Poetry: In Memory of Libya Again!

I’ve heard stories that churned my insides Of poverty, war, lips and limbs maimed Of a city where a head had a price The sun and moon set not for the wise Sky, covered in red, green and black...

Carpe Diem

Age is just a number not a counter At the right time, things will fall apart Alarming are the words from a banter Advice is to live, not be pushed like a cart General belief is ‘Education is...

One for the Road

Emotions would fly, eyes would turn red Hearts would sink in ocean of doubt Friends would go far to turn their back Everything seems smooth with few bread The sun would rise, and go back to bed The...

Virtue and Vice

My dear son, please stay on the right track Be kind, respect all that you meet Obey the words that I’ve said to-day Say thank you when offered a snack. Above the ice life is a brutal smack...

Standing Tall

Beat me, cut me or even shoot me We all won’t leave the world alive The best that i can, all i will give Slaves to self, but we think we’re free. A fight to become a bourgeoisie To the...

This Is My Story

Writing my story on a new slate. This time without the guilt I feel; of murders I commited in June. My heart was painted black with hate. With my soapy hand I’d masturbate. Then up and down...

Peculiar Mess (Penkelemes)

There’s a fish in the stream you can’t catch. And it always swims to the edge. Drop the hook and it will eat the bait, Then swim away without a scratch. Once best friends the streets will...

Peaks and Mountains

I see you aiming to climb, Plotting your rise, your strive, I see you lifting from the floor, Crawling on pebbles and flying in style, Same you I sipped gin with all night, While we spoke about...

To love a poet

To love a poet is a trap, Into your strong weakness, they tap, Be a bit careful when they speak, They know how to play around words, Ask me. I’ll call them ‘heartbreak lords’ Their...