I’m still young,
yet I keep searching for my childhood.
Funny, isn’t it?
I sit with Papa,
and listen to Grandpa’s stories—
their world felt freer than mine.
Why was I born
in this new generation?
We are Gen Z,
lost in screens,
in fake love,
in quiet rooms.
I want to run outside,
to feel the sun, the dust—
but I’m stuck
inside four walls.
Still, somewhere inside,
I want to run barefoot...
But I don’t know what I’m missing—
but it hurts like it was mine once.
FREED TO FLY
Fairies freed to fly
From words in a story book
Only they know why
A reading was what it took
Yet the girl just had to look
Did you cry for me
when none but the crows
was both black and free
in them cotton rows?
When you saw me hung
did you cry for me
as my body swung
from the lynchin tree?
Such prosperity
must taste mighty sweet
Did you cry for me
when I didn't eat?
Heard you gone some years,
died in poverty
and I cried no tears...
did you cry for me?
Need
I used to live in a world of need
A dreadful scary place indeed
Needing something God won't give
Yet needing a wicked miracle to live
No food was ever needed more
Water could never tempt me sore
Not love, nor family entice
Not greed or power even might
No promises of healing be believed
Nothing else could fill this need.
The world faded to shades of gray
No thought of the time ticking away
No care for others, so then i knew
I was changed completely as this need grew
In its cocoon kindness turned
Gone or decayed all goodness learned
Truth made into a tangle of lies
Beauty metamorphosised
Oozing out of the shell I'd made
Ugliness and now nearer the grave
Why only judgment? Why does no one care?
“Well…did you ask?” No! I didn't dare!
There will be demands, I'd be force-fed.
“Who would offer a stone to a child asking for bread?”
Expectations, Things I know I can't do.
“You can do all things through Christ, who loves you.”
What if I fail, And everyone knows my sin?
“Take no thought for tomorrow,I've already been.”
Okay, I said, what do I need do?
“Just reach out for me, as I'm reaching for you.”
. . . What Flower Am I
Gonna Give To You All ?
Uncaptured High ! . . .
THOUGHTS
an insidious truth
this magnetic
attraction
an
accessible charm
engaging
expressions
of an inner
construct
agonising
so interesting
explicitly
embraced
yet a
paradox
capable
of curating
exaggerated
images
a
divinity.
of transformation
of innate qualities,
in an artifice
of authentic
choices
contoured
& involved
so effortless
frequently
appearing
artificial
CELEBRATIONS
enchained
pensive
awaiting
an
unstoppable
force
a proliferation
to allure
creating
an
image
often
tempestuous
in nature
derives
from the
ineffable
particular
& self-making.
articulating
raw charisma
in a pleasing
conceptin
&
the embodiment
of
elegance
& conceit
of personality
discovered
integral
to the legend
elitist
available
only to a
chosen few.
HAPPENINGS
a time
of turbulencee
great moments
sparkle
reflect
&display
highlighted
in the
idealised images
of depicted
realities
underpinning
a layer
of history
in
the
spectacular
&apocalyptic
emerging
as the
thrilling
allowed art
to explore
in more spontaneous
ways
to capture
the volatility
of a
fleeting moment
by
inspiring
& responding
to the
immediate
sensation
COLLECTIONS
elegant effervescent
stylishly
arranged
savoured
in complexity
encounters
with the past
tenderness
interacting
with
enthusiasm
throughout
to
become
a touchstone
of
human cost
of the
realities
of sheer desperation
yet
the magnetism
lives on
in
warm memories
for
who has a winning hand?
REVELATIONS
uncomplicted
staightforward
revealed
&extractedx
a discerned
illusion
dismantled
feelings
permeate
& proliferate
ina
disorientated
rhythm
so
refreshing
&sensitive
distinct
&offbeat
disrupting
status
changing rigour
the
direction
resting
heavy
&listening
VITALITY
encapsulates
celebrates
innovation
hurtling
pell-mell
straight towards
an encounter
with
the viewer
veering
en route
in
movement
one to another
between
wrong turns
a restlessness
some haste
is
detected
& is
understandable
part
of this
zest
underwhelming
feels peculiarly
unfamiliar
in
an encounter
so brief
an
excursion
disjointedly
underplayed
INSOUCIANCE
interstellar
interest
&applause
serene
surreal
prolific
&genteel
from
dark
&ominous
deep
shadows
influenced
by disaster
a recurring theme
of
tsunami
a catastrophe
enlisting
a monumental series
of tradition
decimated
narratives
from inception
a
focus
on release
a fusion
working together
opportunity to
conceive
to present
a different order
to
be different
to pauses
&
think afresh
FEROCITY
bastion
slowly
being opened
secret
for years
elegance
ushered in
towering
over
a ferocious
scene
silencing
the
excitable
with
a watchful gaze
beneath
in front
&angular
so distinguished
looking
faces
with
closed
ears
glimpsed
in aversion
displayed
readily
& not accessible
but
completely
free
to
drawing
compelling
attention
to the
outraged
IMPRESSIONS
prospects of
ennui
of the imaginative
sharp &engrossing
expectations
sidelined
for a different flavour
in a reclining
introspective a
shimmering
bold fluent
flickering
left visible
savoured
in complexity
encounters
with the past
tenderness
interacting
with
enthusiasm
throughout
SOLUTIONS
engaging
ornamented
&
picturesque
enrichment
of the pictorial
so precise
on a grand
scale
figures
of grandeur
beside
ingenuity
so
extraordinaire
emotional
unclouded
unhampered
with
the
poetic
disclosed
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