, your hills run red with innocent blood that has overflown. As for your children... Starving... Yet… Continue reading Africa

Poetry

Altered reality

Hiding one's imperfections behind layers of human friendly paint, Concealing aspects of thy's creation, essences uniquely individually possessed Can thy claim to know love Over critical of one's appearance, borderline abusing habits suppressing one's physical expansion Can ones claim to know appreciation Unable to see past the compliments, staring at one's reflection like "a few… Continue reading Altered reality

Poetry

Truth

I haven't been feeling lately, Getting used to the inability to feel pain both frighten yet excite me. I haven't allowed myself to be consumed recently, I made a pledge to my being to work on getting better, to create a new me. That's why I've stayed away from the world, Afraid to share a… Continue reading Truth