There’s one thing I haven’t actually mentioned much on this blog at all up until now, and I almost feel like I’ve committed some sort of crime by not mentioning this as a blogger (because it is like, law). And that is, that I love books.
Tag Archives: poetry
This Place // Poetry Series Part 5
This house is not a home Built with faded walls and Crumbling ceilings of words never meant. This room is not a living room The walls are too cold and the living never enter, Only lies, only death. A green door, Scratched paint, a faded number Never judge a book, Never judge a home ByContinue reading “This Place // Poetry Series Part 5”
Justified Injustice // Poetry Series Part 4
A Series of Haiku On Living Where is the beauty In believing we should die? This is not beauty. Where is the beauty In wanting to stay in bed For days, weeks on end? It’s not beautiful. Not brave, romantic, or cute To wish away life. There should be light in Everything around us. NotContinue reading “Justified Injustice // Poetry Series Part 4”
Justified Injustice // Poetry Series Part 3
Ode To Leelah She. She. She Was so beautiful. Trapped, a soldier, a martyr. She was strong. She was brave. She. She. She Was encaged, locked into this world Misunderstood and forgotten. Suffered in silence. Brushed aside. She is not he. Lost in a world, Where instinct And inside mean nothing. She fought too long,Continue reading “Justified Injustice // Poetry Series Part 3”
Justified Injustice // Poetry Series
I Come From I come from an easy life, Lack of hardship, Lack of labour, Food waiting on the table, Teachers waiting in the classroom. I come from not having to fight, For my freedom, for my rights. But I come from “boys will be boys” And “don’t go out alone” I come from keysContinue reading “Justified Injustice // Poetry Series”
Justified Injustice // Poetry Series
Black Lives Matter – Ballad High in the summer season, A man is found shot dead, In the American town of Ferguson, There is violence and trouble ahead. A man named Michael Brown, Always seen as beneath, And another, wrongly righted, They cannot breathe. Nothing could prepare them, For acts so cruel and unjust,Continue reading “Justified Injustice // Poetry Series”
