Am I human?

Words pierce me like bullets shot at close range,
Does difference make you fear me so much?
I am human.

Why do you treat me differently,
Manipulate, coerce, conceal me...
I am human.

I've travelled many miles, hoping to be accepted,
If there is chance my life can get better, my survival wasn't a waste...
I am human.

Please, you people say you live only once,
Take a step in my shoes,
This one life you could be living in hell,
But you wouldn't know,

You are human? yes?
I am human too...

A Mothers' Love....

Dedicated to your lovely Mothers <3 and my incredibly beautiful mother

The life you gave,
For the life we have,
Through love and loss,
Happiness and sadness,

A mothers' touch,
To heal the wounds that bury deep within my heart,
Through the lies, truth was told from mothers lips,
Through life, experiences made from experiences expressed...


You lifted me up when falling was the only answer, 
The rock to my weary days, 
You've been my inspiration, my hope, my light,
Through darkened days...


Now i wish you safe returns towards our heart,
On this special day...
Loving you always...

Journey...

      Immortality extinguishes more than what can be realised, why it is that life can be overcome by that of a ray of a colourful lens. That when I tell a story it’s through the art of my mind, instead of through the palms of my hands. That of a light that reflects through the immortal being of yourself; an enchanting fundamental nature that has glowed from behind closed doors. There is no sense of compassion; there is more of soul and serenity which becomes of this life. It’s true I have made a portrait with no movement of heart and wisdom that flows through the warmth of my veins, unaware of.

         But why that of an immortal passion comes over, with such nonsense of immortal value, in contempt. In existence…. just simply stand here unaware of, thoughts, feelings….just in the moment although it passed so long ago. Happiness no longer thriving within the moment…..more or less the time. Turmoil corrupted absolutely, even though lightness to each step taken to heal what has been severely broken.  No love that has truly captured the heart, the soul, the life. Why….why you ask, this life is a gift not a sin on which we cannot revive. The skillfulness of closure to descend from heights….which cannot be overcome. What can truly keep the boundless flame and wisdom alive….unsure? All is known in time.

     A girl, she sits and stares in an open space. Life passing her as she is lost in translation. A pebble drops….she awakens from her deep time. The sound of symphony sweetens the air.  “I have been lost for a very long time; my time has not been well”.

         Emotional imbalance corrupted by instance; ….wait a figure is shown in the distance, beauty beyond this world. It must be harmony awaking the lost smile of which has not been shown for eons…on content. Silence is no longer forever in this lifetime…hope is more than what is deserved. A light that has shone through the blanket of darkness; has now awakened all of time……

     This girl where is she now…she is gone…this is no place for her here. For she has now experienced happiness, that can no longer be tormented by silence and despair. Forever young…… in a place were you cannot find her…glowing with the warmth of the sun.

The rebirth of life……

Writer and artist.

Life is a story that is explained so much easier through writing,

Like the canvas to every artiste is the scenery of which they portray as their entire composition, 

Colors used to express mood and extravagant movement when the brush is linked to the canvas,

Like a pen is linked to a note pad unable to remove until done,

The hands are the most useful things you have in life they allow you to create and together with the mind make wonders come true,

A voice is not always heard, so therefore to use your own intelligence would be successful in the matter,

You do not need to be great, just have the heart that is able to unlock your mind and release such feelings. That can give you relief and given opportunity of less judgment of characteristics. 

You have found your wings

Although the wings that have guided you have already formed,

And the light has shone brightly and warmly for your whole kindheartedly existence,

What you leave behind dear precious one is your ashes that fade at contact with each others presence,

Memoirs of literature, music, philosophy, creativity and balance,

Connecting all to your most perfect being,

This loving memory of the young fighting spirit,

Will never be lost….

It will always remain within the still frames of your wise mind and the infinite spirit that you behold at this moment,

Although life is taken at times when we wish it would not,

Although life is provided at times we say it’s too early,

The time on which these two instances occur is each a beautiful miracle,

The wings that have been formed to obtain a new existence beyond this world are the same that have obtained a new life,

With every empty shell left behind it will become the learning experience for a new soul willing to make a mark on the world,

Those wings have made you strong again, they must have,

You must be floating above the clouds,

Slowing down time as you brace for each moment,

Extending beyond heights and distances,
For you are deeply engraved in our hearts forever,

You have found your wings and we have embraced your presence,

Those wings, we will have someday and we will float above the clouds with you,

And once again we will all be together….for the light has shone for infinite lifetimes, for us it will shine one moment and that will be the most precious….

Till we meet again our radiant angel grampi,

May your spirit fly free and high with the peacefulness of the sky…

Dedicated to my Grandfather 19/11/2009