Dear Mother Nature, I am writing you this letter, could you please do me a favour and make our...
" I compare thy to a prisoner who is captive held within the twisted lines of reality. But there's...
That year, 1965, Harvest Festival Sunday fell on the tenth of October, which coincided with a big,...
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I keep hearing women scream in the dead of the domestic night light I keep hearing women cry...
Let Me Tell You A Story About The Man Behind The Lense. When Iām In Front & Center The Time...
Two hundred forty two (12.1 score) years ago countless stripling soldiers strapping...
Wistfully, I call thee my Brother In Calmes, We drift āmong the world, we hold in our palms ...
All but none! had teared'" somewhere some" and too know the grown... is some...
Where do we come from is the question you see The answer isn't easy to me Christians say Adam...
Heās only as soft as clarts Sympathetically warm He wraps her up with cotton-wool incase she...
I am rooted deep within a rebellious soul I am still subversive though some nay think me old ...
Superficially she shone like the morning sun But inwardly & hid from all her friends was...
You look at me with sadness in your eyes, But all I want to do is cry, Because that broken...
Rows of razzle dazzle ribbons Braided in her mass of auburn locks Coordinated cleverly with...
Title - Woman Autor - Rachelm Zikhali Split ends Broken record Cracked...
Its the same every day at quarter to four She walks out of the house & She closes...
THE STIGMA
Dare you open up, and talk, or does the stigma, rule the way, it's time to stand...