Experiences

Picture Perfect Escape

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What I’d give to be that boy again
I’d scrape my knees just to taste that joy again
To relive the amazement and wonder
But all that warmth is frozen in time
Overrun by years that reek of routine
Familiarity in these walls desperately suffocating possibility
This photograph is but a momentary escape
A time capsule of tasteful memories
That are soon eclipsed when I look in the mirror
The coldness still trapped in eyes that are
Forever blood stained by
The many pains they’ve witnessed

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A Ngwee for Your Thoughts

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If I had a Ngwee for every time

You shared your thoughts

I’d have a rich vocabulary

And an even richer soul

The countless balletic conversations we’ve had

Where the world pirouettes on your tongue

And dances between your lips

Your tongue, red-lacquered as though

Freshly made Louboutins walked on it,

Breaks the ice and carves memories out of it

Your words are unlayered, profound

You spin words and they take shape

In the form of reality

With the universe home on your lips

You speak life into my life

So the next time when we talk

Remember that your words enrich my soul

Kamikaze Heart

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If I continue masking my heart with gum and tape
Its only a matter of time before this dam of emotion
Breaks free and drowns me in my own sorrow 
So believe me when I say I only drink for the thrill
But if the only possible way of loving you 
Involves hurting myself in the process
I’m cool with it, anything for you right
You know I’m not as broken as I make it sound sometimes 
Besides I owe you – big time
You did save my life that night I died in your arms – literally
Even if it was for the briefest moment
So I guess it’s somewhat disappointing, ironic 
That the only way I can pay you back 
Is by giving you my kamikaze heart
But then that’s all I have

#clowning

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Weekends are for relaxing
So when we’re not exploring, eating
Or killing bats and spiders
We wear humor on our faces
And tongues
We say outrageous things
And pretend the world is ours
Coz we heard it belongs
To those who can afford
To stop and smell the flowers

We’re What We Eat

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We are what we eat

Thus some people are sour

Some bitter while others are sweet

There’s those that are attractive

With an even better taste

Then there’s the pretty looking ones

We still love to hate

Just like food some are

A little rough around the edges

Others are pleasing to look at

Like there were cut from cook book pages

Some people are real deep

Like they were made of soul food

Then there’s those that are like junk food

Pretty fun but eventually no good

Like food some drive you to a tempting, unholy urge

Others just cause you to purge

Like food some are hard as stone

Others tender as an ice-cream cone

If you wanna hear about food, wellness and more

Let’s meet at the Health, Wellness and Green Living Market

The 8th of April, 10 am, Foxdale Mall

 

 

 

#HWGL

How To live A Full Life On A Half Full Pocket

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Don’t explain yourself

Take a ride on a motorbike

Take a chance on love

Give into your food cravings

Laugh out loud

Turn down that crappy job

Smell the flowers

Watch a Tim Burton movie

Savour the moment

Disagree with the parents

Listen to old music

Act a fool

Love yourself

2016: Year of The Clown

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To all those who made me laugh this year…

Lets do it all again in 2017