Poetry

Happy Women’s Day Okay, let’s just say it plain. There always seems to be somewhat of pain in our monthly bodies. Whether we’re going through

This is a war between democracy and tyrannyThis is a war between strength and weaknessThis is a war between good and evil All night we

What’s the difference? We spend 3 minutes zooming in and out of a women’s curves, to only be directed by our thumb and index finger

I know my poisonJust 3 drops We’ll be sailing to the underworld I know my antidoteJust 3 drops We’ll be sailing to the stars I

Sit still and admire the flower that you planted. The garden of Life. It takes time to germinate, grow and flower. Give yourself the time

Through the eyes of another she seesLetting go of her own keysAnother person’s vision starts to unfoldAs an unwanted feeling is growing bold On her

It takes courage to start a journey, but it will take the same amount of courage, if not more, to end that journey that took

Her fear exacerbatedHer pain amplifiedHer anxiety rocketed There was anger in her yesPain in her crackling voiceShe wanted to see hopeBut she only could speak

A sleep which we wish you could wake up from A sleep which we never wished you went inA sleep which must be so peaceful

Your presence makes her fragileBut your soul keeps her strongYou’re a heavy liabilityYet again, you give her stability A goodbye is all she needsJust for

In a world where beauty meets the eyesWhere fame and famine are seen as fineWhere having more is viewed as divine In a world where

You created a boulevardEven when there was no pathYou helped us to create, to be creativeYou helped us find a way in a place where