Words

Summer in the City (23/04/2017)

Summer in the City (2017) “I love Summer in the city”, the old man on the corner shouted. I would walk passed him on my daily route to work and everyday at 7.45 am he’d shout the same thing. I was always amused by the man, judging by his ever growing beard and untamed hair […]

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Journal, Words

Fire with Fire. (A letter to America)

I woke up this morning and the first thing I saw was a video on the police victims of the Dallas shooting on Facebook. In turn I had to write something, because it really got to me and I couldn’t get back to sleep without saying something: “Fighting fire with fire will only set the world […]

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Journal, Words

Frank Ocean’s Statement on the Orlando Shooting

“I read in the paper that my brothers are being thrown from rooftops blindfolded with their hands tied behind their backs for violating sharia law. I heard the crowds stone these fallen men if they move after they hit the ground. I heard it’s in the name of God. I heard my pastor speak for […]

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Short Stories, Words

Where am I (19/02/2016)

Where am I (2016) Lyon was tired, he was tired of repetition. Travelling to work one day he was not focussing on where he was walking. Engrossed in his phone, Lyon ended up taking the wrong turn. When Lyon eventually looked up he realised he was not in a place he had been before. He […]

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Short Stories, Words

Warm Emotions (07/01/2016) (Writing)

Warm Emotions (2016) It is in the Mediterranean warmth that emotions are heavily inflamed. It was my first time in Spain and it was everything I could have imagined. The women were beautiful and the lighting constantly like the perfect filter. I strolled the streets and guided by an orange ambience of the street lights, […]

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Poetry, Words

Dreams and Reality (13/10/2015)

Dreams and Reality (2015) The battle rages, your last soldier falls Nothing stands between us and me penetrating your walls, but, I stopped at the sight of her… Suspended in the nautical twilight, like a Waning moon For she was the sun, and I was a flower, freshly bloomed. The air was heavy, the night […]

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Poetry, Words

A poem for you (06/09/2015)

A poem for you (2015) Your tired, please relax. your tired, face the facts. I want you to be happy, I’d do anything to see you free Free of the chains we’ve placed on you, I know your skies have been grey, but please, I’ll paint them blue. I would have love for you to […]

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Poetry, Words

23 (06/08/2015)

23 (2015) Jumpman, Jumpman, jumpman. nah this ain’t a poem about Michael Jordan, sports, raps, the game, how much I got, or about how I wish I wrote something smoother for the ladies. This is simply a poem titled 23, the amount of years I’ve been alive. I was young, I broke my arm. How […]

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Poetry, Words

The Blues (17/07/2015)

The Blues (2015) Google would tell you the #blues is a twelve-bar sequence, melancholic music of black American folk origin … Cornelius Eady would say the blues is a woman … Miles Davis even managed to somehow see the Blue in Green Some would even see the blues in deciding what socks to wear. But […]

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Poetry, Words

Heads or Tails (05/06/2015)

Heads or Tails (2015) heads, I tend to overthink things, I tend to under think things, I tend to think about things tales, i try to avoid things, i try to act like i’m 23, i try to act like it’s never going to land on heads Heads There’s a war going on outside, inside, […]

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Poetry, Words

Ambiance (03/03/2015)

Ambiance (2015) What is your perfect lighting, The kind you can hide in ? Are you the type, To the have the light so bright Not even a thief could creep in the night What if light had a scale between one and five Shiieettt, imagine if humans didn’t need light to survive. Would you […]

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30 Day Challenge, Poetry, Words

Day Eight: Paths (08/02/15)

Paths (2015) Woke up, went to work, came home, listened to music, scrolled some, messaged friends, went to sleep. Woke up, went to work, came home, listened to music, scrolled some, messaged friends, went to sleep. Messaged friends, scrolled some, listen to music, came home, went work, woke up … scrolled some, listen to music, […]

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30 Day Challenge, Words

Day Two: Fresh Air (02/02/2015)

Fresh Air (2015) It’s dark, but I don’t mind. My only issue is the lack of air in here and why I seem to be the only one struggling to breathe. I’d kill for some fresh air, it’s 2015, all I want is some fresh air. I’ll rewind the story back a couple of years. […]

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30 Day Challenge, Words

Day one: Midnight (01/02/2015)

Midnight (2015) I chose to like midnight at a young age. I turned 12 and just arrived home from Uganda, the place of my birth and It was a real eye opener. But to answer your question as to why I like midnight it’s because I feel most balanced by the shades of night. In […]

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