Saved by the Bell |Spoken Word Poetry

​She became reckless, Taking unnecessary risks. She became excessively tense and jumpy Then had trouble foucusing; concentrating even remembaring the little details. Unable to feel happiness; love couldn't connect with people, She had had enough of this. Taking quick steps to the open balcony of her bedroom she had made her decision Nobody cares after … Continue reading Saved by the Bell |Spoken Word Poetry

I Wish, And Wish Some More| Spoken Word Poetry

Standing in-front of a mirror, As I apply two coats of mascara on my top lashes; I can't help but stare at my lips; Plump - Just the way Kylie likes them. My mind takes me to that time someone said I'm lucky for I don't have big breast problems, "How does it feel to … Continue reading I Wish, And Wish Some More| Spoken Word Poetry

Guilt Haunts Me|Spoken Word Poetry

I see my pain, even with my eyes closed! I pray and wish my life away every night. But here I am, No hope, No aim I feel lost and empty even looking at my reflection on the mirror This is not how it should be; "I didn't lie, I didn't betray them, I wasn't … Continue reading Guilt Haunts Me|Spoken Word Poetry

Self Love|Spoken Word Poetry

but first love yourself like you would, your favorite idol. At the end of the day its the only thing that matters everything else means nothing except The feelings of acceptance, admiration and pride towards yourself Over To You ... What has been your recent act of self love? Thank you for reading. xoxo,   … Continue reading Self Love|Spoken Word Poetry

The girl with messy hair| Spoken Word 

do not fret my child even when your hair shrinks Under the blue sky on a distant beach Gracefully pull out the loose braid  it can no longer make it out alone And when people ask when you did your hair, do not sigh. Smile  Cause yesterday is in the past  And if you can't … Continue reading The girl with messy hair| Spoken Word 

Not Feeling Social Enough |Spoken Word 

At age twelve with fresh braided bantu knots She sighed and stared at the red door,  This was it.  Tilting her head and raising her hand out to reach for the door bell,  In there, her Goliath awaited.  This time she believed by avoiding eye contact she could do it.  Walking past the now opened … Continue reading Not Feeling Social Enough |Spoken Word