For all of you who don’t know me too well, I am an avid writer and reader. I love writing fiction but poetry is something I’ve resorted to when I just need to get all of my emotions out. I try not to share my poetry because I’ve found that it depresses people (too emotionally-driven, perhaps lol?) and the fact that I hate reciting poetry. I simply wish to share and have you all read and ponder. I’ve written poetry since … well, since forever really. I’ve thought about having them professionally published as I already have volumes of poems that are ready for print. At times, I must question if it’s really worth it (my poetry, I mean). I’ll try to post more and more poetry. I honestly need to get back into blogging. I’ve been extremely busy with classes but hopefully I make it out of this period alive!

I wish to share so here is one of the poems I’ve written within the year. I wrote it after I read an article about a school that was pillaged and torched because of the religious differences that existed in the area at the time. I closed my eyes and I imagined what it would’ve been like to have been there. I would like to expand on this poem and all of my poems need revision (because I rarely revise). This one is called, “Like Death During a Fire”. 

Like Death During a Fire

She didn’t dare stir
until footsteps fell no more.
To inhale each breath
seared her lungs like
a bloody steak at the spit, bloody
like the street she lie on.

A servant of God,
she prayed, her lips unmoving,
fearing the earth
below would swallow her
from the inside out.

Screams echoed,
leeching away at her psyche
as the last wall of the school fell
across the street, the last
of the fallen flags.
The smoking flames
scorched her soul,
hellfire in the name of discord.

Half breaths taken at most,
eyes retired bringing
about a Juliet sleep
to survive,
to see a tomorrow.

Also, all of my work is copyrighted. ;) I hope to post more articles in general. I have been working on some great articles on the Atlanta nightlife subcultures that we may or may not be aware of (or at least fully comprehend). It’ll take some time but I know you’ll love it. Take care and happy reading.