Whispers | Poetry

Whispers | Poetry

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My poetry is gold Written with a smirk or a scowl Poured out from the depths of my soul And mashed to words in a bowl decanted in the form of ink on rusty paper folds worth more than the price of mink my treasure to behold I write about my life and other people's strife cut deep with the edge of a knife and I'll write till my afterlife my poetry is my boat to keep my heart afloat as you journey through the tides and depths of a magical soul _B.Chimere 🕸🕸🕸 ~Wíŋs~ 🕸🕸🕸 🥇1st place in the #Splash poetry awards, October 2019 🥈2nd place in the Nigerians books awards 2020. 🥉3rd place in the #Sunflower awards, October 2019. Nu
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Of Breaking hearts, young love, betrayal and pain. Of Mending hearts, familiar pain, unexpected hurt and aftermath. Of Healing hearts, underated heartache, pain and acceptance. Of Love, Love that is as deep sea. Pain, that knows no bounds. Strength, that exist within time, but lasts forever. Of Sadness, sadness that always returns, Of Trauma, trauma that runs in deep, and the art of dying, every time. Of Scribbles and rambles, unsaid words and sealed pain. Of Life, Love, Pain, Sadness, Trauma. Of the art of rising like a phoenix, every time. Of Anxiety and Paranoia. Of Anything bad, Of Everything good. This is a story of a girl, it's a continuous one. A story of a sad girl, very lonely, but beautiful, intelligent and strong. She's a self sabotaging narcissistic girl, but also a talented, skilled and brave girl. She is riddled with anxiety and depression, but somehow finds ways to get up each morning, thinking of beautiful things. She has loved and lost, hurt and being hurt. She has not lost herself, but she has not find herself either. This is the life of a girl, laid before you in poems and thoughts. Here is a piece of me, and in here, undoubtedly, you will find pieces of yourself too. I am a mess, but aren't we all? | formerly SOMETHING BROKEN |

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