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Sabila Siddiqui Jul 2019
“It’s becoming tougher to love you every time you hurt me. It’s becoming tougher to trust you every time you betray me. It’s becoming tougher to be vulnerable every time you exploit me. It’s becoming tougher to lend you my heart when it feels like an open wound in your hand. You taunt me every opportunity you find, brag about my flaws occasionally, criticize and act cold at times. I am tired of visiting the restroom as though it is my sanctuary during occasions, shedding tears and walk out numbing my heart. We ought to be encouraging, loving and supporting one another and not pushing the other down to rise. But the heartaches are becoming often and old wounds are being reopened. It’s becoming tiring to experience it over and over again. I guess for it to not hurt anymore, it shouldn’t matter anymore.”
sian May 2019
Whether it be that small moment that you end up silently questioning for years,
Or that huge wake up call where true colours are revealed,
where you’re left feeling like somebody ripped your heart from your chest,
the fact is,


Betrayal is inevitable
Ankita Gupta Apr 2019
Home is a funny word, a funny feeling!

It's funny to the extent that I laugh at the naiveness of those who believe in it's façade of being permanent.
Jaede Bayala Apr 2019
Poi-son-ous
if you bite it and you die, its poisonous
i show you love
love & compassion that you need that
i think you need.
& you **** it in you
****
it
all
in.
but what do i get?
nothing.

Ven-om-ous
if it bites you and you die, its venomous
i let you in.
the front doors were rusty but you helped me
fix them. little did
I know, that
one you
were inside you’d
break down every
wall i had.
Phil Dodsworth Apr 2019
I kissed her:
Forbidden fruit.

Sweet
But the memory is sour.

Now
I am alone.

Ashamed
For betraying you.

The pain
My punishment.
Mercia Apr 2019
What happened to the rainbow people.
Corruption planted itself in government and grew higher than the Real yellowwood
Striking and burning necessities is our new flag
Strangers with the right to be here are Ashes
Strangers with plans are supported for their abundance of drugs
Hospitals are important; said the tavern
Burn it down; said the proud people
The elders should be respected; said our parents
**** and record; said the killers
Let's go viral.
Police will always help you is taught by schools
Only help after 3 hours replied Police academies
School is an endangered topic
Youth falling victims at the hands of the very people who are supposed to care for them
Children hurting teachers
Teachers hurting kids
Welcome to a journey of wonderful education that is years behind on information
You learn to **** or cheer the killers
Depending on moods
We show our competitors that we weak
We can’t stand together when we need
We frown at fleeing springboks
We smile as we step on our Protea
So much has changed
The rap game is to shame others
The new songs can't be related songs
Only hyped up words of courage in ***, an *** is an ***
Country getting touched by a man spinning in front of cops as kids get beaten and murdered right under their nose
Criminals are charged after a year
Murders have learned about bail
Justice is an old topic
Fathers being cheered for young girls
Mothers hunting for fresh boys
Cheer on, cheer on.
Who you are is not accepted unless you funny
Your gender is a disgrace unless is trending
You have no voice unless America says it first
Geniuses lie amongst us
Bullied to not think
Every day someone is shot.
Gun and Camera
A country filled with videographers and darkness. Eskom
How to record in darkness is what we do best. Our Motto
Everything is funny until it happens to us. Our reality
I wish for the world to learn.
Vera Anne Wolf Apr 2019
...
Shame falls like petals
Onto your pillow again…
Writhing in anger
Need fills you up from within…

There’s no one to take the blame now
You stumbled your way here somehow.

But Queens rise from ashes
With scars on their hearts.
The fear in you scratches
Doubt tears you apart.
So you put on your armor
Like a diamond Seraphim.
You know they can’t break you…

You were already broken.

Grief comes like a shadow
Filling your footsteps with pain…
Why would they betray you?
They knew you were destined to win…

There’s no one to take your hand now
You tripped at the threshold somehow.

But Queens rise from ashes
When the world falls apart.
Your innocence smashes
Against their frozen hearts.
So you put on your armor
Like a diamond Seraphim.
You know they can’t break you…

You wish they could break through!

But no one can save you…when
You’re already broken.

©veraannewolf
Written about one of the characters in my WIP (Locked Behind Amethyst Eyes)
Sehar Bajwa Feb 2019
four fifty one deg-
ree Fahrenheit; your letters
burning on the stove
haiku
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