Heartbreak on Steroids is a poetic tale of love, heartbreak, and recovery.
Category: SPOKEN WORDS/ POETRY
Hell’s Heaven
Hell’s Heaven Listen here: I find youscrambling for goldthrough nooks and cranniesopen spaces and holesbut you fail to seethat this is all smokean endless chasingof invisible visibilities I see youcaressing the darknesslost in its gripyou embrace its bittertendernessas it drains youof your happinessan endless journeyof insecure securities I tell you
Happiness is free
Happiness is free Listen here: Watch here: You stay up late, sobbing and sulkingtrapped in the web of the internetYou feel left out ’cause your mates have made itwhile you’re sitting there feeling depressedAs days go by, you find that your envyis evolving into something elseYou can’t explain but it’s
Two Different Worlds
Two Different Worlds Once a month, her breasts get tenderas bumps erupt on her facein conjunction, her belly gets fullerand cramps disrupt her daysShe confides in junks and lies in bedtill the pain fades away A man’s tale she cannot tell for it’s a different world from
Slavery ( The Big Dream)
Slavery (The Big Dream) SlaveryIt holds a grip like Milton AveryIt’s bravery to face facts, look them in eyewithout knavery — now let’s spill the tricks:To attain certain levels of certain heightsYou must sell your soul, lose all that makes you wholeSoil your hands, I tell you, there’s no using
Too Ugly to Lose
Too Ugly to Lose Download Here: Watch here: They called him fat, sloppy, and dull —an ugly duckling.The fold around his back, they frequently called sausage rollsUgly toad, one of many terrible names,many bad comments have gone untold.If he chooses to sleep and refuses to awakePerhaps, they will stop calling him
A Penny For Your Thoughts
A Penny For Your Thoughts Listen and Download here: Watch here: A penny for your thoughts, for your thoughtsLet me give a penny for your thoughts, for your thoughtsA penny for your thoughts, for your thoughtsFor your thoughts They said we’d live life, we’d live freeIf we opt to change,
Nursing Wounds
What do you tell a grieving man?Someone who has lost their loved oneto sickness, a crashto someone else, to war How do you console a grieving soul?One who has lost their allto theft, to flamesto drought, to rain How about those who have lost their prideto blackmail or rapeto lies,