To write the real, you have to show all the rawness, which has its harsh beauty and this is my platform to do that. Not shying away from any subject matter or theme. Check out my; Blog entries , Free verse + Narrative poetry, poet interviews and more. Peace, RhymeRula
The rhythms, the melodies, the lyrics, we all hear it, The heartbeat to every tune that brightens and strengthens my day From the unpleasant grey skies gloom, It can be strenuous to be sanguine in somber days So I sink my conscious into the depths of the delta providing my blues with alleviation, I’ve seen […]
Read More We all carry a songIt’s been a while since I’ve uploaded on here, and that is due to working on finishing up a short story that I want to get done before the end of the month. Poetry has taken a back seat not that I don’t like writing it anymore, it’s just that the motivation has diminished slightly […]
Read More DistortedThose days When time quickly keeps ticking, The clock carries new dreams and stories to unfold Every hour for the unafraid, Replacing everyday laws to acknowledge those that troubled the still blue waters, Thrashing in the throes of death they are unchained to make a change, Consumed by woes manifest and it grows hard for […]
Read More An infinite spiralConnected to wondrous worlds of free expression, Craving much needed comprehension to the circling nonsense, but he can’t be greedy because there are still naive minds to this horrid vision of everyday hate His knees have become exhausted holding the weight of solidarity in the presence of bigotry And still he remains in the same […]
Read More UnscathedReal eyes Realize Real lies It’s not a surprise That we all carry a disguise sometimes
Read More We all carry itI’ve been working on this short story 2 years ago. In the meantime I put it aside and began working on poetry, blog entries, and collaborations, but now I think I found the direction in where I want the story to go. What I’m presenting here is chapter 1, 2 and chapter 3 which is […]
Read More House of dilemmas short story (Chapters 1, 2, and 3)Protect your peace against impractical movers. The people you call your friends can turn to adversaries who’ll do nothing more than to stab you in the front and back, and then finally claim the wound is no longer there because the pain is gone. – TheRhymeRula © These are my ThursdayThoughts due to not […]
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