40 Days Of PoeTREE

40 Days Of PoeTREE

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40 Days Of Poetree is a short poetry collection book that I wrote about '40 important days' of my life. This is when I am locked in a cold room with no food nor water only food for the soul (with only a pen and a book to tilt it, with my intellect). I need to escape this cold room, the 'cold room' symbolizes the small rooms that "We as black people" are confide by the system to live under such conditions; where in our townships people have no hope and they end up seeing crime as the only escape from the unforgiving poverty that we are facing. Violence, murder, drugs & etc have become their daily habits in order To solve the injustices/inequality. As these injustices cannot be solved... I, as a growing poet try to share them with you and enlighten the ignorant As I jot down 40 consecutive poems. Until I escape this cold room of injustices, I will keep on writing. This is, the 40 DAYS OF POETREE This book also includes the challenges that I go through as a poet. I hope you love the book.
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"I love you" she says and kisses my jaw tenderly. "I love you too baby" I reply stroking her still damp hair. We were sat in a dirty McDonald's car park. We could be sat in a fucking pile of trash and I wouldn't care. Because I would be with her. As long as I'm with her, nothing else matters. -------------------------------------------------------- After all he had known was anger and hatred she was like a breath of fresh air to him. With just one look into her mesmerizing chocolate eyes and one listen to her angelic voice he knew he was ruined. He despised this feeling. He felt helpless. No matter how much he tried to stay away he was drawn to her and he knew he was playing a very dangerous game. Leaving the pain of her past behind her she starts a fresh in a new town with her older brother. Meeting the towns bad boy was not on her agenda but every time she saw him she was intrigued. He was rude and had a terrible attitude, but his eyes didn't show anything but pain which is something she knew all too well. They are complete opposites but have one thing in common. They are both broken, maybe just maybe they could be the cure to each others pain. ⚠️ this story contains mentions of abuse and alcohol so if you are not comfortable with this please do not read my story.

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