Category: My writings
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Repatriation
I wrote this poem in 2009 when I was being made redundant from my job that I loved and had dedicated fourteen years of my life to. Devastated by what was happening to me I lay on my sofa just watching tv and what I was watching every day was our young soldiers being brought…
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Adopted
My Mom is not my MomMy Dad is not my DadMy life has been a lieSince the day it first began I ask why they didn’t tell meWhy I had to find out this wayThey say the time was never rightThey didn’t know what to say They ask me if I want to find themThey…
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Homeless
Bright lights, big city I’ve chosen this life now instead I’ve escaped the life I had Full of fear and full of dread I walk the streets alone Doing whatever to survive The truth is though no-one really cares If you’re dead or you’re alive No that’s not really fair of me Some people are…
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Pakistani Rains
The rains come downThey know no boundsLives and homes lost Without hardly a soundI see my own fearThrough my children’s eyesWhat will we eatHow will we surviveWe somehow find shelterThe rains come againLots more sorrowLots more painWhat we need now is helpPlease when will help comeWhat we need now is hopeHope for everyone Photo by Geetanjal…
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A Beautiful Girl
A young girl full of Hope’s and dreamsAnd a beauty beyond compareShe goes to the library to study booksShe knows she’ll find inspiration there He approaches her in the hall wayYou’re so beautiful he saidStartled she asks do I know youHe replies you’ll look lovely wearing red She feels a stabbing pain right through herAnd…
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My Poppy Poem
You buy a poppy on the street What value does it hold It’s a remembrance of those lost at war So its value remains untold They put their lives on the line for us And with their own lives they did pay So the least that we can do for them now Is to remember…
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It’s A Bitter Pill
In the wake of Caroline Flack’s Suicide I am publishing this writing as my way of highlighting how the system these days can fail the most vulnerable. She may have had fame and fortune but she hid her vulnerability so well that no one thought that what she was going through was enough for her…
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