pull yourself together
retreat
into your soul
breathe mindfully
and
you will never be unhappy again
pull yourself together
retreat
into your soul
breathe mindfully
and
you will never be unhappy again
beauty
is an irresolute attribute
for
at its prime
instills vanity
but when it fades
it gives way
to a diffident old age
it’s God’s gift
when you have good looks
and people love you
but
what about the beautiful soul
which is
always overlooked
“where did you go?”
I asked my poetry
“you went…
in the search of greener pastures ”
she replied…
talk to my face
let your eyes focus
on my eyes
dont let them wander
down my neck …to my breasts
for it unnerves me
as
i am a mother,a sister and a wife
and the way you stare
makes me feel violated
Sleeping in separate rooms
The whirring of the air conditioner
Keeps me company
walking along
the crowded roads
a sea of people
in their own worlds
a microcosm
they carry
with them,
detached…
…yet connected…
by life