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Us

Here we areMe and youThrowing wordsSpilling tearsBreaking heartsBack and forthOn and onMounting rageForgotten vowsin chaos Then a giggleA baby sighFrom the cribQuelling rageMelting doubtsCrushing egoHere we areYou and meThrowing hugsSpilling loveBreaking wallsnow remindedWe are in this togetherWith our little one

Continue Reading 12 May 2012

Acid Burn

I want to knowYour thoughts that day,When you picked up that vialFrom the chemistry labTurned right around and flung it on my faceWhat were you thinking,When you saw the liquid blind my eyes then Slowly drip down my cheeksDown my neck and through my shirtBurning its way through.What did you thinkWhen you saw burning trails of flesh where onceWere cheeks which could blushCheeks which turned away your advancesWhat made you...

Continue Reading 11 May 2012

A Trial

As the waves of time recede from my shore I see the sands of youth trickling through my fingersBeauty which once beheld many a menNow snatched by the tides and carried to a young soulAt the verge of womanhoodFilling her body, brightening her faceI see the colour fading from my cheeksLeaving an ashen greyMy hands, once fineNow a knobby disgraceI feel salty drops on my faceMy daughter crying over meI...

Continue Reading 11 May 2012

Why I write

Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the nightGrasping on to the tail of an escaping ideaI make it my pet and stroke it till dawnIt grows by the minute and demands to be fedWhen I refuse it goes wildClattering around making a mess of my mindIt grows so fast that I cannot containIt begs to be released and I relentI give it a shower and brush its maneSome...

Continue Reading 08 May 2012

Moonlight

Gossiping crickets spread rumours with glee,Rustling leaves with nervous whispers on their lipsThe tired song of a sleepless birdGuarding her young, lulling them to sleepTwisted twigs break like crackles of a kindled fireAn end to dry miseryDry leaves scattered like dirty laundryWaiting to merge with the fertile soil and start anew. Dew drops forming on a budLosing balance, rolling down and joining the restThe rush of an eager stream, blinded...

Continue Reading 08 May 2012

Beautiful Bodies

Shopping with girlfriends or at the hairdressers', Flipping through magazines as I get my hair done Page after page of glossy perfection Sensuous curves and caramel skin so soft,Image after image Mocking me, calling me names One places me in the ‘before’ selling distant dreams of a beautiful ‘after’ Dreams contained in big bottles and labelled lotions,  My skin needs lightening, body some tightening or, they reveal, I face a...

Continue Reading 06 May 2012
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