"Giving up is not an option!" Mother's words echoed as I reached my breaking point. Her words from many years ago became a lifeline that pulled me back to reality. Her darks eyes had held mine unwaveringly as she said them, urging me to never forget. Now, I must muster the strength to survive … Continue reading Never give up!
I was the poster child of success. I don't mean the kind of success most of us desire these days. Ergo, fat bank accounts, fast cars and big houses are not what I'm talking about. I mean the kind of success where you have never failed. Never failed a test. Never failed an exam. Never failed … Continue reading Do not stand still!
My mood's mistress is here again. With my mood, She plays a game. In my heart, She causes pain. In my brain, A sense of doom. In my pant, A gloomy red. I stand or sit, At her beck. But only for A time so short. Until she lends my mood Back to me. … Continue reading My mood’s mistress
My beloved, Would you believe me, If I sang of how the sun rises From your arched brows, How your buttocks look Like twin moons, How the part of you through which you breath Is aquiline and cute, How your eyes sparkle like jewels, How your ears ooze perfection, How your skin is smooth … Continue reading A case of an imagined ugliness
Do you now see, Why I was tagged a mouse? Why I shivered when spoken to? Why the angles of my mouth are down turning? Why the creases between my brows are deep as gullies? Why my voice makes no sound, no matter how loud I shout? Why I run off like a dog, tail between … Continue reading Letter to a dead mum
Taut muscles, beads of sweat, eyes clenched shut, It's hardwork not to halt. Though, a minute is barely past. Tightly, she holds on to you. She would not let go. For it is not time yet. It's her way. It's her style. It's what you lusted for. You body tells you, You … Continue reading Sated lust
I hang on to his words. I see not, The darkness that he brought, Nor the pink stain on his coat. I smell not, The hate on his breath, Nor her perfume on his shirt. I taste not, The bitterness of his kiss, Nor the blood on my lips. I feel … Continue reading Ignoring the senses
Tête-à-tête In the beginning, they were but whispers of ample sized women. Mother was their queen. Then, father agreed. Sealed! Stamped! My fate is decided. To the chalk faced man we must now head! Mother told me in her gentle voice, the rites must be done to protect my loins. Yet my … Continue reading STOP the cutting
Have you heard? There are leeches in my blood Draining the life out of me Society has labelled me Tagging me untouchable They stand judging me Even though these leeches Already cripple me In my mind and in my bones Grisly leeches Memoirs of a time gone Times now rued … Continue reading Leeches in my blood
It is dark And darkness shields all things evil It shields his hands His groping and hurtful hands I feel fear, gut wrenching Seeping into my skin and what lies underneath I hear the shallow and rapid beatings of my heart I ask a question knowing there would be no answer "What is this?" I … Continue reading Violated