Tag: World Religion

23
Feb

Watch: Micah Bournes | “Native Tongue”

https://youtu.be/qOJ_846bd_U
23
Feb

Poetry: Our President Is Dead Right!

Mixture of long nights, cut short in communion. Family pictures fading off the frame. One, two, many souls tied in union. We sail our boats off the shore. And carried little in our hearts for sure. Under-expressed closed mouthed truths . Over-expressed loud speaking gibberish. Lazying around. Fear of writing when feelings were not up to… Addiction like pain meds…

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22
Feb

Read: Forlorn | Oluwadamilola Agboola

I may be broken, I may have hurt myself I may have lived my life as somebody else Lost my way in a maze inside my head I’m as strong as my weakest end I fall as hard as I have tried to stand I’m not perfect, I strive to be But hopeless, sometimes I feel Whole, am I? I

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22
Feb

Watch: Prince Ea | The Future I Believe In

https://youtu.be/SsZSCAtQ85s
21
Feb

Learn: How Your Brain Falls In Love | Dawn Maslar

https://youtu.be/eyq2Wo4eUDg
21
Feb

Poetry: Not For Sale | Oluwadamilola Agboola

  I have started best selling stories. Somewhere in these books I would get lost In scripted memories Of happenings I thought were just… Memories. Reliving page after page. An incident of age. A rampage Of facades. A flattering… A charade. I have lived through the best pages Of sweet hunting memories. …[W]alked corridors of happy endings. I have seen

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20
Feb

Watch: Justin Lamb | “For the People Who Ask Me If I’m Tired”

https://youtu.be/5Pxrga-cvuc
20
Feb

Poetry: R2BsL | Struggle

To keep my neck away from a break my heart sheaths of its shell the pain risen in the veins. I am an embodiment of broken a tied end of trouble, my feet do well to rub the ground when it’s running away from me. I find it hard to believe in Saturday, I find it weird to believe in

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19
Feb

Watch: Iain Kohn | “Terrified of People”

https://youtu.be/XcX8SiWGzR0
19
Feb

Poetry: Lip-O-Suction | Adeoye Adetoba

The lipstick roll of thick red colour Concealed the lips infested. Lips blackened and parched Not from the smoke of tobacco Nor the sanctification of nicotine But from the searing heat of invective Hanging at the doors of her mouth. Aglow with red beauty, The gates of Hell; luscious and lethal, Grief and pain it breathed out, Discord and disorder

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