POETRY

I’ve seen them sob, their faces buried in their palms, I’ve seen them act all gangster just to live through a day of their seemingly

Whether it rains, Whether it shines, Whether you get lost, Or maybe meet life’s thrust, Please, Find your way there by two. Atleast by two

I used to live in an old parked taxi Next to the big black tanks that kept rubbish, Those that I ate from And picked

A rose and a chocolate bar is not an apology, it’s not an apology for years of abuse and violence. It’s not an apology for

Let’s dance in the rain As twinges flow down the drain Thrill filled in our veins Ignorant of what tomorrow might bring Winter or spring

Hesitant, in my mind there’s a war, My poor mind get’s picked as the arena, Some Thoughts threaten to breaks my walls, Should i fall?

You know how sketchy my life is My closest friends are strangers, My best family are anonymous, I don’t trust the society, I basically live,

Gone with the wind Her curly black hair floating upwind The mind jumbled Not a clue on how to unwind She sat silent, motionless All

He had the audacity, To touch where he was forsworn, He’d grin, he’d chortle praising his Irresistible charm, He believed that women who glanced at

Fragile as a glass, Young and innocent, Although so was evident, He couldn’t desist, He couldn’t stop himself from Taking advantage, The sheets were stained