People want life to be
rainbows and butterflies
They want unicorns and glitter
but that is not always the case
there are dark things in life
but I can't tell you about them
I can't talk about certain ...
You know, it really doesn’t matter
what the media write
as long as you have a young,
and beautiful, piece of—
As everyone knows,
but the haters and losers
refuse to acknowledge, my hair
may not be per...
Isn’t it funny?
The flaws in anatomy;
We carry our egos,
A burden to society.
We can’t examine,
The causes of our jealousies.
A rejection of zen.
The basis for propriety.
A seasoned traveler, has yet ...
An aggregation of current headlines commented on in Haiku style:
Stray cat scares customer into jumping up on counter
It's not just the web
Cute cats rule the universe
Even in real life
my last love was a map
his skin wide open while his smile dug into me
I think I punctured my skin for him I think I folded him into whole I think I was the name of every city in there until he pronoun...
I often find myself staring at the stars.
Searching for that peace of mind.
It hides among the flickering fire.
Burning bright for a moment in time.
How small we truly are?
Just a speck of dust in his...
Swaying back and forth
Eyes closed tight
Blocking the outside
Chamsa David’s star
All locked in a tight rhythm In a trance
Revolving around likes and emojis,
each moment being captured by a post and a caption.
The most difficult decisions are,
“Oh what filter should I use?” and,
“Should I post this or not?”
Each comment s...
I must be too blunt
I need to be filtered
To be made suitable
For civilised company
And everyone else's liking
My voice is too loud
My colours, too bold
My persona, too fierce
I'm told to...
Often in life, I find myself wondering why things are the way they are. People seem to be so selfish, vindictive and malicious. In order to get this out of my mind, I wrote a small poem. I hope you en...
This was the world She was born to
Perfect ringlet curls
Sparkling blue eyes
Big and round
It all faded
With the passing of time
Heart and Home, House and hell,
That cries cruel solitude with one callous bell
And resounds through the walls crumbling and torn,
Save the echo which is pure;
Life’s echo, your echo,
Resonance of a p...
A few years ago,
that’s when it all started
They would say they were worried that you were starving
And sometimes you’d cry...
Wait a second...
Why are you lying? I hear in my head.
There were endless...
The city is a different place After hours.
Free from the prying eyes of Tourists and office workers,
The natives of the streets take over.
The bums sleep rough
Out of sight under the viaduct
And in th...
Can you see the consequences of your actions?
Do you not see the evil that invades our lives?
Is your hypocrisy not bad enough to fix?
Down with the pursuit of our selfish needs and wants.
But it seem...
Zero tolerance for sexism,
Zero tolerance for hate,
Zero tolerance for racism,
Zero tolerance for homophobes, for transphobes, for religiophobes and those who kill in religion’s name,
Zero tolerance f...
How can we help?
A hand for a hand.
Can I hold your wallet in my pocket?
Only for a moment. Really, how can we help?
Coughing up the deluge, tie the rope up here.
Something free for the moment,
The sound of an organ woken from slumber
trickles out into the cold October night.
“Come on in, hear my tales,” it whispers,
as the streetlights catch on the Poor men’s Bible,
and the pitter patter of...