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Harry J Baxter Apr 2013
Selina grew up in an orphanage
she was a *******
her father disappeared
after the Great War
her mother
dead from poverty
She was a Catholic
of the highest devotion
she loved Jesus
and Saint Joseph
and after she was
past schooling age (14)
she went off
to serve as a maid
for a good Catholic family
she wanted to be a nurse
but circumstance dictated
that she never could be
not enough school,
then, when she was 17
the 2nd Great War came
and women were needed
to work the steel mills
and shipyards
of Stockton England

she got a job
painting bombs
she signed little things on them
like,
take that ******,
but the job
caused her asthma to flare
so she was reassigned
as what was then known as
a postman
clopping around the streets
happily delivering mail
She met a man
named John Hartley
and she intended to marry him
her friends warned her
he's a bachelor,
a woman hater,
but he was also
quite the handsome soldier
they married
after the war
and had five children
three of whom
became nurses
proud tears falling
like rain drops
a life of hardships
which she batted away
with Christ as her shield
summed up
by her
giving her children
what she never had
My grandmother died in 2004, I recently read about her history in a journal, I never knew anything about her
SelinaSharday Oct 2018
Faceless...
My Expressions unclear.
my looks may be a blur..
but regardless of my face..
I'm a Queen to embrace.
Of me completely..
The thorns in my head makes me bleed mentally
Look past my face You may see a deeper place.
In my natural state posed uniquely.
Can you hold every bit of me.
Regardless of looks, expressions, or conditions.

Faceless expressions eyes like weapons.
Provide clues to feelings.
So I'll mask what needs healing
Efforts made to reach the complicated.
Things unseen a task for the dedicated.
Faceless....shielding what I express.
Hidden Knowledge leaking what I'd like to confess. selina 2018 s.a.m
This is what I wrote from facebook after being giving a photo challenge to write on a image given. A woman with  no face wearing a bleeding crown on her head as dripping stains run from her forehead. cultural.
hidden galaxy May 2020
i trace the fire escape diagram
i hear a nurse say my exam room in a voice that is a hushed yell

and then i shape shifted
i became the door
i heard the results
of the urinalysis
the medical staff murmur
the door that was not just a door because it was also the other side
it was the end of ever feeling normal

and then i shapeshifted
i became the insulin vial
into shaking milky contents before drawing up
an addiction to survival
of marks into fat instead of veins
of hoarding life in the glass walls
of my benevolent cage

and then i shapeshifted
i became the doctor
who saw a 13 year old girl shaking
withdrawal symptoms from high glucose
promising false hopes and faith healing
promising a cure soon
promising god's love
that would never arrive

and then i shapeshifted
i became the faulty pancreas
under attack from a faulty immune system
giving it my very last push of life
i really thought i was doing the right thing
i didn't know i could **** the girl

and then i shapeshifted
i became the floor cleaner
acrid and masking the smell of the previous occupant
pressing against the girls face, etching myself into her skin
becoming the fear in her trembling hand

and then i shapeshifted
i became my mother holding her daughter
slapping her cheek
rubbing glucose gel into her gums
willing her to live

and then i shapeshifted
and i became a thin, pale girl
who just wanted to leave the hospital
but after a diagnosis the hospital never leaves you
you return for every checkup or emergency or surgery
and you never know when the end will be but
you know will die in a hospital

i just wanted to be the that girl
who did not count out 13 and half grapes like all the other kids would never even think about
i just wanted to be the ******* the other side of the door
who didn't know the diagnosis
who knew the way out
tracing an escape by heart
Kuzhur Wilson Nov 2013
It was
One of our
Childhood habits
To crumple
The wax  melting in front of St.Antony
And make new candles.

The tapers of
Thresya whose house got mortgaged, and
Selina whose wedding never got fixed, and
Anthappan who mourned his lack of offspring, and
Thankamma whose chickens died of infectious bronchitis
Stood and liquefied for us in those days.

Math test, pimple,
Cancer, wedding,
Death, visa, love,
Lost hundred rupee note,
Why, even missed periods,
Hair graying too early,
All these daily deliquesced for us
Day after day.

What did the new candle
We lighted in those days
Melt for?

We cannot see a thing
In its light now!
Translation : Anitha Varma
SelinaSharday Aug 2021
Heard some poetry it was such foolery.
Read some poetry.
Such deceptions I see, stumbled on some poetry such poor delivery.
I cant believe how the writer does deceive, like a magician with words to weave.
How one holds some  tricks up their sleeve.
The writer spuns delusions, crazy intriguing lines meant to blow minds.
Nothing but foolery.
Found some poetry! Seemed kinda fun to me, but sit back and watch and see.
The writers quite clumsy. Read some poetry.
Such creative illusions of such wicked delusions.
Because the person is just writing confusions.
Things in their mind
about experiences over time.
when Its best to know both sides of those poetic stories.
Or its just untruths or hurts to what that poet grieves.
Just what that poet sees no where near the truth.
Just telling slippery lines like rotten tooth's.
On their mistakes and there pains and sorrows.
That's nothing of the truth, how they discarded beautiful tomorrows.
Discarding friendships,
That where meant to be only friendships.
Now they are writing darkened daggers.
Such old timely closed minded wanna be swaggers.
Writers cruelty worded daggers.
Some Poets write for Healing, some write for pain, some write for financial gain.
Telling stories, good, bad, sad, foolishness after having gone mad, just ta complain.
No truths in the splattered stains of poetic slains. Its the closed minded, failing in love without you kind. writing to teach the blind, and forgetting leaving wise lessons behind.
Beware of the blind leading the blind poets the assumes, the know its. With hidden motives.
Up their sleeves, writing poetic lined deliveries. Read some poetry not by skilled/knowledged hands I see.
Oh found some poetry. Quite deceptive to me. maybe wounded souls they be.
by selina sharday_H.E.R#POETRY
your a wounded writer telling one side of your darkened truth when it takes both sides to know real reality, yet you write your wounded side of things to ruined the other. Things we readers often see when reading poetry
SelinaSharday Oct 2019
I'm just an outside the box kinda person so..
What's my texting character/personality..
is it like Type F..
Hi, good morning.  hi, hello, well
good evening, wyd, goodnight.
*(Super Predictable.) BORING ME
Type of wmtt..aka wasting my time thing..
Repetitious.
Or is it a type D:
hey, hi ****, hey bae, hi handsome/beautiful
Gifs on kidding
**** cold text, no warmup,
no get to know you richer.
No full sentences.
One word replies mostly,
No time no efforts.
Boring kinda u **** chat history.
Or a C type.
for attempts at times to be creative,
feisty, interesting, warm,
a lil chatty sharing new things sometimes.
Or B type text buddy for the ability to show real interest,
by just calling you up
and have get to open up fun convo.
And send cute make my day words and positive things.
Finally, a
A-type of text friend.
No time for idle boring chit chat
usually when one can
they have a true vibe of saying interesting
lil comments
that gets you to think,
reflect, open up, share, feel motivated,
makes yah smile, blush,
feel liked, cared about, special,
want to know more,
want to share more,
and look forward to touching basics.
A fun caring worth keepin not deleting chat history log.
The 3 E's Of
Effort, Energy, Evolving
By Selina Sharday
Thoughts of
Give credit to author when sharing
Sharday3 RosePoet#H.E.R_POETRY S.A.M
how do you text, we all fall into these categories at times of Our texting style..
SelinaSharday Jan 2024
Hi, Hello
How are you,
ask yourself how much do I want to..
get ta know huh better..
do you want to..
Your invited to enjoy my atmosphere.
I want to get to know a side of you I dont know..
so i can touch your soul..
..CALM MY MIND and calm your mind
get to know you better..
so I can touch you.
Touch your emotional.. side
do u want to touch my funny poetics,...  honey..
my emotional side..
I invite you to touch me mentally..be free
I'm just selina sharday rose.. yea
come  touch my rose petals.. their like musical sheets.
feel me breath,  touch my heart, touch my mind.
ask can you touch my heart, say come sharday touch my mind..
put your hands over over me.. keepin me company..
its all in the policy.. touch my poetry
Thank you... for Touchin my friendly..  touchin my me.. I'm poetry
I'm more then what you see.. Read me.. Stay within my policy@her.poetry..
@SelinaSharday_H.E.R#POETRY
calming, poetry, things
SelinaSharday Apr 2023
Hi, Hello
How are you,
ask yourself how much do I want to..
get ta know huh better..
do you want to..
Your invited to enjoy my atmosphere step into my journey.
I want to get to know a side of you I dont know..
so I can touch your soul..
..CALM MY MIND and calm your mind
get to know you better..
so I can touch your reality.
Touch your emotional.. side
do u want to touch my pages of funny poetics,...  honey..
my emotional side..
I invite you to touch me mentally..be free
I'm just Selina Sharday Rose.. yea
come  touch my rose petals.. their like musical sheets.
feel me breath,  touch my heart, touch my mind.
ask can you touch my heart,
invite sharday to browse your mind..
put your hands over over my pages.. keepin me company..
its all in the policy.. touch my poetry.
Thank you... for Touchin my friendly..  touchin my pages.. I'm poetry
I'm more then what you see.. Read me.. Stay within my policy@her.poetry..
@SelinaSharday_H.E.R#POETRY
SelinaSharday Jun 2023
Hi, Hello
How are you,
ask yourself how much do I want to..
get ta know huh better..
do you want to..
Your invited to enjoy my atmosphere step into my journey.
I want to get to know a side of you I dont know..
so I can touch your soul..
..CALM MY MIND and calm your mind
get to know you better..
so I can touch your reality.
Touch your emotional.. side
do u want to touch my pages of funny poetics,...  honey..
my emotional side..
I invite you to touch me mentally..be free
I'm just Selina Sharday Rose.. yea
come  touch my rose petals.. their like musical sheets.
feel me breath,  touch my heart, touch my mind.
ask can you touch my heart,
invite sharday to browse your mind..
put your hands over over my pages.. keepin me company..
its all in the policy.. touch my poetry.
Thank you... for Touchin my friendly..  touchin my pages.. I'm poetry
I'm more then what you see.. Read me.. Stay within my policy@her.poetry..
@SelinaSharday_H.E.R#POETRY
Edward Sep 2019
Carmen, Bolton, Lama, Sophie, Timothy,ScriptedSilence.
Amanda, Richard,Lily, Keith, Divine,Elle,Laura, Cne.
Sarah, Kim,Sobberingsoul, Frank,Jason, Traveler,Fran.
Moonlight,Jules, AB,Lovelyn,Beautifully Broken,Ranveer.
Fearless, Iz,BD,Neha,Selina,Shaina,Maddy, Mack,John.
Godson1,Joseph,Jay, Poetress,Claryt,Fecundeity,Abraham.
Loser,ymmiJ,Osiria,Tony,Erian­,Hanna,Elena,Empire, Mellow.
Grace, Joyce, Deep, Sassy,Jen, Untold,Nikita, Word,Suzy.
There are many more but heres a few more Great poets too.
CharlesC Sep 2018
this question seems to be
a shortcut to understanding..
science is compiling and
moving the bar
to surmise a conscious location..
a rock?
a rose?
a cat named mardi?
a dog named smokey?
selina?
robert?
the usa?
the blue marble?
the vast universe?
a sigh of relief comes
when experience reports:
only consciousness is
and you and all
are that...
Mother did you know that your daughter will, be so innovative.
So relative.
Did you know that  her quality.
Will bless and enhance  her beauty.
She'd be such a lil cutie.
With a charming way to bring on unity.
Sent with petals or rarity. Adorned with gifts for public Charity.
Mother oh mother did you know..
That your lil girl would so admire you.
She'd adore you so.. Come to heal the lil girl in you.
Her light would shine through.
Even during moments that she'll challenge you..
Pull out the strength in you.
Cause your motherhood to anew.
Oh lil daughter  no matter the journey .
when its rainy sunny or stormy.
Life will bless and surround her like an army.
Oh mother, did you know that
your baby girl.
Will embrace the world.
With brightness and wisdom.
A road to fight for freedom.
A heart for equality.
Such strong personality.
Ohhhh  mama did ya know,
your heart would swell and with joy and grow.
Did ya know
The burdens at times you'd tow.
Some moments worry will follow.
But  life would keep moving  along.
Each trail you'll carry on.
Oh your daughter will become a brave woman.
The labor you have sewn sheweth forth will be shown.
Her Father labor will not go unknown.
Oh mother did you know.
Your gifted  daughter would help to mold and shape.
Bring on courage.
Bring about determination.
Her rays reach across the nation.
Her knowledge be profound.
Clarity character and creativity
Uniqueness unbound.
Oh Mother let your praises ring.
Lift thy voice and sing.
To be blessed with such a daughter.
Glory to the Creator.
Oh Mother be blessed to know.
And enjoy such a daughter.
By Selina'Sharday s.a.m
@Sharday_Artz Image On Soundcloud
Mother in a struggling beginning.. your child is here.. lovable cute adorable, embrace her, and be strong..
Johnny Noiπ Dec 2018
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in the United States in a country
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Cities Tips For the First Time,
a humble land conquered and empty,
land and HERA. Thanks for all these
discussions. wisdom, and spirit.
Jimmy silker Jan 24
What ever happened to Selina Scott?
Like lady Di
But way more hot.

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