Category: poetry
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Horror
It’s your greatest fear Edging near, When no one’s around To save you. It’s the ugly and the weird, Your worst side mirrored, Inner demons Coming out to play. It will fester in your gut, As it turns you to smut, Catching in your throat Before it steals your breath away. You will feel your…
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To Forgive Myself
Forgive yourselffor all the thingsyou wish you had done differently. We were not put on this earthto know everything,but to learn. To gather the lessonsas we go,and grow a littlewith each one. So be gentle with yourself. Offer yourself kindness,forgiveness,and a little faiththat next time,you will know better. This was written by our contributing writer,…
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The Silence I Once Knew
In my head A thousand words flow, Some speak with truth Some laced with dread And some are drenched in fear In them I drown. From all I write My words are but a tapestry, A shroud drenched in mystery If all I do is write Then where is my muse A question for all…
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A Slow Dance With Daddy
The first step, claps of joy Turning one, there’s a celebration Training wheels come off Band-Aids cover scrapes Daddy wipes tears away Stuffed animals decorate her room Bows and flowers stitched perfectly into her dress Mommy’s lipstick spread over her lips Makeup brushes sprawled on the bathroom floor Twirls done in the mirror Daddy, I’m…
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White Lies
When we say we want to be happy When we say we want to see the world Earth is full of love Who are we telling this lie to? When we say we are strong When we say we are not in the wrong Everything is fine Who are we telling this lie to? When…
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The Ghost Of The Forest
Roses are seeking for entitlement While you are stroking a leopard on the head Ironing linen with a steamer You call him a lover while he calls you a whiner Even tides have never been more drier triggered by makeup on the counter Every beep from the register makes your head feel lighter Without it…
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Younger Self
Dear younger self The world will haunt you, like ghosts fighting for comfort through a storm, you will be tossed around like a toy, everything you love and believe in will get destroyed. Words will be thrown like balls on a rugby field Betrayal shall look at your eyes with a smirk halfway its face.…
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What Is The Use Of History?
What is the use of history if it teaches me to hate my brother because his father once fought mine? What is the use of knowing where our fathers stood if knowing their footsteps makes us forget where we are going? They tell me, “Go back to your roots. Remember who you were. Return to…
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My Gift Will Find Its Home
The Lord has made a home for the sparrow, A nest upon the branches, A place where its wings can rest And its little heart can belong. So, I will not fear that my gift has nowhere to go. If God made a home for the birds, Then surely, He has prepared a place For…
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Siwaphiwe
Gifted not lent Yet I feel like a liability to the world My soul feels borrowed And my mom? I feel like I owe For much more than I can count “We are given A gift more bitter than limonin While its purpose is greater than insulin and Ritalin” Every time those words fall from…