Poem: Lies

Words and actions – unmatched. The truth is shrouded in mystery. So far back in history, That I begin to doubt myself. The effort applied to closing my ears and eyes, While you reveal a lie, concealing what should, Be known. Why spend more time, more energy, Entangling yourself in a web of secrecy? ForContinue reading “Poem: Lies”

Art Art Art

Sentences which would spring to mind if I were to gaze upon the beauty of these masterpieces at the museum: ‘The Look’ – when someone steals your last crisp. Royal Collection Trust The ‘home late from work infront of the TV seriously questioning what I’m doing with my life’ kind of look. When Mother opensContinue reading “Art Art Art”

Poem – ‘Try’

Swallowing pride, Suppressing suggestions of surrendering, To the doubts damning me from within.   An attempt to achieve, Guised more as an attack on my ego, Failure must be coupled with Cheshire cat’s grin.    To try, An action well-known to the brave. Yet not even an acquaintance of I nor him.    Trying toContinue reading “Poem – ‘Try’”

Poem – ‘A’ Is For Attraction

Enveloped in an aura of eternal amor. Any armour I adorned, Has been undone, it has been torn.    Most magnetic is the mystery. My mind is mute from misery, As my heart mends from the lover before.   ‘A’ is for attraction, The feeling of acceptance, Of an emotion more alien and more raw.Continue reading “Poem – ‘A’ Is For Attraction”

Poem: Stress

Stress. The subtle strangler. It manifests itself in many ways. A fabrication of the mind. Sending cortisol coursing through our veins. Life – so full of precious pressures. So petty, so small, minute. ‘A busy life is a happy one.’ A lie disguised as truth.

Poem: Rejection

Stinging like the barb of a hornet, Heckles on my neck, shocked, stand upright. I’m in disbelief.   Stormy skies swirl above me, My mind, clouded with an overcast of doubt. Why didn’t they just pick me?   I thought I was good enough, But what good is water if absent in a drought?  Continue reading “Poem: Rejection”

When Will This Nightmare End?!

I feel like the whole world and its dog has chewed me up, sh*t me out and then sh*t on me that little bit more this last month. Yes, I  don’t just want you to cue the violins, I want you to cue the whole damn orchestra.   I think we all have times inContinue reading “When Will This Nightmare End?!”

Poem – I Will Remember

Entangled in a web of grief, Spiralling out of control. Swig a bottle of cyanide, should I? To let the pain mellow?   I couldn’t bear to bring myself, To meet such ill a fate. Instead I took a sip once more, Of lemon and ginger ale.   I sip and reminisce,  Of how lifeContinue reading “Poem – I Will Remember”

City life

Like mice, Trapped in the rat race. A maze made for manipulation. Man against man, race against race.    A breath. Of fresh air at dawn. As futile as asking the sun to, Rise at dusk and set in the morn.   Private, A word less chosen. Only by those of land un-citied. Cities keepContinue reading “City life”

Poetry: Success

The sweet scent of success, If only it lingered just that little bit longer. If only it tasted just that little bit stronger.   Is success a waiting game, Or a game of chase? Should I give it my all, Or should I accept my fate?   Success. The word on the tips of allContinue reading “Poetry: Success”

Have You Ever Been Afraid To Give Something Like This A Try?

Having embarked on my audio journey last winter in the form of a 10 week course with Reprezent radio, a youth-led community radio station here in London, as a result, I developed a bit of a love affair with making radio shows. Whether it was good audio content is questionable but nevertheless I enjoyed makingContinue reading “Have You Ever Been Afraid To Give Something Like This A Try?”

B*tch Stole My Work

“It’s fine though, I changed the font so it’s mine now”.    What would be worse, pitching article ideas  to a magazine company only to have them reject you and for you later to find out that they’ve posted pieces online which obviously spawned from your very original idea?  Or having the magazine agree toContinue reading “B*tch Stole My Work”