Decay
Night consumes alllifeless bodies left to decayas the raven watches
Read More DecayTo 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
Night consumes alllifeless bodies left to decayas the raven watches
Read More DecayHello readers, I proud to announce that my second poetry collection “The burning gift in swollen darkness” is out on E book on Amazon for $4.99, but will be $0.99 from October 9th until October 16th. On the other hand, the paperback version will be out later this week and at the moment it’s going […]
Read More Announcement : my second poetry collectionSilence falls suddenly And fog shrouds a friendship My hands are covered in splinters from gripping onto the final brittle straws Our loudest words lost in a thunderstorm Searching for ways to reconcile the blaring drama, As a new day begins Sunshine beams my focus onto Snakes in the grass caressed by deceit, Entering the […]
Read More Once it’s all overArt flows without fear Hooray for freedom of speech Triggering small minds
Read More TriggeringSummers curtain call Sunset bliss falls with much grace on relentless waves
Read More Sunset blissDirecting daydreams Silver lines between sharp stars Praise the big dipper
Read More The Dipper (Haiku)Painful regrets left behind Worlds spinning back and forth One last step towards hope and bliss ©TheRhymeRula
Read More Be that giftAs LL Cool J once said, “Dont call it a comeback”. It’s been a year since I last posted an interview on my series “Voices behind the words”. Well it’s no longer dormant because I’m looking to revitalize this series and with the help of my guest for this post River Dixon I hope it […]
Read More Voices behind the words : An interview series with writers (Interview # 13, River Dixon)A passionate rebel against the norms An architect for anarchy Ashes coat manicure nails The last visible remnant of her femininity remaining A present challenger fighting for a better future
Read More RebelliousSwitching directions on the map Sights elevated onto a new plateau Thousands of feet above a grounded sanctuary I could hear untold passions whispered Quivered breaths Of excitement Of anxiety Our dimensions altered under rigid glass An exhilarated child hopped on that glass to test its strength But I stood tall staring at blue moonlight […]
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