Forgotten

There is nothing I wouldn’t do for you
You are all I have to live for
There is love that I...

The forgotten life of love.
The one I lived long ago;
when you and I were one;
when we...

You didn’t see US,
You saw our culture,
our RACE,
Just differences,
and nothing...

She sits in the corner,
And cries to herself,
The voice in her head does nothing to help,...

Isolation, a petrified nation,
Fossilised in media's domain
Starvation & thirst,...

A grimaced face reflects in sullen eyes
Despised amongst the tired cries
Flowing from the...

Unlike Garfield, I hate Fridays.
Fridays forget to invite you to social events.
Fridays tell...

I don’t like it in here.
Trauma and emotions are scattered and unorganised books in the library of...

Honestly, it's been so long since I thought about you.

Expected agony or despair,but got only...

That sweet little girl doesn't live here anymore..
Not like anyone ever noticed and they never did...

The wind scattered the prayer
across the graveyard
Sung before the broken pieces
of an...

She imagined the rain to be
The soft velvet of petals
...Yellow tulips...

Memories...

Most good intentions are resting on the petals of a sunflower
wrestling against the autumn wind and...

Read and re read the words
forget and consign them,
bury them
where light will never...

Who am I what is my name Who are you and is this a game
Who put me here I don’t belong in this place...

A FORGOTTEN ANGEL

Who was she? They wondered
No one knew her name
Where did she live...

Faceless names, through years, unfettered by muses
A cellophane place with un-fame and elegy...