Hello my lovely blogging friends! I'm aware that for the last couple of weeks I've been really rubbish at posting, and I haven't written any proper posts except for a few bits and bobs of poetry. I'm not nearly big-headed enough to think that many of you would have noticed my absence, but I did… Continue reading Where have I been?
A tiger in captivity grows small So does a human soul in an environment Where it's not allowed to flourish.
This is the world we live in We worship jealousy and hate We build monuments to adultery We call girls from broken homes slags Because they give themselves away too easily Yet we congratulate guys for sleeping with fifty girls a year. This is the world we live in We talk about love, tolerance and… Continue reading This is the world
And even if it means that I might never find someone Who will appreciate every part of who I am It doesn't mean I'll stop being who I am Even if it means Being a bit Peculiar.
When I smell good-quality dark chocolate The smell brings me back to my childhood I have no idea why I didn't use to like dark chocolate I'm still not keen on it But the smell takes me back nevertheless. *** Why is it that we so often idealise the times gone by Which were full… Continue reading Memories
Do you ever stop to consider how wonderful the Art of writing is? We, human beings, take one simple medium - a word, which by itself is just that - and create new worlds and stories, paint pictures of happiness and sorrow using this one medium. You can read hundreds and hundreds of scientific articles,… Continue reading Words that create magic
Let me be like the birds That don't stress or try to impress their fellow beings But pursue only whatever they deem necessary that day Food or drink or a quiet spot to lay their nest That are satisfied by their flights in the air And their swims in the sea They are never consumed… Continue reading Birds