I just want to get drunk and release these feelings. I want to fly up to the ceiling. I wanna get gone and leave home. I want to run away to the runway and take off and just get lost. I have too many flaws so I'm leaving the floor. In fact, I'm leaving all my … Continue reading Red Sea
Your love is like water You are a temple of God and between your temples is an ocean of wisdom so I swim very deeply in a shallow world. You grasped so much about me by having an open mind; in fact, you used a cast net to catch me out of the lake of … Continue reading Daniel
I will allow you to be like King Xerxes with his royal sceptre embracing Queen Esther; you can have my life in your hands. You can dive deep into my heart like you are doing key-hole surgery on me. You and you alone can enter into my secret chambers. I will never break or fail your heart … Continue reading Our Hearts
I was force fed the bitter fruit that grew from seeds that I did not sow.
I'll make money anyhow I like. I'll travel by foot to meet up with Mike. I'll compromise my values and standards. Including my morals because I'm wayward. Mike might think he's in control but I'm the neck that turns his head. It's my body he fantasises about and my touch he lusts for in … Continue reading Sugar (Smarties) Baby
I did not want to feel this pain again. But life is a bitch; it’s only good for barking and biting.It caused me grief when it dug its teeth deep into me reopening a wound. I don’t want to accept that I am back where I had started as if I had never departed the … Continue reading Life (Re) Cycles
It’s been a while since you left me alone and it’s been a while since I was in your home. I had nobody to talk to or turn to but I didn't want to because it wouldn't have been with you So I wasn't able to bloom for I was consumed by gloom. I … Continue reading Separated Magnets
Below is my revised poem: Mancubs are self-gratifying, self-pleasing and selfish men who are on the hunt for emotionally weary women to play with like a toy like a little boy on a Gameboy. They are really boys stuck, trapped and locked in a man’s body who only care about their bodies. They lure their victims … Continue reading Mancubs 2
The Coming Revival London’s burning! London’s burning! Can you hear the engines racing? Can you feel the temperature heating up as you approach the M1? I can see a dark, thick and great cloud of smog looming over the horizon. This is not an ordinary fire It’s bringing warmth to cold souls, It’s giving … Continue reading The Coming Revival
The wilderness A wonderland A barren land A barren womb Bones in a tomb
The peace of the Most High God and the pleasing peace of mind, These are powerful gifts that no man can buy nor can he find. Only God can give such priceless and timeless things; The joy that truly surpasses all understanding, The hope of progress in the midst of distress. “Shalom! Be still!” … Continue reading My Peace I Leave You My Peace I Give You
It's that time of year again! Wedding season is here and I have written a poem inspired by marriage. Bone of My Bone Flesh of My Flesh 'For this reason a man will leave his father and mother and be united to his wife, and the two will become one flesh' Jesus This moment is … Continue reading Bone of my Bone Flesh of my Flesh
To read part one click here Separated Magnets Caring was over baring now I'm left staring at the photographic images which replay in my memory. Now you've gone distant with your energy far beyond pass our synergy the chemistry of these two magnets has turned into madness, rebelling enemies. Repelling jealousy started the end for … Continue reading Separated Magnets 2
Love, I love you But if you come I will have to send you away to other people
Not enough One more is needed Useless Almost in time Medicine made just after you deceased
Refresh Wash Power is yours Dirty no more
You guys are so smart You guys have pure hearts You guys add something so special to the world Can't wait for you to grow up and change the world
You are not super saiyan You are not superman You are Lois Lane You are in another lane
Think Like a millionaire Don't throw your money in the air Use it to grow Use it to sow
He might have killed So he knows how to fight He can protect me at night I just hope he's healed
What could be more disgusting than a corpse eaten by a vulture? What could be more disgusting than bacteria's culture? The rape culture.
Saying you want equality but actually pushing the gay agenda did you not realise you are oppressing a gender? Teaching a gender to behave unnaturally by being womanly is not helping women it's just hurting our men.
DEception with iLUSION is DELUSION
Royal Eye-catching Decadent and devilish Valued Envied Luscious Vibrant Elite Tempting
I will die for you I will live for you I will love you For ever
THE FIRST TIME Lips touch then our tongues twist Our arms caress each other Valentine's day lasts past sunset Everlasting happiness is ours.
You should notice That I am broken and angry You should know this You said I should kill our baby You want me to tell you my answer, Is it a no? You should know. I don't know if you know this but the poem is actually a woman replying to her husband who has … Continue reading I Think we Should Abort our Marriage
You take me on a date expecting me to pay as if I'm your mate You harass me into giving up my body then you tell me to abort the baby I refuse to so you break my spirit by breaking up with me.
Laying down in a soft hand that comforts you,covers you, conciliates you,alleviates you Putting aside the pain Pushing out the hurt and anger Delving into love Diving into life Eating happiness Lusting for euphoria Drinking euphoria Going to a place of peace where you can't escape
Raider of my womb = Maker of my tomb
.... And all these other things will be added to you I delved deep into the occult and I was stubborn as a colt So by the time a wild stallion in need of a companion was paraded before me I was unable to tame him but I couldn't blame him for I was no … Continue reading Seek Ye First the Kingdom of God
"Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above and comes down from the Father of lights" James 1:17 For many years, a lonely cold front with a stone-cold heart moved around spreading colds and committing cold-blooded attacks. He enjoyed putting icicles like daggers deep in peoples' hearts, which caused their fiery love to … Continue reading Ignition
The year has gone really quick. It is National Poetry Day again. Below I have written a poem just for today. Enjoy! Lullaby When words leave your lips they travel into my ears and then enter into my soul. They are a duvet wrapping itself around my mind giving me peace to sleep.
They unecessarily stop and search a black person. Heartache. They unessecarily restrain a black person. Heartache. They fail to help a black person who is the victim of a crime. Heartache. They say a black person has committed a crime when they have not. Heartache. They attack a black person. Heartache. They kill a black person. … Continue reading The Police
Britain foolishly abandoned the EU Then it lost many benefits Now it is hindered and its immigrants too
Only when the full moon makes its unusual appearance in the sky do the wicked beasts come out.
The monsters were plotting and planning their enemies destruction Imagining wicked and shocking things Engaging in witchcraft Dancing with the devil Suddenly God put all their wickedness in their houses In a second they were all wiped out
A restored relationship God and sinner reconciled A painful death was the cost People can now be redeemed Everlasting life is ours. Seven syllables are used in each sentence which is special because the poem is about God and 7 can refer to God read an extract from https://www.gotquestions.org/number-7-seven.html to find out why: The … Continue reading Agape is the Eternal Love of Jesus
My mum is lovely, Unwavering in her faith My teacher and friend
I'm springing forward into my destiny I'm being propelled into greatness
Upon hearing from God I share the liquid love And imminent peace.
Give me your life, the blood flowing through your arteries. Complete the transfusion 'til you lose your final drop. Cells line up waiting to revive me, so do not stop. Each blood drop forms the flow of the current like a mighty rushing river or electrical energy bringing me back to life. Your haemorrhage, your … Continue reading Crimson Estuaries
Man made up of chemicals Created for good Exists to love his Father Sadly, a false tale is heard Man steals God's apple Snake wounds with his mouth and tail So God descends from above Graceful like a dove He frees and heals them with love God renews Man's life Man is … Continue reading Naughty by Nature Obedient by Grace
I capture ears I hook droopy and dull eyes And stimulate brains
The Nativity A shining star glows on this silent night Shedding light on a saviour child, The promised child who is here for the Wise Men, the Shepherds and Mary to see. Unfolding before the observers eyes is the prophecy in Genesis three Of the Virgins child crushing the ancient serpents head But for now … Continue reading Merry Christmas !!!
Don't wake me up cause I'm in love with all that he is. Don't wake me up cause I'm in love with all that makes him him. Don't wake me up cause no-one has made me happier than this. He is my oasis. He is the only shining star in the darkest of nights. He … Continue reading Love is but a Dream
Clear skies reprise before my eyes. A pleasant sensation stimulates my skin It is the warmth from the sunrise, Which sheds light on the daffodils in my garden.
Merriment abounded on the sphere of cheese when the mice came out at night. They were as free as birds, no longer prey to be mocked and be judged as laughing stocks. Judgement Day had passed so they celebrated at the Lamb's supper. Each one was as high as the sky.
Animals migrate, The rivers and seas collide But sand dunes stay still. The sun gives out light Stars illuminate the sky But comets destroy.
Clear skies reprise before my eyes A pleasant sensation stimulates my skin It is the warmth from the sunrise, Which sheds light on the daffodils on my garden I am so eager to go out that I rip the door from its jamb, I take in all the gorgeous sights making me want to … Continue reading Spring 2
Blinding bright white light, Holy consuming fire, Lightning late at night.
Winter is a maniac; it is a demoniac. The plants that once bloomed get consumed by Winter’s cold heart; The creatures of the land run away and hide away while the birds fly away And as for the people, they simply become feeble. Winter freezes up the well of liquid love from the Father … Continue reading A Poem for Winter
I am reposting a poem I posted earlier this year so my readers don't have to scroll all the way down to see it. I hope you like it. I climb up the wall, ladder and the hierarchy I grow, blossom and release heavenly aromas But no one picks me or even notices me I … Continue reading The Rose that Grew Out of Concrete
I wrote the following haiku when I was eleven for a piece of classwork and I really liked it. The forest leaves sway, The rivers and seas collide But sand dunes stay still.
Below is an updated version of a poem I wrote last year He was a vision in white shining brightly that summer night with an ‘s’ on his vest and crowned in a halo, a golden glow. I was hypnotised by his big brown eyes and I was so captivated by his overall beauty that I … Continue reading The Story of Us
The following is my poem that I wrote for the PLAX jewlerry competition but I forgot the deadline date and did not enter it before the deadline closed 😦 My best friend adorns my life as a pearl adorns an ear She beautifies for she herself is beautiful; she is God’s masterpiece, a peace of … Continue reading Just Like A Pearl
It is the month where people in the UK honour black people and the contribution blacks have made to the UK. In honour of Black History Month, I have written a poem about slavery. I could have written a poem about the contribution blacks have brought but I felt it was important to remember a … Continue reading Black History Month
I'll Let My Light Shine Before Men When I look up high to the sky I see an array of lights that I delight in The lights excite me and ignite me They create sparks within me;sparks of creativity that connect and form a flame It becomes impossible to let this light be hidden within … Continue reading My Poem for National Poetry Day
The following poem was written when I was in a dark place: I climb up the wall, ladder and the hierarchy I grow, blossom and release heavenly aromas But no one picks me or even notices me I don’t want to be a cornerstone the church builders neglected I don’t want to be a rock … Continue reading As a Root Out of a Dry Ground
Loverworks...Love works. Take note. You kiss me and I delve into your spirit. Our hearts mingle and intertwine The butterflies in my stomach burst into fireflies You rub the small of my back and stroke my hair We engage in fore play before we play the game of love The temperature in the room soars … Continue reading Fireworks
I bake food for thought Raising your spirit like dough And filling my soul
I was filling out a form to apply to be on a poetry database and one of the questions in it was as follows," How do you define poetry?" It caused me to ponder and peruse my mind to sum up a diverse art form. I wrote a simple answer but some weeks later the question … Continue reading What is Poetry?
Spread your wings and fly so high into the sky Let the breeze put you at ease and just go with the wind You are not restrained and you are untamed Go anywhere at any time by any means necessary Go on a journey of a lifetime while you are in your prime … Continue reading As Free As a Bird
On Wednesday 19th August, I was part of a flashmob in Carnaby Street near Oxford Street. I was with about 17 other participants.It was a spoken word flashmob. The group met up in RADA studios and it was our first time meeting each other. We were recorded. We were allocated lines to speak by the spoken … Continue reading Flashmob!!!
Last week Wednesday, I went to an open mic event in Dalston Kingsland. It was a spoken word/poetry event. When I arrived I ended up walking past the venue cause it was so small and there was no sign; someone standing outside the building had to let me know where it was.I walked in and … Continue reading Spoken Word London
Today I performed at an open mic poetry event in Holborn called Poetry at 3. There were 20 readers and they were mainly old people. It was quite fun but there were so many readers I was thankful I was one of the first few readers selected by the host to read. I went home … Continue reading Poetry @ 3 2
Every Monday between four and six pm, Power Xtra Radio host a show called "The Poets and Poetry Show". It features poets and spoken word artists' songs as well as live interviews and performances. If you are a poet or spoken word artist and you would like your work or yourself to be featured on … Continue reading The Poets and Poetry Show
Love is king for God is the King of Kings and he is love
All alone and far from home, she was polluted in her own blood Her pain was so deep that her cries made no sound For they were buried in the pit of despair As she strugled and squirmed whilst gasping for air For she had been cocooned in so many lies rumours and tales From the … Continue reading The Monarch
Yesterday, July 7th, I went to a poetry event in Shoreditch called the Floacist.Natalie Stewart's from Floetry event. It was fun;there was loud old school rnb music and lots of excited people.There were two halves called vortex where over ten poets performed poetry n each. I was first. I was nervous but I read clearly … Continue reading Coincidence!!!
In response to The Daily Post's writing prompt: "Revisionist History." When I was at college I chose the wrong subjects.I chose Law and Psychology. These were bad because the former was a soft subject so respected by many universities and Psychology was boring and had weird doctrines I did not agree with. If I could … Continue reading If I Could Turn Back the Hands of Time
In response to The Daily Post's writing prompt: "Don’t You Forget About Me." Last year I attended a spoken word/poetry show of Debris Stevenson's. It was amazing! She performed several spoken word pieces and there were other great performers. Her words and movements ensured that the audience would not forget about her. After the show, I wrote … Continue reading Don’t You Forget About Me
Due to all the recent acts of violence around the world such as the Charleston shooting and the Tunisia beach attack I have decided to write a poem/prayer called peace Father send your dove from up above Send peace and give us a release from the tumould and turmoil The acts of violence is making … Continue reading Peace
Hot Chick I am bored at home baking alone in the sun I'm not having fun Today I have no work, so I am all by myself at home with nothing to do on a hot summers day.
Chills that stick to your skin Icicles like daggers deep in your heart A stone cold attack from a cold blooded enemy Causing fiery love to wax cold producing a heart that hell has frozen over
The Oxford Brooke Poetry Centre is hosting an international poetry competition to celebrate the diversity in English written poetry worldwide.There are two categories: an English as a Second Language category for thsoe who speak English as a learnt language and an open categry for those who speak English as a first language. The competition is … Continue reading Oxford Brookes International Poetry Competition
On 24th June, Spoken Word London will be hosting an open mic for poets and spoken word artists in Dalston, London. It starts at 7:30 pm in the Vogue Fabrics building. I will be attending and I will write about my experience.
Today, June 21st is Fathers' Day. I have written a poem about fathers. Fatherly Amazing providers Teachers Heroic Excellent guides Reasonable boundary setters
Today, June 20th is World Refugee Day. The day has been set by the UN for richer nations to remember and help refugees, so I have written a poem about being a refugee. Home Stranded and alone Just fled chaos, war and death Where can I call home?
Slam poetry is spoken word for spoken word competitions. For really good slam poetry check out this website/youtube channel from Write About Now Poetry. https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC9-aoNU-4g-vHNiWDtbDxaw
Joseph Solomon is a web personality who sings and writes petry. Check out his youtube channel, 'Chase God tv' the link is below. https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLbkcbIPlMLTNw7RqPgk6STK-LUYRKT0vH
On Thursday 18th June 'The Big One' will be hosting a poetry/spoken word event called Stand Up & Spit. They are celerating rantng poetry with a line up of John Cooper Clarke, John Hegley, Linton Kwesi Johnson & Phill Jupitus. There will be comedy, politics, rhythm and rhyme and word play. For moe information click the link below: http://www.speaking-volumes.org.uk/events/stand_up_and_spit/ The poetry … Continue reading Stand Up and Spit
The Lunar Poetry Bookshop are looking to open the UK's third poetry bookshop. They are currently raising funds to open up and to cover their initial rent, wages, furnishing costs and stock . Their aim is to make poetry more visible and accessible rather than an elite art form by having a shop where new and old … Continue reading Fundraising
One of my favourite poets,'George the Poet' is on tour. He is a Ugandan born in England and grew up in North West London. He began his career aged 15 as a grime artist but branched into poetry when he realised it would help him communicate his social and political messages more clearly. His tour … Continue reading George the Poet’s Tour
During my period of virtual inactivity I decided to become a blogger and freelance writer but I struggled to get noticed and success came slowly, so I was inspired to write a poem about my predicament. As a Root Out of a Dry Ground I climb up the wall, ladder and the hierarchy I grow, … Continue reading Living in the Desert Part 2
Up until recently,my life was quite unproductive. I could not get a job except one job that was too far for me to travel to and I lost a lot of friends as well as virtually stopping my church attendance. My life was suddenly stagnant as unforeseen circumstances resulted in me not being able to … Continue reading Living in the Desert
I took the picture while I was on a plane coming back from Ghana and I wrote the poem whilst I was in Ghana. A Powerful Sun Hot blazing fireball Burning up the azure sheet. Energy so great, it pulls the watery sphere. It illuminates the dark kingdom of the sea, It dominates the creatures … Continue reading A Powerful Sun
This blog is about poetry that is poems and the poetry/spoken word industry. Expect regular updates on the poetry scene in London and around the world and posts of my own poetry as well as other poets and spoken word artists.