Poems from NessaDee
Hey guys! Just a creative spoken word artist trying to get her degree and writing pieces along the way. Promise that rhyme wasn't intended (or was it?)
Honour;
The act of knowing
And doing
What is morally right.
That isn't hard,
Right?
I mean,
It's clearly right
To rob your child
Of all...
For the first time.
Sad love songs
Didn't make sense anymore.
The melody would twist into my ears,
But my brain did not remember
The...
I can't see.
I
Can't
See.
My eyes,
Can't see anything.
God,
Why have you made me so blind?
Why can't I see
The beauty of this world?
Why...
Turn on your TV,
What do you see?
A child,
Trapped.
Not by the bars of school,
But by the bars of poverty.
Never to learn how to hold a pen...
Okay
Take a deep breath.
You can do this.
Three.
Two.
One.
Search for the shade.
Browsing,
Exploring,
Looking.
Getting to my shade.
Almost...