Passage

I have said it before, that I wish I was never conceived  For who would have thought that life was the best passage for man? A passage of violence, pain, loss and iniquity A passage they say he spends learning, forgiving and moving One he can only escape through death- the same death, he spends his life avoiding I have […]

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Confessions

‎He chewed my nipple like a baby with a pacifier  Rammed my vulva like he never wanted to halt Kissed my lips like a piercing serpent Held my breasts like the next best thing Silently he kissed my ‎head and then I saw his tears He laid on me crying like a baby, crying for forgiveness We had climaxed a […]

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Life In Colors

Some people dream in colors Some with a black and white pen They paint life as they think it should be With colours or with a black or white board For some it’s a dream, for others it’s how it should be A risk or a frisk- taking it as they think it should All ending in death: no matter the joy or sadness No matter the colour they painted it

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