Monthly Archives: September 2018
The change from boy to man (my journey)
I remember my dad calling me a hobbledehoy
neither man or boy
teen ageing is hard
I became a wild card
bottling up my emotions and becoming unstable
I remember the good days and bad
But at sixteen
in my wild dreams
I broke down in sobs and screams
at eighteen
I was diagnosed schizophrenic
but I realise that madness is a pandemic
and most of us will flounder
in its sea of tears
The ripple effect
Even if you one kind thing to one person today
It will brighten their day
we go out searching for massive change
Don’t forget that kind act, rearrange your mind do that one kind action
don’t lose your heart
you mean the world to that one person
or two
may people be inspired by the poetry of what you do
the act of kindness inspired by you.
I will find your heart
Beauty
Beauty is a lie
It’s what I hide within me
that makes my soul mine