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She is a Siren & a Seer

She is a Siren & a Seer

Pure kindness radiates from her,
Her smile brings cheer to any room,
All eyes glued to her...

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It's Time

People are dying every single day
Yet, we just sit around
Frozen, with nothing to say
...

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Actions speak louder than...

Actions speak louder than words

It’s not what how we say it, but the way that we do it.. coz actions speak louder than the promise to...

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Too much gas ?

Too much gas ?

The rhythm of my heart isn’t right, it’s racing like a rocket tonight.. I am taking deep breaths trying to...

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Code Red

Imagine having one fire drill a month
but only having one active shooter drill a year
i’m...

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Ho Ho Ho ?

Ho Ho Ho ?

Unravelling rolls of wrapping paper on the living room floor, when the tube rolls away from you and...

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Old age-getting there

Get up early,
shower,dress,
another day,
wait a minute,take my vitamin,
cane,...

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Pain (Chapter 2)

her powerful struggle

Pain (Chapter 2)

Today the air is cold
her eyes have already told,
the colour she wears is blue

No...

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It’s Baltic out there❄️

It’s Baltic out there❄️

Well it’s just a typical Sunday evening there’s nothing on the goggle box tho I’m feeling very festive...

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Break the Silence

The Muslim Uighurs Tragedy

Break the Silence

My dear readers , do you know
what the Chinese government do
they arrest the Muslim Uighurs...

Poem -

Normality

The clock on the wall
the calendar in the hall

the paper on the step
the sunrise and...

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The world's chemistry...

Sink holes,typhoons, earthquakes, hurricanes,
the Arctic it melting,global warming, floods,
...

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Bring back the horse and buggy

Bring back the horse and buggy

Automobile prohibitive maintenance costs
pitches me pitifully begging for alms
lamenting dog...

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Dystopia 2020

Dystopia 2020

With my eyelids shut,
as I face the light
I can see the capillaries have
fragmented...

Poem -

The mercenary

poem of a pro footballer

The mercenary

Subject of the terrace chant
talk of the studio rant
on the field he never can't
yet...

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The Spirit can be

Haughty
Spiteful
Loving
Giving
Trying
Caring
or silent
the...