Lessons Gleaned 1

Lessons Gleaned   Where do I begin from and how do I express the gigantic hydra-headed emotions swirling in my mind trying to catch my attention with one good idea or the other?   I looked at my laptop for the umpteenth time and walked away to allow the serenity of the environment relax my … Continue reading Lessons Gleaned 1

I am Still Standing (poem) Isaacola AA

Pummelled by the ravaging waves of the tongue Dragged in the mud of deprivation and degradation Yet am still standing Cat of many lives I am, beaten but not broken Trampled and crushed but indestructible Standing I am, still I became the trash can they empty their Diarrhoea bowels,acidic vituperations Yet, here I am still … Continue reading I am Still Standing (poem) Isaacola AA

Illusion (poem) Isaacola AA

ILLUSSION Dellusion, illusion beclouding my judgement Elation, infussion creeping into my mind Seclusion eating up the fabrics of my tunic Reality dawning on my expectant “psuche” I had been deceived, bereaved and disappointed The swallowed opium is wearing out Happiness shortlived- After the… Looking on in stark nakedness My entrails gurgling With sound of suffocation … Continue reading Illusion (poem) Isaacola AA