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Oh death, you odious fiend!
I wonder your purpose, your mysterious trend.
Many a valiant soul’s perishing, you have penned,
You have broken millions of hearts,
Cost an ocean of tears,
Leaving people’s sanity spent.
What pleasure do you derive
From the eternal grief of inconsolable souls?
Why do … Continue Reading
Young, frail, bewildered, offspring,
In the wake of a world,
With malice- mortally corrupted,
Unbeknownst to evil evident, comes into existence with an empty chalice;
Met with pain in plenty, or kindness thankfully,
It shall fill its cup with the answers of life,
The cup duly reflecting, the … Continue Reading
Have you ever wondered how I feel,
The entity before which time kneels,
I can turn the most seraphic of situations sour,
And bestow upon the most vulnerable, immense power
If not for me, miracles would cease,
Life and Death would rampage as they please.
I’ve heard and … Continue Reading
“Congratulations, it’s a girl”
Eyes tear up listening to the sound of her cry
Unfeigned blend of joy and elation manifest in the faces
Dark sparkling eyes full of dreamy glitter, met with warm, welcoming smiles
what was coming at her though, little did they realise
Is this a … Continue Reading
Your arrival to this world is a joyous one,
Playfully laden with burps, pukes, and the occasional tantrum.
The adventurous first steps, the adorable first words;
But for how long does this innocence run?
Nursery rhymes and numbers, modest first steps,
To academia, a stream of tests and grades.
A … Continue Reading
The year is 2008. Imagine you’re sipping a fancy cocktail while tanning on one of Jamaica’s beautiful beaches. Ah! For those few moments, life is simply perfect. This was the dream a couple of developers were hoping to sell to tourists worldwide, except their beach got stolen. You heard that … Continue Reading
I know her,
I watched her grow
While she brought light in doom
The rest of the world felt betrayed.
I listened to the rhythm of her words
I tasted the bitterness in her voice
Standing there all alone,
I witnessed her fall;
An innocent child full of hope.
A … Continue Reading
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