Grief Street (Haiku #1)
Grief floods into streets Disputes were fired on the site The cost of death paid
Read More Grief Street (Haiku #1)To write the real, you have to show all the rawness, which has its harsh beauty and this is my platform to do just that. Not shying away from any subject matter or theme. Blog entries, Poetry (Free verse, Haiku, Narrative poetry), Black History,Photography, and a full course of wisdom quotes. Peace, TheRhymeRula
Grief floods into streets Disputes were fired on the site The cost of death paid
Read More Grief Street (Haiku #1)Verse 1: He was unable to withstand the weight of years filled with toxic memories Finding it hard to fathom a strong enough remedy to put those malevolent times at ease A winter solstice was the right time for it to extend it’s cold grip as it briskly whispers it introductions with a persistent seduction […]
Read More The RemedyVerse 1: As the clock struck midnight Passengers aboard the night bus A slogan on the side read… Our determination is getting you quickly to your destination If only they knew that no soul was exempt from ever escaping the night bus Verse 2: A one way ticket stamped with their demise Barbed wire […]
Read More The Night Busvia Daily Prompt: Static Staring into the eyes of unknown faces that weren’t from around these places they left behind a case as bait to see if someone was brave enough to go for a taste Walking towards us I could sense static with every breath they took Sizing us up as I noticed one […]
Read More Daily Prompt: Static (Unknown faces)via Daily Prompt: Carve Use the sun as a benchmark a horizon to brighten the path you carve out for yourself crave to find a passion that is everlasting and do it with conviction Any job big or small do it right or not at all even if you might fall stand up tall and […]
Read More CarveI thought of this theme while I was handwriting a previous poem. I wondered what would happen if I lost my notebook? In the last 2 months or so I went back to handwriting my poems which I felt helped me brainstorm a whole lot more and bring much more depth and emphasis to my […]
Read More The legend of a real notebookHello readers, I want to give a quick announcement on something I should have posted days ago but remembered today. On January 20th 2018 my 4th published poem called “Their dead souls won’t let me grow” will be a featured post on SpillWords. If you have not checked out this poem I wrote it back […]
Read More Quick AnnouncementUNDER CONSTRUCTION! I wrote this 3rd verse to a poem a friend of mine is currently writing. He sent me an instrumental which surprised me at first and then he told me there was a chorus to it. Which made me think he was making a song and that made think of ways to write […]
Read More Lost emotions: Verse 3We’re confined in a realm full of all evils temptations possesses every individual without warning There’s no way to exorcise the urges inside to get fucked up Out of luck so we all remain stuck Desperately searching for self-control to fend off the temptations Eventually escaping and descending from reality Gluttony in all forms mollifies the […]
Read More Self- Control (10 stanzas)