Poem to You

Dear Darling, You asked me recently to opine on your 'issue' Though it's pretty obvious, given all the clues Seems you're scared to feel what's real to you Scared of projecting what you've been through All the while desiring adventure and something new Yearning to love freely breaking from your ideals and rules Still, guarding … Continue reading Poem to You

What’s It Like To Be Your Kid?

What’s it like to be your kid? To exist merely for academic bids Whose purpose is merely to grow up and work Earn status for the family and that’s his whole world? What’s it like to be your kid? To get A’s at school but still get hit? With your excuse being that she looks … Continue reading What’s It Like To Be Your Kid?

— r i c o c h e t — A Poem, For You

You sent him a message of choked up resentment Your perception of his flaws with no acknowledgement of yours An entire projection of manipulative assumptions Your subjective interpretation of traits to portray his existence as a mistake Though, without you in the way He has actually been able to change All this while you've been … Continue reading — r i c o c h e t — A Poem, For You

Writing is Easy, Writing is Hard

Writing is easy when it comes from the heart But from the mind is somewhat hard To 'feel' is a constant state-of-being To 'think' is to breathe while surviving reality To 'reflect' is a path taken only by the wise To 'depict' is a portrayal of reality analysed To 'write' is to yield a paper … Continue reading Writing is Easy, Writing is Hard

South Africa

I come from a nation large and strong Where we raise our voices in song Sing praises unto the heavens and earth With a dozen languages of different words Our people, we know of tragedy and pain We know more of loss than of gain Yet we seek not to dominate We seek a commitment … Continue reading South Africa

Kindness is Not Weakness

She looked at me with insecurity in her eyes, as if pleading for sympathy. I couldn't. Much as I tried to muster up a shred of compassion, she had used up the last ounce left in me. Used it up on some medial triviality that was, if anything,  inconsequential to the matter at hand. For … Continue reading Kindness is Not Weakness