Zuhause
Home Zuhause
Never give in………..!!!
My name was announced that I was next on stage,
then fear came to me,
swaying seductively and smiling wickedly.
She stood in front of me and...
Before I was a Mom…
I made and ate hot meals. I had unstained clothing. I had quiet conversations on the phone.
Before I was a Mom... I slept as...
Bleeding Da Vinci
By JESICA BLANDON
When your skin smells of a renaissance does
That mean change resides in your soul?
My mother
Whispers in a cadence familiar to my ears to...
Colour Blind…!!!
I am everything and nothing, I am colour.
I steal individuality, I distort the reality,
I struggle to fit in, I can’t help but stand out,
All...
MY WIFE…!!!
If my wife were a book, she would be a Beauty Encyclopedia
Because she answers every questions beauty can ever ask
If my wife were a...
What Does it Mean to be a Poet? by Nathan Bednarek
I’ve always wanted to write something like this, be it an essay or an article. I’ve always had an idea or a vision of...
The Desiderata
Go placidly amid the noise and haste,
and remember what peace there may be in silence.
As far as possible without surrender be on good terms...
If— BY RUDYARD KIPLING
(‘Brother Square-Toes’—Rewards and Fairies)
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself...
I Don’t Want to Write a Poem.
I don't want to write a poem
Since poems aren't meant for MEN.
Men drink their pain away in whiskey every night
And smoke their sadness pretending...
POT BELLY MEN
Pot belly men of our great Nation
Ambassadors of poverty
Looters of National treasures
Breeding nest of corruption
Masters of lies and deceit
See what you have done
See what...
