posts tagged: poetry

Social Ways of Living

I often wonder About the social ways we are That they are never fixed But like bee honey from a jar It made wonder when We chat and share online Sometimes we are careful Sometimes we are fine But sometimes we don’t realise The social things we do And how these change in each day With who we are sharing to It changes with our purpose If we see it as work or not It changes with our feelings The bad days count a lot. So I wondered as I participated In this very social day How online is similar In how we change our social way From moment to … Keep Reading…

I am one person …

I am one person I don’t know it all I don’t think I know it all I don’t want to know it all I don’t care if you think I should know it all I am one person I don’t do it all I don’t think I can do it all I don’t want to do it all I don’t care if you think I should do it all I am one person I think we can know more I think we can do more I think we is more than me I am one person

A book that begs …

This poem is about writing a book that begs and my lover. My muse and inspiration. Keep Reading…

You strangle me …

You strangle me As I pull you on and up You feel so tight My legs, my waist You strangle me But I need you When things are bitter cold When I am lost inside A time I was so small I’d fight against your feeling To when I’v grown tall Now you strangle me But I need you You give me comfort You support my insecurity You cover my imperfections With loss pushed inside you I readjust to your size and colour Your presence reshapes me In this you also strangle me Deep down inside It is hard to imagine My self without you You have always been with … Keep Reading…

The one who gave me meaning …

You know when I was little, When I was very small, Parents who gave me meaning, And wanted me to soar. It was sometimes a struggle, To understand their intent, Sisters who gave me meaning, To know what they really meant. So I’d try and please them always, At school, sports and in life, Friends who gave me meaning, Even when we were in strife. Then as I grew and wandered, Across a world so vast, Loves who gave me meaning, Then quickly turned to past. But as I lie here wondering, What does this life past show, For one rarely gives one meaning, This I now do know. For … Keep Reading…