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Firenze
Read more: FirenzeListen to the Spoken Word version of this poem *** “If you were a Money Heist character, what would be your city name? Have you ever thought of that?”Of course, I have! That’s the first thing I had thought of.Even before falling slightly in love with Sergio,Before being absolutely mesmerized by Fonollosa,Before countlessly cursing Silene…
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Tua – An Ode to Myself
Read more: Tua – An Ode to MyselfThose little feet, big hair, Mamma’s princess, Daddy’s only heir. “She’ll become a prodigy” Sharp eyes, tiny ears; see, she picked the pen, Prophecy it seems, Little head burdened with their big dreams. * The little princess fell sick, She wouldn’t move, she couldn’t speak. Sleepless nights spent by Mum, Deranged, frightened and the lovers…
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I’m not comfortable with anyone who’s not comfortable with my story
Read more: I’m not comfortable with anyone who’s not comfortable with my storyListen to the Spoken Word version of this poem *** I’m not comfortable with anyone who’s not comfortable with my story.Our stories make us who we are.I was young, I was foolish, I was selfish, I was adamant, I was naïve, I was in love.I was confused, I was terrified, I was threatened, I have…
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The New World
Read more: The New WorldListen to the Spoken Word version of this Poem *** The New World is uncertain.I hope it will be kind.We know that it will be different,After all that we’ve been through,After everything that’s on our mind.The New World must be loving,We need more of that,The new world must accept peopleFor who they truly are.I hope…
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You’re Not Alone
Read more: You’re Not AloneListen to the Spoken Word version of this poem *** To those who are alone during this lockdown,I’m one of you.So, I know how it feels like waking up just to go back to sleep,I know how it feels to check Twitter obsessively,I know what it feels like to miss someone, anyone; him around me.We’ve…
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Stories
Read more: StoriesListen to the Spoken Word version of this poem *** I wanna live where the stories are!I don’t wanna live in a world without stories!I want to make people feel,I want to make people dream,I want them to smile, to chuckle,I want them to feel overwhelmed,Just as I feel after watching “The Lion King” *…
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Dear John – An Open Letter to My Ex
Read more: Dear John – An Open Letter to My ExListen to the Spoken Word version of this *** Hello John! How’re you? How’s everything? I know these are trying times; I hope everyone is okay. It’s not that I haven’t written a number of paragraphs & letters to you already, this one’s special. You see, I didn’t understand a lot of things when I…
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Why Me?
Read more: Why Me?Listen to the Spoken Word version of this poem *** Why me?A question I ask myself often these days.I ponder, I wonder, I sit idle.I shed tears every now and then,Even though I know, all my tears are in vain.Why me?I’ve never done wrong to anyone,I’ve never wished anyone bad.Yes, I’ve had my moments where…
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“My Father” – A Father’s Day Special
Read more: “My Father” – A Father’s Day SpecialMy father wanted me to be a doctor.A scientist, a lawyer, a professor!My father wanted me to be anything but who I am today.“Writers are not rich” – he said,“Writer? A world can go on without a writer,This world could do without writers”My father told me that my stories are not important.My father told me…
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Within These Four Walls
Read more: Within These Four WallsListen to the Spoken Word version of this poem *** 350 sq ft, it’s a studio!It’s cozy and the university is right next door and it’s so convenient, I love it.I will furnish it, I will make this my home!— That’s what I said when I moved in 4 years ago.Had I known I’d have…
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