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Give It A Name

Words tumbling around in my head

An underlying persistent sense of dread

A poem is a poem full of expression

Feelings unsaid lead to depression

If I can’t feel poetry I don’t feel life’s force

Ending silence naturally opens up doors

Survival has a way of making me speak

I’ll stand and shout from the highest peak

Change is inevitable just like the seasons

The unknown exists for many reasons

I am the child who was once afraid of death

Maintaining composure with a single breath

Deep inside my horror show of screams

It was dark for what seemed like forever

I was oh so young and not so clever

Now new life has fallen into my hands

My heart has yearned for distant lands

I am awoken to the voice of my own legacy

To pass on what I know with diplomacy

I am a leader in my own right

Unless provoked I need not fight

The world needs human kindness

It’s the only way to fix this madness

Left behind by the atrocities of the past

What the terrors of slavery have left to last

Look at what is happening to our youth

Locked up for simply telling their truth

There isn’t anyone to listen

In a psychotic break or a stay in prison

Judged and labelled with pathology

They need empathy and psychology


Rehabilitation doesn’t happen overnight

Psychosis can give anyone a fright

A kind word helped me to recover

I gave it a name to heal another


My Jiggly Bits

My figure has changed with age
Getting dressed used to be a cinch
Now I face a different silhouette
Looking at me in the mirror
As I look back in terror
I see I have become a lady
Cover my jiggly bits please

Mini skirts used to be fun
Lately I tried on a few
To see if I could get away with it
Not quite the same as before
Quite often less is more
Best kept private so
Cover my jiggly bits please

Leggings used to be essential
Now I want mature grace
I will make my own clothes
To flatter my body shape
Fabric formed drape
Has the voice to say
Cover my jiggly bits please

Beyond The Surface

What do you see when you look at me
A beautiful face to please your eyes
Is it my hips that swing when I walk
Do you want to run your fingers up my thighs
I make every effort to maintain natural beauty
To enhance my sex appeal
Watch my lips as I talk

If your interest is superficial
I can’t have any part of it
I’m looking something deep, mental, and spiritual
A bond to stand the test of time
If I was your woman would you be there
To hold me when times get rough
If it’s just my body you want
I’m sorry it’s not enough

There’s much more to this girl
Than your physical eyes can see
I’ve been roaming the deserted plains of restlessness
Searching for the man of my dreams
Sexual escapades of the fling kind
No longer satisfy
My spirit seeks an angel to
Bring tidings of joy and tranquillity
To ease this onset of insanity

Look into the windows of my soul
And accept me as a whole
Can’t separate love, lust, passion, creativity
They’re married together
Splitting them up in an attempt to satiate others
Makes no sense as they’re all part of myself
The wisdom of years has taught me

Even though I yearn to feel
You deep inside, smell your skin next to mine
Get low down dirty and sexual
Appetite of mine I have to control until the right time
I think about you constantly your driving me crazy
Oh the things we do inside my fantasy
Would make my mother shake, shudder and scream
Baby I want you in more ways than one

You stimulate my intellect
My temperature rises within close proximity
I wanna pounce like a panther does her prey
Calling forth the power of ecstasy and energy
What will be will be wait and see
Sense must prevail but desire is killing me
Am I losing my mind

I’m distracted I want you
Watch my body speak to you
It’s for real boo it is true
I’m clearly in love with you


Trying to make amends
But memories persist
To take me to ends
Where only dreams exist

Music is my life
I can’t live without it
Minds collide in strife
I’ve gone too far too quit

Where’s the whisper
Of expression, that lifts
A moment to inspire
While surviving hell’s licks

The grievance was innocence
That resides within every child
Through constant negligence
This kid’s gone wild

The spirit of the strong
Doesn’t break so easy
The passage seems long
I’m terribly queasy

I know I got to get deeper
Inside myself to find peace
I need a doctor
Not of the physical kind

Spiritual healing in mind
Clarity essential, comfort paramount
Focus impossible – can’t unwind
Concentrate – don’t lose count

Many decisions to make
So afraid of the outcome
How much can I take
Of not being true to number one

Darkness threatens elements
Hidden in long forgotten tombs
Run far from these torments
Away from all the doom

Come now little one
What you running from
In you it’s gone numb
Realise what you’ve become

There is nowhere to run
To escape the anguish
In your head – ho hum
No crime to wish

I’ll stay on the manor
To maintain innocence
My babies need me near
It so requires patience

I’ll not let them go through
The nightmare that constantly flashes
Reminding me daily to be true
To myself and keep flicking my lashes

Without an outlet to offer relief
An attempt is closer
Than fighting all the time with
Rage, pain and that nasty anger

Like I said: music is my life
I can’t live without it
If I’m not singing I’ll always be
Shouting – take it away then
You take away my innocence